Chapter 218

"Ouch, ouch!"

The old woman's loud groans

actually attracted some passersby,

and some passersby who didn't know the truth even got very close to the old woman, then took out their phones to start filming her.

"Film away, film away, don't worry, I won't extort anyone."

The old woman said a few words to the passersby around her,

then turned her face toward the shop and shouted, "Whose shop is this anyway? How can you scatter sand at the shop entrance? I was walking fine, and just like that, I slipped and fell!"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Is anyone there? Come out and manage this!"

At this moment,

Yang Tao was alone in the shop, wearing headphones and painting her handcrafted wall mural.

So she simply couldn't hear the old woman's cries.

Seeing that the old woman encouraged them to film boldly,

and directly pointed out that the culprit was the sand from the shop's renovation,

a few passersby with very strong sympathy walked into the shop.

They looked around,

and only then found Yang Tao staying inside.

A passerby reached out and gently tapped Yang Tao's shoulder.

Yang Tao let out a scream.

and immediately swung a paintbrush back at the passerby.

After realizing what happened,

she took off her headphones and said, somewhat puzzled, "Sorry, sorry. This is a private area. How did you get in?"

"Hey, Miss, something's wrong."

The passerby casually wiped the paint off his face,

then said, "Miss, your family's renovation left sand leaking at the entrance, and an old woman slipped and fell. She's crying out in terrible pain. You should go take a look quickly."

"What?!"

Yang Tao's first reaction was to jump up immediately.

Her second reaction was, Our hard renovation finished several days ago; the mud and sand were cleaned up long ago!

With doubts in her heart,

Yang Tao followed the passerby out of the shop.

Then,

she saw an old woman with half-white hair, about seventy years old, sitting at the shop entrance groaning continuously.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! It hurts so much! Isn't anyone coming to manage this?!"

As soon as the old woman finished speaking,

the well-meaning passerby with a paint-splattered face pointed at Yang Tao: "Old lady, don't worry, someone has come!"

What's going on?

Yang Tao looked at the old woman suspiciously twice,

then looked down at the thin layer of fine sand and soil beside the old woman.

Only then did she squat down and ask, "Old lady, how are you? Does it hurt from the fall? Can you get up and walk?"

"Are you deaf?"

Seeing Yang Tao,

the old woman was furious: "I've been calling out at the entrance for a long time, and no one helped me up. Didn't you see me groaning in pain? My bones must be broken!"