Peach and plum bloss

He gently pushed open the rickety wooden gate, made of pieces held together with twigs. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a thin, wiry old man with sparse whiskers and wearing patched-up shorts, sitting cross-legged in the courtyard. He skillfully mended a tattered fishing net with a shuttle.,Yang Ge was confused, but he still waited where he was told.,Yang Ge choked back tears, reaching out with one hand to tightly grasp the old man's rough, thin hand, and said hoarsely: "You... You don't have to die!"。