Jiang Ran, who had hardly seen snow before, let alone played in it, now just wanted to go out and see the snow.
Just as Jiang Ran opened the door, she saw Pei Huai standing outside.
Jiang Ran, "Huh? What are you doing here?"
At this ti, shouldn’t Pei Huai be sleeping indoors?
Pei Huai glanced at Jiang Ran and handed over sothing he was holding.
"I noticed you kept looking outside, so I knew you wanted to see the snow and would definitely co out."
Jiang Ran’s eyes widened a little, "So you were waiting for here?"
"Yes."
Pei Huai had already stuffed the item into Jiang Ran’s hands, and she instinctively took it, feeling its warmth.
Looking down, it was a hand warr.
This hand warr was clearly an old object, just judging from its design.
The hand warr was made of brass, covered with a case, but the lid wasn’t fitted on it.
The lid was intricately carved and hollowed out, with narrow, fine gaps to ensure the charcoal inside wouldn’t spill out.
Through the carved and hollowed lid, the flickering red glow inside could be glimpsed, which was quite beautiful.
Although only the lid was visible, Jiang Ran was certain that the stove itself was exquisite.
Except, the outer case looked rather simple.
Not rough, just a bit makeshift.
If Jiang Ran were to make it, she would definitely choose a more attractive pattern.
Forget about embroidery.
Holding the stove would make hands sweat and dirty the threads, better to just pick a nice printed pattern.
As Jiang Ran was pondering over this, she suddenly realized sothing and looked up at Pei Huai, "Did you make this case?"
Pei Huai wasn’t at all surprised that Jiang Ran could guess it.
If Jiang Ran hadn’t guessed it, that would be strange.
"Yes. It’s not well made, just use it for now; you can make a pretty one later."
Hearing Pei Huai say this, Jiang Ran felt there was a hint of grievance in his voice.
But why feel aggrieved?
She just asked, without saying anything else.
Jiang Ran didn’t ntion the case again but talked about the stove itself.
"When did you buy this?"
Previously, Pei Huai definitely didn’t have this item.
Because, with his personality, if he had it before, he would have taken it out long ago, not waited until now.
Pei Huai smiled, "It was a coincidence, really. I just bought it today, and now we’re using it."
Jiang Ran looked at Pei Huai skeptically. Was it really such a coincidence?
Pei Huai calmly let Jiang Ran look.
After a while, seeing nothing unusual, Jiang Ran looked away.
Since he said it was a coincidence, then so be it!
Seeing that Jiang Ran was no longer staring at him, a hint of helplessness flashed in Pei Huai’s eyes.
In fact, he hadn’t lied completely.
Since the weather turned cold, he had been looking for such a hand warr.
Not only did he search himself, but he also asked friends to keep an eye out.
But it hadn’t been many years since the turmoil, and there were really not many people who had such items.
The ones he’d found before were not up to Pei Huai’s standards, which was why it took so long.
Sotis, Pei Huai was a perfectionist.
He would rather go without than settle.
Especially since it was for Jiang Ran, it needed to be exquisite.
Fortunately, all the waiting was worth it.
After such a long search, he finally found a beautiful one.
Both the size, performance, and appearance satisfied Pei Huai greatly.
After getting it, Pei Huai quickly made a case for it.
This craft was sothing he had been practicing for a while, only doing it in secret so no one found out.
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