Not to mention, if it weren't for Liu Zhuangui who took him in at Yuelai Inn, he would have starved or frozen to death on the streets.,Liu Zhanggui's eyes followed the cart piled high with sacks of grain, watching Yang Ge stride away. He sighed inwardly, muttering to himself: 'The wages I paid this kid a few days ago must all be spent here...',Yang Ge also slowed his pace, gazing fixedly at the sparkling river on that side. After a long while, he retracted his gaze and continued pushing his tricycle along.。