Chen Fusheng. Surname Chen. Name Fusheng, alias Er Gou.

  "Floating Life" comes from "seeing through the floating life, half heart, half Buddha, half immortal", but his surname is Chen, not Zhang. This is a big taboo in Zhangjiashan. Because there are two mountain dogs that never leave his side. Everyone in Zhangjiashan likes to call this Chen family's son, who has been taking Chinese medicine since childhood and barely made it past 18 years old, "Chen Er Gou" (Chen Second Dog). After the white bear, Gong Shoushan, died during a hunt, some of the young folks in Zhangjiashan also like to call him "Chen Yi Gou" (Chen First Dog).

  Man. With a waistband, the thing in his pants is not big or small. Can't be called majestic. Also won't be so small that women laugh at him, the young master who calls himself Wang Hu Sheng Da Jiang Jun has this saying. A man must have heroic spirit in his belly when drinking, and the courage to take the head of a general in the chaos of war, but on the bed, he must have killing spirit in his lower body. Wang Hu Sheng admires Chen Er Gou. He says that Chen Er Gou has killing spirit in his lower body, otherwise how could he subdue Xiao Yao and make her obedient? Although that girl is currently just a shallow little demon, she still has to have some face and temperament. Wang Jie Fang looks too pale-faced. But Xiao Yao still looks down on him. It's not hard for a girl to understand a bit of Go, ancient poetry, or piano. But to understand all of these things, it's very difficult. To make such a girl look up to you, that's even more difficult. So Wang Hu Sheng always likes to praise Chen Er Gou with a discerning air, saying he's not simple, belongs to the type of fierce man who dares to wield a knife and fight cats when drunk.

  24 years old.

  The old man lying in the small mound said he might not be able to survive until 18 years old, and more than half of Zhangjiacun cursed him to die early and reincarnate early. But his mother insisted on raising him to this age. The big fool who had never heard of being called "brother" a few times actually used Chinese medicine to snatch him back from the King of Hell. However, before leaving Zhangjiacun, after failing the exam, he didn't know what was the significance of living. He probably just wanted to save money to buy a wife and continue the family line. After leaving the mountains, he had fought with others and been beaten by others, even kneeling down. He finally slept with women, ending his more than 20 years of virginity. This made the ignorant old man realize that being a man should strive for better things. So at the age of 26, when his life was about to pass one-third of its time, he began to desperately absorb the essence of this big city SH. Just like a poor person who suddenly got a piece of meat, he could suck out the bone marrow.

  A woman named Cao Jianyi told him that a man must stand in a high place to see far. The reason is simple and not difficult to understand. But when he was pointed at by Xiongzi with a bow and arrow, this truth was felt a bit deeply. A woman like a green bamboo leaf spoke to him from a high position. He later sadly discovered that he thought it was a matter of course. In fact, he is not a scumbag who is used to being looked down upon by a woman shorter than him.

  He had never used a mobile phone, seen a computer, or stayed in a hotel. He was no better than the wild man of Shennongjia, suddenly standing in the city of SH. He didn't even know where to go next. Left or right? Forward or backward? SH is not Zhangjiakou, spitting on the ground and no one cares. Urinating and defecating are also ignored, for him, wandering around SH is like encountering one crossroads after another in life, taking a wrong step might mean running a red light, he wouldn't be able to knock down vehicles, only vehicles would knock him down. For example, Zhao Kunpeng.

  Everyone knows that people should strive for better things, but not everyone can put it into action. Doing the right thing in the right direction, so Chen Ergou is very envious of Xiaomei and Gu Jue's group. At least they clearly know their life plan, even if they don't know themselves. Their parents also know whether to study abroad or not. Whether to enter the administrative system or engage in business. At the very least, they can be a white-collar worker with a stable income. Chen Ergou is narrow-minded and has a small heart. He compares himself to others and feels jealous. He lies on his narrow bed, staring at the ceiling fan, unable to sleep, thinking that if he could wear thousands or even tens of thousands of yuan worth of Italian custom-made shoes, he would never wear Liberation shoes again. If he could wear high-end clothing from Armani or something, he would absolutely not wear cheap clothes from street stalls or small commodity markets. If Cao Jianjue one day lost his mind and gave him a set of high-end apartments, Chen Ergou would definitely accept it without batting an eyelid.

