Twelve neatly arranged tables and chairs, each glistening with moisture...,When I entered the village, Zhang Laoshun and Ma Gou saw me. If they come knocking for handouts, don't feel sorry for the grain; give them a bit. But if they get too brazen, don't argue with them. Just wait until I come back to deal with them...,The old man sighed, one hand smoothing his back and the other supporting him as they sat down.。