Peach and plum bloss

The tall figure just smiled and continued wiping the table and chairs, ignoring his words.,He gently pushed open the rickety wooden gate, made of pieces held together with twigs. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a thin, wiry old man with sparse whiskers and wearing patched-up shorts, sitting cross-legged in the courtyard. He skillfully mended a tattered fishing net with a shuttle.,Let me know if you have more text you'd like me to translate!。