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.,The old man carefully peeled back the layers of cloth, a beam of sunlight slanted in from under the eaves, reflecting a golden ray that momentarily blinded Yang Ge.,The old man, seeing his appearance, let out a sigh of relief and said lightly, "I knew it was yours."。
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