Peach and plum bloss

After a pause, he sighed again and said in a serious tone: "You are not the kind of reckless youth who thinks highly of himself. We don't lack for food even if you don't have an official household registration. Even if the government investigates undocumented residents and finds you, as long as you spend some money, it will be over...",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.,After securing the food, he went into the kitchen as if he knew it by heart and pulled out an old, rusty hand sickle. Ignoring the old man's repeated pleas of "Don't worry about it" and "Take a break first," he left in strides, pushing his tricycle.。