Rebirth in the 80's: The Daily Life of the Villain's Mom-Chapter 256: Four Lower Berths

She had just said several reassuring words to Chen Bing, but he didn’t really seem reassured.

Look down on women, huh?

She’ll take them both on herself!

Jiang Ran was silently muttering to herself, but her face showed no emotion and she just quietly watched the two of them.

The train whistle blew, urging them to leave, and only then did Pei Huai and Chen Bing stop talking.

Jiang Ran and Pei Huai carried their luggage onto the train, and once inside their compartment, they looked out and saw Chen Bing still standing there.

The two waved to Chen Bing through the window, and as the train slowly started moving forward, they began packing their luggage.

When they came, each had a small suitcase, bringing all their belongings along.

Now returning, each still had just one suitcase and a carry-on backpack.

As for the other items, they sent them directly via the post office.

Though it cost some money to send them through the post office, it saved time and effort.

After storing the suitcases well, they climbed directly onto the upper bunk.

Staying on the upper bunk, although not particularly convenient for going up and down, was much better than the lower bunk in other aspects.

It took two days and three nights to get here, and going back was the same.

Having done it once, it didn’t really make it much better.

The train was noisy and bustling, making it difficult to rest or eat well.

At first, no other passengers came into their compartment.

A day later, other passengers started boarding.

Hearing someone approaching the compartment, Jiang Ran lay on the bed with her eyes closed, resting.

Upon hearing the commotion, Jiang Ran slightly raised herself and looked towards the door.

With this glance, she was shocked to find that eight or nine people had entered.

"?!"

Are there any people sending them off here?

But this thought was quickly dismissed.

Because even after the train started, these people didn’t leave.

This compartment only had six beds in total.

Even if adults could fit with their children, they couldn’t accommodate so many people!

Jiang Ran and Pei Huai occupied two upper bunks, leaving four beds to fit eight people.

Among them, only two were children.

Speaking of these two children, relatively speaking, they were both already in their teens.

The others were of similar age to Jiang Ran, some as old as Wang Cuilan.

The oldest person had gray hair, an elderly lady.

Although her hair was gray, she was still full of spirit.

When she spoke, her voice was extraordinarily loud.

Through their conversation, Jiang Ran quickly understood their relationships.

They were a family.

The elderly lady had one son and three daughters, her son’s wife, and her grandchildren; exactly eight people.

However, what puzzled Jiang Ran was that the lady’s grandchildren were in their teens, and the three daughters seemed the youngest was similar to Jiang Ran’s age, the oldest was in her thirties or forties. Listening to their conversation, none of the three were married.

If this were in the society where Jiang Ran originally came from, unmarried women at this age, though uncommon, weren’t unheard of.

But in this era, someone of this age not getting married was indeed rare.

At first, Jiang Ran didn’t understand why.

But as time passed, Jiang Ran began to understand why.

The three sisters, by blood relation, were the daughters of the elderly lady.

But the reality showed that the three were actually the maids of others.