Grandma Wu halted her steps, her pupils dilating, as a smile began to form on her face, "That would be a great help." As she spoke, she turned around, realizing the young girl looked even more delicate and pretty than usual.
"It's no trouble." An Yin replied softly.
Grandma Wu turned happily, "Then follow me home to get the clothes."
"Alright."
Going down the stairs, Grandma Wu walked very slowly, and An Yin deliberately slowed down her pace.
One of Grandma Wu's rooms was right opposite An Yin's house. When Grandma Wu pushed open the door, a strong, unpleasant damp smell came wafting out, making An Yin feel quite uncomfortable. She discreetly held her breath.
The already narrow house was cluttered with miscellaneous items, making the pathway even a bit cramped. An Yin followed behind Grandma Wu apprehensively. As they reached the balcony, An Yin looked up to see clothes hanging densely on a long stainless steel rod above.
