Twelve neatly arranged tables and chairs, each glistening with moisture...,The old man kept circling him, opening his mouth several times but failing to speak until Yang Ge was almost done arranging the firewood. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he grabbed Yang Ge's hand and said, "Wait a moment, don't rush, I have something to show you!",Yang Ge waved his hands again and again, wanting to say "no need to look", but he couldn't utter a single word.。