On the stone road, there were many tourists coming and going.
Ye Bei, the man, and the old man were all sitting at the table.
Occasionally, some people looked at them.
But they left soon and did not stay long.
"I'm a lot of age, I don't need money, but one day, I will die. Although the world has changed a lot, who would be so boring to make arrangements to harm me as an old man? The key point is that I think there are also some unscrupulous old people who try all kinds of ways to trouble you, young people."
After listening to the man, the old man squinted his eyes and continued to drink tea.
"You don't have to say this; I came from a big city... that's what really happened! Few young people cheat the elderly, but more elderly cheat the young ones." The man deeply agreed.
