However, Jiang Ran was already past this age.
Jiang Ran retracted her gaze and prepared to ride back.
The sky was gloomy today, and it looked like it would still rain.
She'd better go back as soon as possible so that she wouldn't be drenched by the rain.
Jiang Ran's luck was pretty good.
It didn't rain when she rode back.
She had just reached home and parked her car when the rain began to fall.
Looking at the fine rain, Jiang Ran let out a long breath.
Fortunately, she came back quickly and didn't get drenched by the rain.
Pei Jing, Pei Shanshan, and Pei Yang weren't at home. Only Wang Cuilan and Pei Baoshan were at home.
Pei Baoshan had recently fallen in love with reading. Because he was free, he would read the dictionary page by page to learn how to read.
Although this wasn't a very smart method and wasn't very fast, it was a good way to kill time.
Not only could he kill time, but he could also memorize all the words in the dictionary. Then, reading and writing wouldn't be a problem anymore.
You can't just do nothing because you're old.
On the contrary, as they gradually grew older and their children grew up, they no longer needed to bear the burden of life and could find something to do.
Wang Cuilan wasn't interested in reading. She now liked making clothes.
Wang Cuilan knew how to make clothes, but she didn't know how to use a sewing machine before.
However, she had a sewing machine at home for so long, so she learned how to use it.
After Pei Jing went to school, she started making clothes when she had nothing to do.
After Jiang Ran drew the blueprint, she started to cut and sew according to the size.
Although it was relatively slow, the workmanship was very good. She could make two clothes in a day.
Jiang Ran didn't let her do too much.
She let Wang Cuilan do it so that Wang Cuilan wouldn't be bored and find something for her to do.
If she was tired because of this, the gains wouldn't make up for the losses.
When Jiang Ran returned, Wang Cuilan and Pei Baoshan were both in the room.
One was reading a book by the window, and the other was stepping on the sewing machine.
They didn't disturb each other, but they would still stop and exchange a few words.
After Jiang Ran said a few words to them, he walked out and returned to his room.
He lit a stick of incense and brewed a pot of tea. Sitting under the veranda, he flipped through a very important medical book. A sense of satisfaction and security surged up.
Yu Qiqi was lying on the recliner. The recliner was made of wood, but there was already a thick cushion on it.
When he lay down, it was as if his whole body had sunk into the cushion, and he didn't feel cold at all.
Because of the rain, Jiang Ran was still covered with a blanket.
After flipping through a few pages, he took a sip of tea.
Or he could stop and look at the fine drizzle outside. It was simply too relaxing.
Compared to yesterday's embarrassing situation, today was a real life.