It was early spring, the weather was mild, and willow trees by the roadside had just sprouted fresh green buds. A few sparrows chirped on the branches, making everything seem so lively.,The old man stared at Du Ruo for a few seconds, then muttered with a thoughtful expression:,The old man saw that Du Ru was composed, and he believed a few points in his heart. "Then you wait a moment, I'll make a phone call."。