Rise of the Humble O

It had been over ten days since Zhu Ping'an arrived in this era. He had transitioned from feeling out of place to accepting the situation with resignation.,It was getting late, he had to hurry home or else he would be scolded. Zhu Ping'an took big strides down the slope, running towards home.,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.。