Liu Zhanggui was furious, picking up a broom and hitting: "Let you eat, let you eat...",After securing the food, he went into the kitchen as if he knew it by heart and pulled out an old, rusty hand sickle. Ignoring the old man's repeated pleas of "Don't worry about it" and "Take a break first," he left in strides, pushing his tricycle.,After saying that, he hurried into the inner room.。