Chapter 65

Yoda avoided Shi Xing's hands, which were about to help her up, and explained earnestly, "I just want to experience what it feels like for Mo Nan to go out alone in the future. After all, what Mo Nan's mother is most worried about is what it would be like if Mo Nan lived alone."

Shi Xing said worriedly, "But it's dangerous for you to walk like this." Seeing Yoda's insistence, Shi Xing had no choice but to back down. However, he kept his hands ready at any moment.

Yoda didn't really intend to put himself in danger, and with Shi Xing following closely behind, he slowly walked forward.

The narrow alleyway, which had seemed so cramped before, suddenly felt deserted. Yoda instinctively reached out and gently moved along the wall, holding onto it for support.

The noise that I had previously found annoying now served as a guide instead of my sight. The spatula flew around, making a clattering sound; it was from the house around the corner, and going around it led to the alleyway outside.

The alleyway, which initially seemed crowded, suddenly felt full of noise. "Make way."

Someone walked past behind him, and Yoda instinctively moved aside. He felt the person looking at him curiously. Being blindfolded in broad daylight was indeed a bit strange. Yoda instinctively opened his mouth to explain.

Passersby probably assumed Yoda had his eyes bandaged because of an eye injury. One person loudly exclaimed, "Hey, it's my turn to let you pass!" As he spoke, he walked around Yoda and continued forward, repeatedly calling out, "Make way, make way!"

Yoda heard the other person's voice rise and saw the person in front of him consciously make way for him. He wanted to explain, but couldn't bring himself to speak.

No one took the matter of stepping aside for Yoda seriously; they just did it instinctively.

One second ago, a passerby who had just passed by Yoda moved aside and went about his business. The next second, the person walking by also avoided Yoda.

Everyone so naturally showed kindness to those who appeared to be blind? -- Yoda (during the experience) suddenly understood what Mo Nan's mother meant when she said this was actually the place most suitable for Mo Nan to live.

He blended in with everyone, accepting the kindness of each passerby with a guilty conscience, and groped his way out of the alley.

"How is it? Can you still see?" Only after hearing that there was no sound around did Yoda cautiously ask Shi Xing.

"They can't see it anymore. Take it off quickly, we're already on the main street, it's not safe." Shi Xing looked back at the alley where they had walked quite a distance, and no one was paying attention to them.

Yoda relaxed and raised her hand to remove the blindfold. The blurry vision made it difficult to see clearly despite her best efforts, much like the cruel experience of trying to see the answer key on a blackboard without glasses when you're nearsighted.

"ah."

Yoda felt a sharp pain in his forehead, as if he had bumped into something. Luckily, Shi Xing turned around and saw him, pulling Yoda back before he was injured. However, although he was pulled back, Yoda couldn't see clearly and didn't react in time. He unconsciously took a step forward, and the next second, he tripped and fell to his knees on the ground.

"Are you alright? Are you hurt?" Shi Xing quickly approached Yoda, took her hand, and carefully checked her over.

Yoda pulled the scarf aside and glanced at his palm, which had touched his forehead. There was no blood. Thankfully, there was no broken skin, just a slight soreness from the impact.

Looking up, I saw it was a road sign. Looking down again, I realized I had tripped over a slope.

Because all the paving stones on the road were the same, Yoda couldn't have seen the unevenness from his perspective.

Shi Xing felt guilty: "It's all my fault for not paying attention. Does it still hurt?"

Yoda moved his knee, which had hit the ground hard after he tripped. It hurt a bit at first, but now it was numb and tingly, so it didn't hurt as much. Seeing Shi Xing's worried face, Yoda smiled and said, "It's a good thing you were here, otherwise I would have been disfigured."

Shi Xing touched Yoda's forehead, which was slightly red. Seeing that Yoda didn't flinch from the pain, he felt relieved. "There are even more things on the street, and it's dangerous if you can't see clearly."

Yoda nodded, somewhat puzzled: "When I came out, I could vaguely see the tactile paving. It was raised when I stepped on it. I thought that if I could walk out of the alley without tactile paving, I would be fine outside too. I was careless."

As they spoke, the two looked at the road sign they had almost bumped into: "This height is really outrageous, and it's right on top of the tactile paving." Looking at the slope in front of them, they saw a side road merging into the main road, and the tactile paving was still on top of it, but with a difference in elevation.

"Is this reasonable?" Yoda looked at the neat tactile paving. There were two obstacles in just this short section. If someone was truly blind, it would be very inconvenient for them to get to this point, let alone have the courage to continue.

Yoda suddenly felt a little discouraged: "Even though Mo Nan's home has accessible design, she still can't go out." Seeing that accessible design is there, but only those who have experienced it firsthand know how inconvenient it is to use, Yoda truly felt the inconvenience of disabled people.

Things that are perfectly ordinary to normal people have become insurmountable obstacles.

Shi Xing helped Yoda up, brushed the dust off her, and comforted her, saying, "Cities are built by people. Some accessibility designs aren't perfect right now, and we can't change that overnight. So for Mo Nan, home is even more important. It's also important to her that you can design a place that makes her more comfortable."

Yoda nodded; doing what she could do well was what she needed to do right now.

"We've decided to abandon our original filming plans!" Tang Yun, who hadn't been in touch for a day, finally responded, announcing to Yoda the choice she and Ye Xin had made after much deliberation.

Yoda's heart skipped a beat, and the next second he heard Tang Yun say, "But we will continue to fund Mo Nan's renovation project."

