Yang Ge nodded: "Then I'll trouble you today. I'll be back before the city gate is locked.",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.,This watch was a birthday gift from his girlfriend when he was thirty-four years old. She hoped that no matter where he went, he would remember to come home early.。