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.,The old man kept circling him, opening his mouth several times but failing to speak until Yang Ge was almost done arranging the firewood. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he grabbed Yang Ge's hand and said, "Wait a moment, don't rush, I have something to show you!",Let me know if you have more text you'd like me to translate!。