Chapter 270 Don't you think he is very similar to Ranran
Only this time, except for his face, Jiang Ran’s ears are all red.
Jiang Randie did not look up, pretending to be serious about drawing, but the drawing was messy.
Standing in the courtyard, Pei Huai stared at Jiang Ran for a while, with a smile in his eyes, then turned and left.
Listening to Pei Huai's fading footsteps, Jiang Ran still did not dare to look up.
She is really scared.
What if Pei Huai walks to the window when he raises his head?
Looking at the messy drawings drawn by him, Jiang Ran took a deep breath, put this piece of paper aside, and began to draw seriously.
Because I have already typed the draft in my mind before, now I am calm and I can write quickly.
gradually sinking into the drawing, the original flushed face also returned to its original skin color.
Occasionally, Jiang Ran can still hear Pei Jing's laughter.
That is Pei Jing playing with the toy Jiang Ran brought him.
The window is open, there is no summer heat, no need to turn on the fan, the autumn wind blows in from time to time, blowing in the ginger-dyed hair, adding a touch of gentleness.
The years are quiet in this small courtyard, but in the backyard of the snack shop in Beishi, which is far away, it has a completely different atmosphere.
Before, he always came to see Jiang Ran's uncle who was treating his illness. At this time, he was sitting at the table in the living room. Next to him, there was an elderly man who was about the same age but more energetic.
Opposite the two of them was Chen Bing with a helpless look.
Chen Bing looked at the two uncles and didn't know what to say, so he could only repeat what he said just now.
"Ranran has already gone home, and it is estimated that it has just arrived home a day. Let alone let her come now, even if she is allowed to come a few days later, it is impossible.
"Dyeing still has a business at home, there is a small food shop at home, and the business is also very good. There is also a small wardrobe, which is for clothes. Those clothes are all dyed and designed by themselves, and they have to be made by themselves. Template."
"Ran Ran also has a son who is just over three years old and less than four years old. He is in kindergarten and cannot do without her."
"If it wasn't for me, I wouldn't have come to Beishi at all."
"So, uncle, what you told me, let me make an excuse to let Ranran come to Beishi again, it doesn't work at all."
Chen Bing said so much in one breath, only feeling dry and dry. He picked up the enamel jar on the table and drank the warm water inside.
When the water was just poured, it was obviously hot.
has become warmer now.
It can be seen how long they have been sitting here.
"Chen Bing, it's not that I want to embarrass you." He said with a smile, "Have you seen this old man next to me? Do you think he is a bit like Ranran?"
Chen Bing, "???"
Chen Bing carefully looked at the old man next to the same source. After watching for a long time, he shook his head, "I didn't see it."
Where does it look like this?
How beautiful the dyeing is!
This old man, although his face is full of red, he has pleats on his face.
Looking at Chen Bing who hates iron and steel from the same origin, "What do you eat with your eyes? Is it true that you can't see anything except what you eat? You look at your eyes, this nose, and this mouth. Does it look like it?"
Chen Bing doesn’t like to listen to these words, "Master, you are an elder, so I respectfully call you a grandfather. Let’s talk and talk, you can’t attack personally, my eyes. Don’t say it, I just like to watch and eat. Even if I don’t eat it, I’m in a good mood when I see it!"
(End of this chapter)