But this time, apart from her face, Jiang Ran's ears were red.
Jiang Ran refused to raise her head. She pretended to be serious about drawing, but in fact, the drawing was a mess.
Pei Huai, who was standing in the yard, stared at Jiang Ran for a while. With a smile in his eyes, he turned and left.
Listening to Pei Huai's footsteps gradually fading away, Jiang Ran still didn't dare to raise her head.
She was really scared.
What if Pei Huai walked to the window when she raised her head?
Looking at the messy drawing she had drawn, Jiang Ran took a deep breath, put the paper aside, and began to draw seriously.
Because she had already drafted a draft in her heart, now that she had calmed down, she wrote very quickly.
Gradually, she sank into the painting, and her originally red face returned to its original color.
Occasionally, Jiang Ran could hear Pei Jing's laughter.
Pei Jing was playing with the toys Jiang Ran brought him.
The window was open. There was no summer heat, and there was no need to turn on the fan. The autumn wind blew in from time to time, blowing Jiang Ran's hair and adding a touch of gentleness.
The years in this small yard were peaceful, but in the backyard of the small food shop, which was far away in North City, the atmosphere was completely different.
The old man who had come to Jiang Ran for treatment before was sitting at the table in the living room. Beside him was an old man of about the same age, but more energetic.
Opposite the two of them was Chen Bing, who looked helpless.
Chen Bing looked at the two old men and didn't know what to say. He could only repeat what he had just said.
"Ranran has already gone home. She probably just got home a day ago. It's impossible for her to come back in a few days, let alone now."
"Ranran's family still has a business. It's a small food shop. There's another one at home, and the business is very good.
There's also a small wardrobe for making clothes. Those clothes were all designed by Ranran herself. She even had to make the samples herself. "
"Ranran still has a son. He's only three years old, less than four years old. He's in kindergarten and can't leave her."
"If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't do it myself, Ranran wouldn't have come to North City."
"So, Sir, what you told me to find an excuse to make Ranran come to North City again won't work at all."
After saying so much in one breath, Chen Bing only felt that his mouth was dry. He picked up the enamel jar on the table and drank the warm water in one gulp.
When the water was poured, it was boiling hot.
It was already warm now.
It was evident from this that they had been sitting here for a long time.
"Chen Bing, it's not that I want to make things difficult for you."
Jiang Tongyuan smiled and said, "Do you see this old man beside me? Don't you think he looks a little like Ranran?"
Chen Bing: "???"
Chen Bing looked carefully at the old man beside Jiang Tongyuan. After looking at him for a long time, he shook his head and said, "I can't tell."
How did they look alike?
Ranran was so good-looking!
Although this old man's face was rosy, it was full of wrinkles.
Jiang Tongyuan looked at Chen Bing with disappointment. "What are your eyes for?
Is it true that you can't see anything other than food?
Look at these eyes, this nose, this mouth. Don't they look a lot like Ranran's? "
Chen Bing didn't like to hear this. "Sir, you're an elder, that's why I address you as Sir.
We can talk, but you can't make personal attacks. My eyes … You don't say, I like to look at food. Even if I don't eat, I'll be in a good mood when I see it! "