Gao's tall figure continued wiping the tables and chairs, smiling as he replied, "These days more people are coming into town, business is booming. Little Wang can't handle it all on his own...",Yang Ge took the handkerchief from the old man's hand, wiping his sweat while taking off the sack from the tricycle. He smiled relaxedly and said: "What are you saying I'm just one person, how much can I eat or wear",Eight months ago, the old man used this tattered fishing net to pull him out of the Bian River...twice!。