"Xiao Bo, don't worry about home. If you send some money, don't send it all back. Take care of yourself, and I will take care of your dad!",Yang Bo wiped away a tear, managed a smile, and ran out, "Here they come!",When he came back, Yang Bo's hands were carrying a lunchbox. He gently placed a box of fried rice in front of the old beggar and didn't speak.。