When Liu, the shopkeeper, heard this, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he angrily interrupted him: "Don't you go speaking up for that lazy good-for-nothing! If he had even a third of your eyesight, we would be burning incense for him. Yesterday, if it weren't for you bailing him out, who knows what kind of mess he would have caused It's just because his father and I are old acquaintances...",Yang Ge ignored the old man's sorrowful eyes. With nimble hands and feet, he carried one heavy sack after another into the low-ceilinged hut. He untied the sack mouths and poured grain by grain of golden wheat kernels into the food barrel.,He was silent for a long time, then finally shook his head and croaked, "I don't want to die."。
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