The rooster crows three times, and the sky is just beginning to lighten.,still honest and reliable, without a trace of the recklessness and restlessness of youth!,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.。