Rise of the Humble O

“Little Piglet, Little Piglet, it's time to go home. Be careful, or your mother will beat you until you cry.”,Well, Little Piglet! What a strange name. Even Tiger Cub or Pebble would sound better. Of course, he was just grumbling. He knew why ancient people gave their children such odd names.,Eggs! Zhu Ping'an's eyes lit up. After ten days of coarse tea and plain rice, he finally saw some meat.。