still honest and reliable, without a trace of the recklessness and restlessness of youth!,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.,Eight months ago, the old man used this tattered fishing net to pull him out of the Bian River...twice!。