The old man propped himself up from the ground slowly and picked up a gray, sweat-stained towel from the stool beside him. He met them with a mixture of reproach and concern: "Didn't I tell you not to come again This old man is almost buried up to his neck in earth. How much can he eat, how much can he wear If you have that money, save it and find a wife for me and settle down...",The old man heard Yang Ge's words, his action of drawing water stopped for a moment, and he couldn't help but sigh again.,Yang Ge was tending to the firewood while chattering away, giving the old man instructions.。