Rong Zhao, male, Nin

At the end of the year, the collective team calculated the food rations for the educated youth.,Rong Zhaonan put the cart in front of the house and pushed his black-framed glasses up the bridge of his nose: "Now, do we bring things into the house",Ning Yuan suddenly grabbed the large watering can by the side and, with a scoopful of manure-laden water, splashed it directly onto Huang Xuehong's black and fat face.。