Zhang Zian's mind was in a half-confused state. The work in the store was done by his body's conditioned reflexes. He seemed to be in a state of absent-mindedness and did not look at the person standing at the door carefully. He was sure that it wasn't the staff who knocked on the door, because if the staff came to the store, their first choice would be to go through the window on the second floor. They didn't know when he would open the door.
When he heard this familiar clear voice, a certain nerve in his mind jolted, and he finally brought part of his attention back to reality.
The shutter door was gradually pulled up, and when his gaze first fell on her legs, he could not help but be stunned.
The sewage had just receded to the level of the steps at the door, and the height was at least no higher than an adult's ankle. Some low-lying areas were even higher than the calf. Wang Qian and Li Kun had waded in the water in shorts and sandals just now.