Liu Zhanggui shook his head. "No need to rush, it'll be fine if you can return before dusk tomorrow.",He gently pushed open the rickety wooden gate, made of pieces held together with twigs. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a thin, wiry old man with sparse whiskers and wearing patched-up shorts, sitting cross-legged in the courtyard. He skillfully mended a tattered fishing net with a shuttle.,Yang Ge waved his hands again and again, wanting to say "no need to look", but he couldn't utter a single word.。