Greeting him with his energetic smile, Liu Guanji's thin face couldn't help but blossom into a smile as well. He nodded warmly and said, "You're still ahead of me, young master!",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.,> Not until the sun began to set did he push back to the small courtyard with a cart piled high with firewood, neater and taller than anyone else's.。