Back To The 90s: The Resilient Daughter-In-Law-Chapter 2037 - 2055: What Are You Good At?

"This..." Shen Weixing really didn’t dare to leave.

Shen Zian understood his concerns, and whispered, "Third Uncle, you go ahead and do your work! I’m here to keep an eye on things, they won’t quarrel again, and I won’t let them fight either."

Having his worries guessed by his niece, Shen Weixing’s old face blushed, but today Little An really made him see her in a new light, "Little An has really grown up and become sensible."

Shen Weixing felt very gratified.

"Hehe..." Shen Zian thought of the things the original self did in her dreams, and blushed for her.

"Third Uncle, don’t worry. Although my mom can be unreasonable and stubborn, at least she’s willing to listen to me." Li Erhua was actually quite nice to the kids.

Only then was Shen Weixing relieved, rubbing his son’s head, he went to the kitchen and after saying something to Zhao Honglian, hurriedly left.

"Cousin You Ping." Shen Zihang stood in front of Shen Zian, looking up at her, his kitten-like face full of curiosity.

Shen Zian’s hair nearly stood on end when she heard the nickname Cousin You Ping. What kind of nickname was that? It’s awful, doesn’t suit her at all, and has no authority. Wouldn’t it be embarrassing to yell out such a nickname?

"What do you want?" Shen Zian asked stiffly and harshly.

The brat Shen Zihang was so startled by her that he took a step back, too scared to say what he was about to. He thought to himself, how did Cousin You Ping become so fierce? It’s already hard for Cousin You Ping to find a partner, and now that she’s this scary, won’t she end up staying single, eating and drinking for free at their house?

Shen Zihang wore a worried expression.

"If you have something to say, say it quickly." If there wasn’t anything, she was going to teach this brat a lesson and tell him it’s not polite to give people nicknames.

Shen Zihang thought for a moment, then asked eagerly, "Can you come play with me tomorrow?"

"Play with you?" What on earth? Has Shen Zian really fallen to the point where she has to tag along with a brat?

"Well... Zhao Dabao from our courtyard always has his brother taking him to play, and his brother is really formidable. I want a sister who can back me up too."

Are kids so realistic nowadays? Understanding cliques at such a young age.

Shen Zian was amazed, instinctively wanting to refuse, but then she remembered her original self came here because her parents wanted her to find a partner and get married. But she didn’t have any intention of finding a partner, let alone getting married, so she shouldn’t follow the previous ways.

"Alright! I’ll take you under my wing tomorrow." Shen Zian agreed.

Shen Zihang cheered, so excited he was dancing with joy, "Oh! I finally have someone to back me up, that’s great."

After cheering, he eagerly asked with sparkling eyes, "So what can you do? What are you good at?"

Shen Zian sneered, "I, the great aunt, can do anything."

"Really? Don’t lie to me." Shen Zihang wore a doubtful look, his eyes saying ’I see through you, you’re just boasting’, "My grandma said you don’t even pick up a fallen oil bottle, so that’s why I call you Cousin You Ping."

Ha! So, it turns out the nickname You Ping I saw in the dream was yelled out by this kid leading the charge.

Shen Zian pinched Shen Zihang’s ear, sneering, "You brat, I think you need to be taught a lesson. Call me You Ping one more time, and I’ll let you know why the flowers are so red."

Shen Zihang, being twisted, tilted his head, persistently shouting, "Cousin You Ping, Cousin You Ping, Cousin You Ping."

This little rascal really needs some discipline! In the past, anyone who dared give her a nickname was tired of living. Now, even a little kid dared to give her a nickname. "Keep calling me that, and see if I’ll still back you up tomorrow."