From all directions, people flock to Guangdong to make their fortune. Dongguan, this city, devours people by day and creates gods by night. Half of the people are laborers, and the other half are sinking into depravity. Besides blood and sweat, all that's left is desire!

You'll only realize when you get here that the neon lights can't illuminate dignity, the assembly lines grind down backbone, and the urban villages swallow up the youth of countless migrant workers.

When a massage parlor is used to send you to a plane, do you still dare to hope for love?

At 1 a.m., Xiao Zhang happily arrived to see his girlfriend, clutching a box of "umbrellas," only to find her getting into a Mercedes-Benz with license plate number Yue S666. The car didn't move, but it was shaking...

The noise of the Houjie bar drowned out his attempts to persuade her to stay. She said that the entertainment industry in Dongguan only values ​​money, and sincerity is worthless in the face of money.

But she forgot that the 3-yuan fried rice noodles captured her heart, and the 15-yuan temporary rental room witnessed her first night. How cheap was she?

When the VTech time clock flashes green, this conveyor belt has carried away countless youths and lifted up countless regrets.

When technician number 23 of "Red Romance" finished the last project, Dawei realized that he had worked for nothing this month. He had worked hard all month just for this moment of tenderness. Sometimes, the few tissues that fell on the ground were more valuable than money.

The candlelight flickered red in the alley at night.

Intoxicated by a few wisps of spring breeze

The mortal world is full of passionate people.

Soft words and embrace

Can I add another minute, brother?

At this moment, our protagonist is still working as a pig herder in a remote village in southern Hunan, commonly known as a "pig-herding prodigal."

Spring has arrived, all things are reviving, and it's the breeding season for animals again, with the air filled with the scent of hormones.

In Shuangshui Village, a poverty-stricken county in southern Hunan, a 200-kilogram yellow-haired boar, foaming at the mouth, was sniffing the rump of a black sow in a pigsty.

Suddenly, the blond-haired guy let out a "humph..."

"My goodness..."

At the same time, a rustling sound came from the mud-brick house outside the pigsty.

"Damn it, everyone's saying I'm pregnant, are you still not done? This muddy ground is so uncomfortable."

"Hehe, I like your attitude..."

"Half an hour later..."

"Xiaoyang, this child is yours, you have to take responsibility for me."

"Sister-in-law, even if you weren't saying that, would you believe it yourself?"

"I've only been with you this past year, who else could it be but you?"

"You're kidding me. Would you believe me if I said I've only slept with you this past year?"

"You fucking bastard, you heartless idiot, you only ever fooled me for fun, and now what am I supposed to do?"

"Go to the hospital and get an abortion. We were just having fun. Don't blame me when things go wrong. Why weren't you careful when you were having fun? Now that something's happened, you want me to take responsibility? I'm so poor I'm begging for food. How can I afford to take responsibility?"

"Hmph, you want to play the rogue, huh? Then I'll tell your grandparents."

"Don't try to threaten me with my grandparents, I'm not afraid."

"Sigh! If I had known it would turn out like this, I should have pasted it on the wall."

"Give me a tissue..."

"Then you'll come with me to the county hospital, is that alright?"

"I can go to the hospital with you, but I don't have any money."

"You're still playing if you don't have money?"

"You're not a prostitute, and I didn't pay you anything."

"You fucking bastard!"

Ding Yang put on his clothes and fastened his belt.

"Sister-in-law, don't be angry. I didn't lie to you. I really don't have any money. Whether this child is mine or not, you still have to go to the hospital."

"How about this, you go to the hospital and get it done first, and I'll pay you back when I have the money later."

"When are we going?"

"Let's go tomorrow. I'm planning to go to Dongguan in a couple of days."

What are you going to Dongguan for?

"What else can I do? Tighten screws, of course? You think I'm going to hook up with a rich woman?"

"I'm so damn poor, I have to go out and find a way to make a living. A man without money is like an old woman without her period, he has no desire left."

"What about your grandparents?"

"What else can we do? The two old folks depend on each other for survival. Once we get to Dongguan, I'll try to earn more money and send them some. If we stay at home, we'll be so poor we'll have to pawn our pants."

