After all, Xia Qiufang was in their hometown, and also in the county. If anything really happened to Pei Huai, she would definitely know something about it.
Just as Jiang Ran was thinking about this, she seemed to hear the sound of her own doorbell.
At this time, there were of course no electronic doorbells.
For convenience, Jiang Ran had hung a fairly large bronze bell behind the door. A rope was tied to the bell, threaded through the door frame, and hung outside the door.
If someone came by looking for people, they could pull the rope.
The bronze bell gave a rather clear sound and could be heard from afar. Once the sound was heard, the people inside would naturally go out to open the door.
At this moment, hearing the sound of the bronze bell, Jiang Ran still had some suspicions that she might have misheard.
After all, it was already dark, and it was snowing heavily outside. Who would come by at this hour?
