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.,Yang Ge looked at the old man with a puzzled expression, then lowered his head to look at this cloth bag.,Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!。