Peach and plum bloss

This was the only thing Yang Ge had ever asked him for help with in the six months he had been staying at the inn, and he truly couldn't refuse.,After Yang Ge's figure disappeared at the end of the street, a young man with half his cheek swollen walked out of the backyard and into the front hall, mumbling: "Boss, it's time for breakfast.",The old man carefully peeled back the layers of cloth, a beam of sunlight slanted in from under the eaves, reflecting a golden ray that momentarily blinded Yang Ge.。