Rebirth in the 80's: The Daily Life of the Villain's Mom-Chapter 236: Sister-in-law? (Ninth Update)

The two of them entered through the main gate, and now as they leave, it’s natural to go out through the main gate as well.

At the gate, they naturally saw Pei Huai’s juniors again.

These people greeted Pei Huai enthusiastically, calling him "Senior brother" non-stop.

When their gazes shifted to Jiang Ran, their expressions became a bit more complicated, and they hesitated for a moment.

After a lot of inner struggle, someone tentatively called out, "Sister-in-law?"

Jiang Ran, "..."

Unable to hold back, Jiang Ran burst into laughter.

You can’t blame her for that.

What kind of title is "Sister-in-law"?

As Jiang Ran laughed, the person who had just called her "Sister-in-law" also laughed awkwardly.

Without being conflicted about what to call her, he scratched his head and loudly called out, "Sister!"

People are naturally drawn to follow others; with someone leading, the rest of the students followed suit, calling her "Sister" as well, to seem sociable and polite.

With so many people calling out at once, you can imagine how loud it was.

Jiang Ran, while responding, glanced at Pei Huai.

For a senior, he’s really got quite the presence.

Finally parting with those people, and stepping out of the gate, Jiang Ran let out a sigh of relief.

Finally out!

This time was a miscalculation. Next time, she absolutely won’t come to Beishi University with Pei Huai.

Otherwise, being surrounded and called "Sister" is really quite awkward.

Pei Huai, on the other hand, looked relaxed, even more so than before, with a distinct smile on his face, clearly pleased.

Jiang Ran looked at Pei Huai in confusion, "What are you smiling about?"

They had been together all this time; how could she not know what happened to make him so happy?

Pei Huai shook his head and didn’t answer, "Where should we go to hand out flyers now?"

Seeing Pei Huai not speaking, Jiang Ran had no intention of pressing further.

She was never someone who forced others.

In this area, which was bustling with people, was perfect for handing out flyers. Jiang Ran randomly pointed in a direction, and the two of them walked that way.

Many people of this time had never received a flyer before.

Especially ones with pretty pictures and attractive writing, it was the first time they’d seen such.

So after receiving the flyers, not only did they not casually throw them away, they even took a closer look and asked Jiang Ran about the specifics.

Some people couldn’t read, though.

They only noticed the pretty designs but couldn’t make out the writing.

These were usually the older folks.

Jiang Ran patiently explained to them without any sign of impatience.

Listening to Jiang Ran, they all smiled, and some said they’d swing by the snack shop later to see if there were really so many tasty options to choose from.

In the midst of the lively chatter, a man in his fifties or sixties suddenly convulsed and collapsed to the ground.

The sudden incident shocked everyone present.

People these days are more kind-hearted, not many are afraid of getting scammed or falsely accused.

Seeing the old man convulsing and collapse, they all gathered around to see what was happening, discussing loudly how best to help him.

Since entering this story, Jiang Ran had been passionate about cooking, but she never forgot she was the descendant of a family of traditional Chinese medicine.

The old man’s symptoms clearly indicated an epileptic seizure.

Jiang Ran swiftly stepped forward, parted the crowd, squatted by the old man’s side, turned him on his side, and took a pen from her shoulder bag, wrapped it with a handkerchief, then pried open the man’s mouth and placed it horizontally inside.