"Who are you talking about?" Huo Jinlan, being irritated uncontrollably, had been trying to stay calm, yet she was provoked by an inconspicuous and immature girl, and ended up attempting to slap Zhuanzhuan.
Zhuanzhuan, holding a basin of clothes, was already moving slowly. Seeing Huo Jinlan rushing towards her, she attempted to move aside but was unexpectedly tripped and fell directly onto the ground.
The ground at the entrance was not as smooth as the cement interior of the courtyard. In order to prevent difficulty walking during rainy days, a thick layer of coarse sand was spread out. Jiang Zhuanzhuan was very confused as she fell down.
She was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts in the summer. Half of her body was abraded by the coarse sand, with some tiny sand particles sticking to the scraped areas, presenting a shocking sight.
