A rough and narrow wooden board cart!
The wooden board was only half a meter square. The wood was very rotten and had barbs. There were four broken wheels on the bottom and a thick hemp rope in front of it.
If one crouched on it and used the healthy foot to push off the ground, one could indeed slide slowly on the ground.
However, their posture would be very, very ugly and humiliating.
Xiao Ning had seen some beggars lying on such a simple wooden cart by the roadside before, begging along the street.
But she had never been so shocked to see a disabled little girl and a wooden cart like this.
After all, at the age of 11 or 12, one should be able to sit in a middle school classroom and study without any distractions.
Even if her family was poor, even if she was physically disabled, the Empire still had compulsory education and minimum security. She could still go to school.
