Rise of the Humble O

On the west side of the village stood a high hill, from which one could see most of the village. On top of the hill stood a tigerish boy of about five or six years old, gazing at the village with emotion.,The Zhu family was still doing alright, with over ten acres of good farmland. They were considered a middle-class family in the village. However, with so many mouths to feed and Uncle's reluctance to work, plus the high expenses of his studies and examinations for government service, the old Zhu family was also struggling financially.,At this time, Zhu Ping'an's heart was filled with warmth. The family members of this life, whether it was his hot-tempered mother, his taciturn father, or his older brother who was about ten years old but surprisingly mature and honest, were all kind to him from the bottom of their hearts.。