  Everyone has a certain amount of dignity and face, but they haven't been hungry, thirsty, poor, or humiliated. They haven't haggled with street vendors over a few cents. They haven't worried about utility bills and don't know that self-respect is a luxury. Whoever doesn't feel stifled by bowing down to others and speaking in a low voice? But life likes to grind people down relentlessly, which is why they say every family has its own unsolvable problems. Chen Ergou used to read Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Countryside" in school and thought it was overly sentimental. Cao Jingxian laughed and said that if he became an official, he would definitely be corrupted by a few bushels of rice. He would be the kind of corrupt official who would make enough money to secure his family's future and then have no regrets, but still do some good deeds for the people. Chen Ergou thought this description was very apt.

  "Third Uncle, it's your turn to go."

  Under the wutong tree. Zhang Sanqian sat on a small stool, playing Go with Chen Ergou, and suddenly stopped his thoughts by supporting his cheek.

  Chen Ergou withdrew his complicated thoughts. No wonder his high school Chinese teacher always regretted that he couldn't write a decent essay, and would often say that his writing was all over the place and couldn't get a high score. He was a person who seemed to be very scattered in his thinking but was actually very stubborn. It's really not easy to simply categorize this kind of person as emotional or rational. He made a casual move on the chessboard. Zhang Sanqian had only just learned how to play chess, and his moves were immature, but occasionally he would have a flash of brilliance that would surprise Chen Ergou, making him think that this kid was a promising talent. If there's an opportunity, he must introduce Sanqian to Cao Jiange, let him follow him around. Even if it's just a rough stone, it can still be polished into a beautiful jade.

  Zhang Sanqian combed his hair and put on new shoes and clothes. It was as if he had suddenly drawn a clear line between himself and the ignorant, backward, and poor Zhangjiacun village. He was completely different from Zhang Shengli, who would still be considered a villager even if he won the lottery jackpot and became a multimillionaire. When Chen Ergou saw Zhang Sanqian, he couldn't help but think of his mother. Fugui was like that too - she liked to smile foolishly. She finally stopped smiling foolishly after giving birth to Zhang Sanqian and entering the ancient Na River. Chen Ergou wondered when Fugui would stop smiling foolishly. But would Fugui still be Fugui at that time?

  Wealth and honor.

  Wouldn't it be better if someone who wholeheartedly wants to be rich and precious?

  Unrighteous yet wealthy and noble. The wealth and nobility of Chen are like floating clouds. Isn't this ironic?

  "Missing your uncle, I presume?" Zhang Sanqian asked in a soft voice. This child had eyes that were just as unforgettable as his mother's, seeming to pierce through one's heart. Ten years later, the only impression Zhang Sanqian's mother left on Chen Ergou was her silly smile and a pair of eyes so clean they made the entire Zhang family feel ashamed.

  "I wonder if he can adapt after joining the army." Chen Ergou sighed, he had also heard that old soldiers in the army liked to bully new recruits, and with Chen Fugui's size, it was impossible for him to hide or escape, although Cao Jianqiu was taking care of him on this aspect, but Chen Ergou couldn't fathom what the woman was thinking, heaven knows if she would come up with a profound theory that "one must first labor his muscles and bones before being entrusted with great responsibility".

  Chen Ergou had always been unable to stomach outsiders looking down on the Chen family. He couldn't help but take revenge, and he couldn't help but be petty-minded. His mother could afford not to care about trivial matters, she could spend her whole life eating small losses, and wealth and honor could make her pretend to be foolish and crazy. Her realm was high enough to have no disputes with the world, but Chen Ergou couldn't do that. If someone from the Zhang family took even a tiny advantage over the Chen family, he would have to double it back, he couldn't let the Zhang family bully the Chen family and make them suffer.

  "Fu Gui Shu is so clever, he will definitely stand out." Zhang Sanqian smiled with a clear smile, if it weren't for the fact that he had shaved his head clean, he would have been mistaken for a pretty girl with rosy lips and white teeth.

  "Those who can see through wealth and glory are intelligent people."

  Chen Ergou smiled and played chess with Zhang Sanqian, unlike playing with Sun Dage or Cao Jianguo, there was no burden. There was no need to prove anything, so the game was relaxed and casual. Without the momentum of killing and decisive moves, Chen Ergou's chess level was actually not great. On the other hand, Zhang Sanqian also liked to play a desperate move like Chen Ergou at first. With a bit of a headache, Chen Ergou looked at the remaining chessboard and sighed: "No wonder the old man wanted to give you the name Zhang Bahai back then."

  "Three thousand is better than eight hundred." Zhang Sanqian said with a serious face.

  "Why?"

  "Dad said that he spent over 4,000 yuan to buy my mom from someone else back then, but actually only used 3,000 yuan. Three thousand, three thousand, Zhang Sanqian, Uncle Fu Gui said that when my mom heard this name, she laughed very happily, it was true happiness."