Grandma was both surprised and distressed, she hurriedly grabbed my little hand, and again,Just as I was about to scream again, a seventy-year-old man strode in, buzzing with questions, "What happened",What's the worry You, a seven-year-old kid now, acting like you're a one hundred sixty-pound strongman A big sweet potato like this should be easy enough to hold on to, why worry about getting bumped。