Looking at it like this, it more or less made people feel a little pitiful.
Although she felt pitiful, Jiang Ran was not a savior. Of course, she couldn't buy all of them.
Jiang Ran held Pei Jing's little hand and discussed with Pei Jing. They each chose two kittens and wouldn't buy any more.
Pei Jing quickly chose. He chose two little white kittens. One was pure white, and the other had a small piece of black hair on its head. It was round and about the size of a coin.
Jiang Ran chose two orange kittens.
But their hair was a little long, and she didn't know what breed they were.
But it didn't matter what breed they were.
The price of the kittens was really not expensive.
One kitten was only one yuan.
One yuan to buy a cat. Who would have believed it before transmigrating?!
They didn't have an easy way to store the kittens, so they could only put the kittens in the hood of Jiang Ran's cloak.
Fortunately, the hood was big enough, and the kittens were small, so it could be put in.
Because there were four kittens in the hood, the basket on Jiang Ran's back was taken by Pei Huai.
Pei Huai didn't look funny at all with a basket on his back.
On the contrary, it made people feel that he was very strong.
Jiang Ran thought this in her heart and quickly looked away.
No, she couldn't look anymore.
She was definitely looking through a filter.
They had bought everything they needed to buy, and there were four little kittens that needed to be taken care of at home. They didn't waste any more time and walked straight home.
Fortunately, the distance wasn't far, and it didn't take long for them to successfully walk home.
When they got home, Pei Jing immediately rushed to find a nest for the kittens.
The kittens were too small and indeed needed a warm nest.
Of course, a cardboard box could be made do, but Jiang Ran didn't want to make do, and Pei Jing didn't want to either.
At this time, Pei Baoshan said with a smile, "I'll just weave one out of bamboo. It won't take long."
Pei Baoshan's bamboo weaving skills were very good and had been for many years.
When he started to weave, his speed was also very fast.
With Jiang Ran and Wang Cuilan cooking together, Pei Baoshan only needed to focus on weaving.
Pei Jing was very curious, or perhaps eager.
She moved a small stool and sat directly opposite Pei Baoshan. She propped her chin up with both hands and watched Pei Baoshan busying himself.
After Jiang Ran stewed the soup, he came out of the kitchen and saw such a scene.
Suddenly, Jiang Ran thought of her own childhood.
When she was young, she had also sat beside her grandfather like this, resting her chin on her hand as she watched her grandfather fiddle with the herbs.
However, those memories were too distant. Now that she thought about it, she couldn't even remember her grandfather's voice and appearance.
Thinking of this, the expression on Jiang Ran's face was more or less a little lonely.
As soon as Pei Huai came over, he saw the lonely expression on Jiang Ran's face.