> Not until the sun began to set did he push back to the small courtyard with a cart piled high with firewood, neater and taller than anyone else's.,When I entered the village, Zhang Laoshun and Ma Gou saw me. If they come knocking for handouts, don't feel sorry for the grain; give them a bit. But if they get too brazen, don't argue with them. Just wait until I come back to deal with them...,He was silent for a long time, then finally shook his head and croaked, "I don't want to die."。