Yang Ge took the handkerchief from the old man's hand, wiping his sweat while taking off the sack from the tricycle. He smiled relaxedly and said: "What are you saying I'm just one person, how much can I eat or wear",The old man kept circling him, opening his mouth several times but failing to speak until Yang Ge was almost done arranging the firewood. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he grabbed Yang Ge's hand and said, "Wait a moment, don't rush, I have something to show you!",Sensing the old man's gaze, Yang Ge also turned his head to glance at the tattered fishing net beside him.。