Chapter 32: Zhou Siyu's thoughts
Chapter 32 Zhou Siyu's thoughts
Shen Jianhua's face sank, "Siyu, have you sold all Mianmian's books?"
He is feudal, and he always prefers well-behaved and polite children to steal things from sellers. In his eyes, this is similar to stealing things, and it is unacceptable.
"I…"
Well aware of Shen Jianhua's temper, Zhou Siyu panicked and didn't know how to answer.
Oops, my aunt must be angry this time.
But she couldn't refute it, because the book was indeed gone.
"Why are you asking Siyu?" Seeing that Zhou Siyu was about to cry, Zhou Lanfang quickly took over, "I sold the book."
In fact, all the money was spent by Zhou Siyu, and she only knew about it. Not only did she not blame, but she secretly stuffed Zhou Siyu with two cents to spend.
What's wrong with selling junk money?
Which kid doesn't like snacks?
She has no children of her own. In her eyes, Zhou Siyu is her own daughter, and she left all her maternal love to Zhou Siyu.
Siyu is a child who knows how to be grateful. In the future, she will be designated to treat her well, so that those who laugh at her that she can't have a baby can see that she can't have a baby, but she can also rely on her niece to live a good life.
Despise her? Who will look down on whom in the future.
"She's already in her third year of junior high now. What's the use of keeping those books in the past? There's only such a big place in the house, where are you stacking them?" Zhou Lanfang didn't think there was anything wrong with selling books at all.
"you…"
Shen Jianhua is not good enough.
The books are all sold, and Shen Mianmian has already asked someone to borrow them, so it's not worth arguing any more.
He sighed heavily, "I'm not allowed to sell Mianmian's books in the future."
Zhou Lanfang snorted coldly, glared at Shen Mianmian, and went to the kitchen to cook.
Shen Mianmian carried the book back to the room, Zhou Siyu felt a little guilty and did not dare to stay in front of Shen Jianhua for much longer, so he hurried back to the room.
After Shen Mianmian put the book away, he started to do his homework. Looking at the book with He Nanming's name on it, Zhou Siyu felt as uncomfortable as a cat's paw.
I really can't figure out how Shen Mianmian got involved with He Nan.
I heard that rich people in the city like to show great kindness. They feel that the villagers are pitiful and will give them materials to help them. It seems to be true.
Shen Mianmian is thin and short, not cute at all, He Nan is so generous, so if it were her, wouldn't it be more generous?
Zhou Siyu's eyes flashed a trace of calculation, and then he please put the homework in front of Shen Mianmian.
"Sister, you can't do these questions, right? Copy mine, don't worry, I won't tell my aunt and my aunt, nor my teacher."
Weasels give New Year's greetings to chickens?
"Take it, I won't copy it." Shen Mianmian knew that Zhou Siyu was jealous of He Nan's kindness to her, and wanted to contact He Nan through her.
Putting on a stinky air, if she doesn't copy it, she won't be flattered.
Will you do it or not, are you still looking for her? She just waited.
Twenty minutes later, she saw that her homework was almost finished, but Shen Mianmian hadn't asked her what she meant. The book was tightly covered, and she couldn't see what Shen Mianmian wrote, so she couldn't help sitting still.
"The teacher just praised you today. If you do something wrong again, you will be criticized tomorrow." While speaking, she still glanced at Shen Mianmian's book.
"Just take care of yourself."
After writing the last word, Shen Mianmian put away the book and hung the schoolbag on the wall, Zhou Siyu didn't catch a word.
She was a little angry, "A kind heart is like a donkey's liver and lungs."
(end of this chapter)