Jiang Yihuan dragged her weary body back to the newly rented small house.
As soon as she stepped into the yard, a bucket of water splashed out from the side.
Jiang Yihuan was drenched, her expression turning ugly as she furiously glared at the woman who had thrown the water.
"You did that on purpose."
The woman showed no remorse, speaking sharply and harshly: "I was spilling water at my own doorstep, it's not like I spilled it on your place. Who told you to not watch where you were going and show up just as I was spilling the water? Maybe you're the one framing me on purpose!"
There were five households living in this courtyard, each renting a room. The kitchen and the bathroom were shared.
This area was a rental zone where many people working in town found lodging. This also meant that the area was a mixed bag of different people.