"Huh?" They had already accepted Tang Yun and the others' decision to give up, but unexpectedly, things took a dramatic turn.

Tang Yun patiently explained, "Actually, I only realized Mo Nan's unwillingness after hearing what Mo Nan's mother said yesterday."

Tang Yun and Ye Xin originally wanted to film the inconveniences of life for disabled people and use it as a gimmick, so they thought of helping Mo Nan's family renovate their home, which would be related to their account content and also help her.

Speaking of this, Tang Yun said somewhat embarrassedly, "I was a bit confused yesterday. After all, there was no filming content, and Ye Xin and I couldn't afford the renovation costs with our current income alone, so I was agonizing over it all day."

It was Ye Xin's words that made Tang Yun suddenly realize the truth.

“Initially, we just wanted to help Mo Nan, so we came up with this idea. We didn’t choose Mo Nan just to make a video. Since we were doing this with the intention of helping others, we had to use a method that others could accept.”

"So?" Hearing Tang Yun's words, Yoda was still a little uncertain. Although everyone wanted to help Mo Nan, Yoda also knew that it would be difficult to make a one-way contribution without asking for anything in return, given the current monetization ability of Tang Yun's account.

Tang Yun knew this, so she said to Yoda, "So, after discussing it with Ye Xin, we decided to change the content of the video. The focus of the camera will no longer be on Mo Nan, but on the before and after comparison of the renovation."

Although Tang Yun's experience suggested that this approach would generate far less buzz, since he had chosen to lend a helping hand, he still wanted to do his best. Tang Yun also reflected on whether he had been too focused on traffic and popularity, neglecting the feelings of the recipients.

"However, I'm worried that Mo Nan's mother will refuse, so I plan to go again to re-edit the footage I shot earlier, focusing on the house and minimizing Mo Nan's appearances."

Yoda readily agreed: "Alright, I'll go too. I had some new ideas yesterday that I plan to incorporate into the design."

"How can this be?" Mo Nan's mother waved her hands repeatedly after hearing Tang Yun's words.

How can we let others bear so much money? Although I don't understand how video bloggers make money, as Tang Yun said, everyone's money is hard-earned. Just because other people's money seems to come more easily doesn't mean it's a given.

Tang Yun patiently explained, "Auntie, don't worry, we can earn money by making videos. I'll show you the videos we shot before. Mo Nan barely appeared on camera. Nowadays, many people focus on the center of the shot shown by the videographer, and they basically don't notice fleeting glimpses."

Mo Nan's mother took it and looked at it. Indeed, even she hadn't noticed Mo Nan unless she looked closely.

“But…” Mo Nan’s mother still hesitated. Mo Nan, who had been in the bedroom, slowly came out and said, “I can do it.”

Looking at Mo Nan's calm face and Tang Yun's concerned eyes, Mo Nan's mother slowly nodded.

Reassured, Yoda began to share her thoughts from the previous day with the others: "I went out yesterday to check things out, and the neighbors are all very kind people. So, I'm thinking of changing the exterior door to a glass security door. This will increase the light inside, and if anything happens to Mo Nan, people outside can observe and help her."

Mo Nan's mother frowned: "Isn't a glass door a bit unsafe?"

Yoda explained, "It's just the glass in the middle, and there's a grille to block it. Moreover, the glass can be double-glazed, which not only provides sound insulation but also allows for the installation of electrically adjustable blinds in the hollow layer. When there are many people, they can be pulled up to block out the light, allowing light to pass through but not people. When you need help from outsiders, you can open it so that others can see into your home from the outside."

Mo Nan's mother couldn't imagine what it would be like, but seeing Yoda's serious expression, she couldn't help but believe her.

Yoda looked at Mo Nan, but Mo Nan avoided Yoda's gaze and said to her mother, "Mom, how about we hold off for now and move in when the renovations start?"

Yoda, puzzled, looked at Mo Nan's mother, who explained, "I have an old-fashioned sewing machine in my bedroom. The other day I heard you say that the protruding legs of the coffee table would cause bumps, and that reminded me of this one in the bedroom."

Although the sewing machine had been placed against the wall because it hadn't been used for a long time, Mo Nan's mother was still worried that Mo Nan would bump her feet while walking, so she thought about putting the machine away.

It was just too heavy. There were only two people at home at the time, and Mo Nan couldn't see, so it was a bit difficult for Mo Nan's mother to manage on her own.

Tang Yun said enthusiastically, "It's nothing, I'll help you." As she spoke, she was about to help. Yoda looked at the fabric still piled on the sewing machine. Although the color had faded a bit due to the passage of time, the pattern still looked fashionable and beautiful.

"Auntie, do we need to move all of these too?"

Mo Nan's mother looked up and said, "This is something I couldn't bear to leave behind, so I kept it on purpose. Just put it on the bed, and I'll put it away later."

Only then did they notice that the original miscellaneous items had been packed into cardboard boxes, including the clothes that Mo Nan's mother had made.

"You don't want any of these?" Yoda was puzzled. Judging from Mo Nan's mother's expression, she had always cherished these things. Why did she suddenly want them?

"As people get older, they accumulate more possessions, and they're reluctant to part with this or that. Taking advantage of this renovation, I might as well clear out the clutter and make the house feel more spacious."

Seeing the reluctance in Mo Nan's mother's eyes, Youda had an idea: "Auntie, actually, I have a way."