After turning several corners, the path became increasingly rugged, yet Yang Ge's footsteps grew lighter. The heavy tricycle felt as light and nimble in his hands as a wisp of incense.,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",After saying that, he hurried into the inner room.。