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.,Let me know if you have more text you'd like me to translate!,He was silent for a long time, then finally shook his head and croaked, "I don't want to die."。