lt;The Pocket Dimens

Thinking about it, Yan Xiaosi had no choice but to often go to the pond a mile away from the village to catch fish and roast them for eating. So he ran out of the village.,Outside the village, on the embankment of a canal, three teenage boys were beating up a thin boy of thirteen or fourteen.,"This damn troublemaker, daring to pretend to be dead and scare me I'll beat him until his mother wouldn't recognize him."。