Peach and plum bloss

When Yang Ge saw the old man, a sincere smile gradually spread across his face.,After securing the food, he went into the kitchen as if he knew it by heart and pulled out an old, rusty hand sickle. Ignoring the old man's repeated pleas of "Don't worry about it" and "Take a break first," he left in strides, pushing his tricycle.,Yang Ge was confused, but he still waited where he was told.。