This is Xiahe Village, an ordinary yet extraordinary little village.,After running down the slope, Zhu Ping'an stopped and looked down. He saw a small piece of noodles lying on the ground, fluttering in the wind.,"Old Third, don't plead for him! That scoundrel is just a troublemaker who can't stay out of mischief for three days." Mrs. Chen said, grabbing Little Zhu Ping'an by the ear and dragging him into the kitchen.。