After leaving the county, he followed the relatively flat horse path southeast. After a while, he could see from afar a wide river that resembled a jade belt.,When Yang Ge saw the old man, a sincere smile gradually spread across his face.,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.。