Jiang Yu said, "Keep walking along this road. Maybe you'll see it at night."
"That's good too," John said.
The three of them walked along the road together. When they crossed the road, they met an old man.
All the apples in her bag spilled on the ground.
She wanted to bend down to pick them up, but because of her old age, her body could not bend down at all.
The old woman stood rooted to the ground and looked around at the people around her. However, the pedestrians and the passing cars had no intention of stopping.
Jiang Yu saw it and quickly went to the nearest convenience store to buy a bag. Then, she walked to the old woman and helped her pick up the apples.
"Grandma, here are your apples." Jiang Yu handed the apples to the old woman.
The old woman took the apple and couldn't help but thank her.
"You're welcome." Jiang Yu smiled sweetly.
