“I don't care about your greetings! Who the heck are you, and what do you want?!” the old woman yelled in a cantankerous voice.

Han Se-Yeon was taken aback and apologetically scratched the back of her head. “A-actually, it's nothing serious, granny. We no longer use these things, so we thought you might want them for yourself or sell them to a scrap metal dea…”

“Bloody hell, you think I'm some kind of a filthy hoarder?! Take them away!”

Han Se-Yeon made a tearful face. “B-but, granny, we didn't mean to...”

“Go away! I don't want to see you again! Get lost before I dump water on you!” the old woman yelled in anger before powerfully yanking her door close.

Slam!

The door slammed shut, and the old woman disappeared from view.

Han Se-Yeon frowned while looking back at Kang Jin-Ho. "What should we do?"

He replied with a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders, “We'll leave the stuff here.”

“She seems to hate the idea, though?”

“No, it'll be fine,” Kang Jin-Ho replied as he walked up to the handcart.

“The front gate is too narrow for the cart to go through, isn't it?” Han Se-Yeon studied the gateway before offering her opinion.

“We can just leave our stuff in front of her gate.”

“Will that be fine?”

“Mmhmm. I'm sure the granny wants to sell them later. Putting them down in her yard will only make it more cumbersome for her when she's ready to sell them off.”

“Okay, that makes sense. Let's do as you say.”

Kang Jin-Ho lifted up the heavier and larger appliances from the cart and placed them in front of the red gate. Han Se-Yeon helped by carrying smaller...