Stone That Hits the Foot

Lao He is a man with a nice smile who loves to take advantage. He sells pork and has a noodle stall. A one-way, two-lane road stands in a prosperous area of ​​the city. Every morning, Lao He felt that there was not enough space, so he placed the noodle stall on the same road. It was the climax of work at this time. Some people went back to the garage to pick up their cars and had to pass through this road, while others were coming from the opposite direction. For a while, the cars were like snails, unable to move forward. Anxious grumbles poked their heads out of the car window.