"Oh, it’s you, young lady," Lin Wan came a few times, each time buying a lot of soap. She couldn’t remember all at once, but after visiting several times, she remembered.
"Where are you feeling uncomfortable?" Lin Wan said as she took out her handkerchief to wipe Han Ying’s sweat.
"Sigh, it’s the old trouble, my old rheumatism. It’s been really painful these days. I just didn’t stand well and fell. Now my foot hurts even more."
"Let me take you to the hospital." Lin Wan worriedly touched Grandma’s foot, and as soon as she touched it, Grandma gasped in pain; it seemed the foot was seriously injured.
"Thank you for your kindness, young lady, but you’re too delicate to move me. Could you please visit our next-door neighbor and tell them that I’ve fallen?"
"Okay," Lin Wan knew that next door, Mr. Jin and his wife get along well with Grandma. In the past life, when Han Yi wasn’t around, they often helped her and Grandma, though Aunt Jin didn’t think much of her and wasn’t very friendly whenever she visited.
Mrs. Jin disapproved of her young granddaughter-in-law, who was from the countryside but acted like a city person, too delicate to do anything, making such elderly people do laundry and cook. When she couldn’t bear it, she would say a few things. Sometimes she’d say things Lin Wan didn’t like. Lin Wan often resented her, but looking back, she realized she was quite ungrateful. Lin Wan hurried over to the Jin Family next door, thankful that they were home. Uncle Jin and Aunt Jin are only in their forties; they originally had a son and a daughter. The daughter died of starvation when she was young, and the son, eager to save food for the family, joined the army at thirteen or fourteen and unfortunately died.
The couple makes pastries and snacks, relying on these skills, opening a shop in front of their house, just like Grandma’s, adjacent to a small store.
Aunt Jin manages the shop daily, while Uncle Jin rides a bicycle with two wooden boxes hanging at the back, peddling through the streets, living quite comfortably.
"Excuse me, are you Uncle Jin? Grandma Han next door fell and hurt herself in her house. Could you please come over to help?"
Mr. Jin, hearing it was Han Dagugu’s house, quickly nodded and mentioned it to Mrs. Jin inside, then headed to the Han Family.
Mr. Jin and Aunt Jin, along with them, managed to get Grandma onto a cart, and they quickly pushed it to a nearby clinic.
The foot was sprained, the bones misplaced, but luckily the old doctor at the clinic was skilled and set the bones correctly.
The foot was badly swollen; she would need to rest at home for a while.
Seeing no major issues, Lin Wan relaxed with a sigh of relief.
"Young lady, we owe you for this time. If not for you, Han Dagugu would have suffered." On the way back, Aunt Jin shaded Grandma with an umbrella and chatted with Lin Wan.
"Indeed, if the young lady hadn’t come to the shop to buy things, I might have ’passed away’ this time. So thanks to you," Han Ying’s foot was twisted, but apart from some pain, her spirits were high. Hearing Xiao Hui’s words, she chimed in quickly.
"This was merely a coincidence; anyone would have helped. No need to thank me."
"We must thank you. Even if it was coincidental, it’s fate. Where does the young lady live? I haven’t seen you around this area?" Aunt Jin was the chatty type.
"I live over by West Bridge. My workplace is close to here. I heard Grandma Han’s soap is very effective, so I come by every so often."
"Oh... so that’s the case. Dagugu’s soap is indeed better than what’s sold outside; the young lady has an eye for quality. After all this, I didn’t catch your name."
"Lin Wan, Auntie can call me Xiao Wan or Xiao Lin."
"Lin Wan? What a nice name," Grandma Han smiled faintly from her position on the cart.