Pei Huai said as he started walking outside. Jiang Ran saw this and also stood up, walking out together.
Seeing Jiang Ran following, Pei Huai didn’t say much, but slowed his pace, waiting for Jiang Ran to catch up, then continued walking out together with her.
The others in the room watched them leave side by side and all had knowing smiles on their faces.
Not to mention anything else, just seeing Jiang Ran and Pei Huai standing together, they appeared exceptionally striking.
Moreover, watching their interaction felt sweet, as if tasting honey.
Jiang Ran and Pei Huai quickly reached the main gate.
As the two walked, the copper bell kept ringing the whole way.
The people outside seemed very eager, pulling the rope repeatedly.
Normally, the sound of the copper bell was quite pleasant, but in their urgency, it sounded quite disordered and somewhat harsh.
Jiang Ran furrowed her brow and asked, "Who is it?"
The person outside seemed to hear the voice and stopped pulling the rope.
Immediately following, Jiang Ran heard a nervous voice.
"Who are you?"
Jiang Ran, "???"
Upon hearing these four words, Jiang Ran even doubted whether she had heard incorrectly.
But when she turned her head and saw Pei Huai next to her also frowning, Jiang Ran realized she hadn’t misheard.
At this moment, the voice outside sounded again.
"Who are you?"
Hearing this again, Jiang Ran’s frown deepened, "Who are you?"
Clearly, this person came knocking but asked who she was. What’s wrong with this person?
"I’m looking for Wang Cuilan and Pei Baoshan. Is this the house of Wang Cuilan and Pei Baoshan?"
Jiang Ran and Pei Huai exchanged a glance, both seeing the confusion on each other’s faces.
Though puzzled, the person outside had already mentioned the names Wang Cuilan and Pei Baoshan, clearly indicating they were acquaintances, so they had to open the door.
Pei Huai stepped forward and opened the main door.
As the door opened, Jiang Ran also saw the people outside.
Previously, only a woman spoke, so Jiang Ran instinctively thought there was only one woman outside.
But after opening the door, Jiang Ran realized there was more than just one person.
Not only one; there stood eight people outside.
At the front stood a woman who looked about ten years older than Wang Cuilan, with a nervous and anxious expression.
Behind the woman stood a man of about the same age as her.
Further back, there were young men and women and children of about the same age as Pei Jing.
This was an entire family.
Jiang Ran looked at them, her brow constantly furrowed.
Because, in her memory, this family didn’t exist.
Neither she nor the original owner knew such a family.
With the strangers, Jiang Ran didn’t take the initiative to speak, instead looking at Pei Huai beside her.
Pei Huai also frowned at this moment, but his eyes had a hint of uncertainty.
It felt like Pei Huai recognized the people before him but wasn’t sure.
"Is it... Pei Huai?"
"Are you Pei Huai?"
The woman spoke again, her voice trembling.
But Jiang Ran also noticed she was not only excited and nervous; more importantly, she was cold.
Not just her, but everyone behind her was also cold.
They wore tattered cotton coats, blackened and exposing cotton, clearly not warm.