Peach and plum bloss

Liu Zhanggui was furious, picking up a broom and hitting: "Let you eat, let you eat...",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 necklace was a birthday gift from his mother when he turned thirty-three. She said that because he had a weak constitution, wearing some gold and silver could help stabilize him.。