Thinking about yesterday, who cared about me, and looking at the present, who am I spoiled by? Ordinary people’s things? Leave a third to let them pass. Little devil’s supplies? I’m sorry, grandpa, I want them all. The head of the regular army? Don't do it! I don't have the freedom to be a bandit. Little devil. If you want to run wild on the one-acre three-point land of grandpa, first ask grandpa if he agrees with the gun in his hand.