"If you go to Dongguan, what am I supposed to do?"

"I'm not your husband. You can stay home, take care of the kids and send them to school. What else can you do? Anyway, Changgen will be out of prison in a year. If you can't stay idle, just find someone else. I won't be jealous."

"You fucking bastard!"

"How about this, you come with me tomorrow morning. I'll take you to the hospital first, and after your surgery, I'll go to the bus station."

"Are you leaving in such a hurry?"

"If I weren't on probation, I would have gone to Dongguan long ago. Now that my sentence is over, I can leave. If I don't go out and work to earn some money, I can't live like this."

"After I'm gone, please take care of my grandparents for me."

"What's it to me!"

"Fine, I wasn't counting on you anyway."

"Give me the money!"

"What money? I let you sleep with me for free, and you're asking me for money?"

"Sister-in-law, it wasn't me, it was Ah Huang who was being bred. It's supposed to cost for feed, it's an old custom in the village, so forget it, don't pay."

"You fucking bastard, I let you play for free and I didn't ask you for money, but you still ask me for wages."

"Sister-in-law, forget it, don't say anymore. I'm not an ungrateful person. When I get rich in the future, I'll build you a big villa. I'm leaving now."

"I'm afraid I won't live to see that day even when my hair has turned completely white."

Zhang Feng opened a tattered little cloth bag, took out a green banknote, and then took out a pack of Furongwang cigarettes.

"Give!"

"Why do you still have cigarettes? You don't smoke."

"It was collected in Hejia Village a few days ago."

"You went to cheat on me again?"

"Get lost! You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth. Can't you speak human language?"

"Hehe, thanks! Meet me at the little stone bridge at 8 a.m. tomorrow."

Ding Yang pushed open the door, and a gust of cold wind swept in, making his legs tremble slightly, and he felt completely drained.

He picked up a Furongwang cigarette.

"Ah Huang, let's go! Everything's done, why are you still thinking about Blackie?"

Ah Huang, as if understanding human speech, quickly rushed out of the pigpen, swinging his huge QQ (a type of pig), and swayed back home without the slightest hesitation—a truly pathetic pig.

Ding Yang followed behind Ah Huang.

Ah Huang, sometimes I really envy you. You get 50 yuan per use, while I don't have to complain at all. I get free stuff and you always cause trouble.

Sometimes, you really think humans are worse than pigs. I'm worse than a pig or a dog!

Ding Yang, 24 years old, a vocational high school graduate, is 1.84 meters tall with a straight posture, eight-pack abs, and a muscular body. His facial features are like an AI-edited photo, with no flaws in any frame. His skin is so good that even girls are jealous. He has the kind of face that would be mistaken for a celebrity if he walked down the street, with a very strong visual impact.

Most women simply can't resist his flirting.

That's why Ding Yang became a rare commodity, and all the women left behind in the village wanted to seduce him.

Although Ding Yang hadn't read many books, he was quite fond of history, especially "Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties." He admired Yuwen Chengdu, disliked waste, and revered queuing.

Ding Yang stayed in the countryside because three years ago, his girlfriend cheated on him with a balding man. When he found out, he beat the two of them half to death, and they almost didn't survive.

Ding Yang was too ruthless, specifically kicking the lower half of "Mediterranean" (male pattern baldness). It is said that his function has been ruined. He was sentenced to three years in prison with a four-year suspended sentence. Although he does not have to serve his sentence in prison, he is supervised by the police station, but he still has to report to the police station every week.

Because his grandparents were afraid he would cause trouble again during his probation period, they forced him to stay in the countryside.

Grandpa ran a small pig farm, raising several sows, among which Ah Huang was a large boar. Besides breeding for his own family, he also bred pigs for the village, earning some money for feed.

Ding Yang was raised by his grandparents. When he was 5 years old, his father died suddenly from a heart attack. His mother went to the United States and sent money back a few years ago, but there has been no news of her in recent years. It is said that she works as a prostitute in the red-light district of Roosevelt Avenue in New York and does import and export business. Ding Yang doesn't know if it's true or not. Anyway, Ding Yang has no memory of his mother.

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