“You—you!” The old lady pointed at me, ready to scream, but her stomach cramped violently, and the mess kept coming.

The onlookers all covered their noses and stared at her with disgust.

“Lady, go home! Your pants are ruined!”“Leave! This is disgusting, how are we supposed to play cards?!”“I can’t take this, I’m out.”“At your age, soiling yourself?!”“Please go home! My shop’s right next door—no one’s gonna eat there now!”

Everyone jeered and complained. Even her thick skin couldn’t take it anymore.

She clutched her stomach, covered her face, and ran away.

A trail of brownish mess stretched behind her along the floor.

I felt nauseous. “Everyone disperse. Stay any...