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MTL - Rebirth 80: Xueba’s Wife is a Little Sweet-Chapter 9 question
Chapter 9 Questioning
Zhao Xianlai snorted and said to Zhou Lanfang: "Okay, don't scream and scream, this is your family business, and I shouldn't care about it, but the children were beaten like this, they all ran to my house, and I too I can't help but ask, make a promise that you won't be allowed to beat Mianmian again in the future."
Bah, you know it's her family business? The wild seed she raised could fight whatever she wanted, Zhou Lanfang cursed in her heart, but her voice was not small.
Zhao Xianlai ignored her and turned to look at Shen Jianhua, "Jianhua, since Mianmian's academic performance is not good because of family reasons, then she goes to school..."
Shen Jianhua interrupted Zhao Xianlai with a look of embarrassment, "Village chief, it's not that I don't want Mianmian to go to school, you already know the situation of my family, now I'm unemployed, and I won't get a kiln salary if I look for a job. Gao, I can't support two high school students at all, let alone go to college in the future, Siyu's grades are better..."
The rest of the words, he did not continue to say, but the meaning of the expression is already very obvious.
"dad…"
I thought she knew the truth. Even out of guilt, Shen Jianhua would agree to her reading. It turned out that she thought too much. Although Zhou Lanfang instigated it, this was Shen Jianhua's inner decision, right? Just let Zhou Lanfang be the bad guy.
Shen Jianhua's eyes dodged, he didn't dare to look directly at Shen Mianmian.
Zhao Xianlai looked at Shen Mianmian with an apologetic expression, he couldn't help with this task.
Going to school in the 1980s was not free. Even if Shen Jianhua was not unemployed, it would be difficult to support two students. As a village chief, how could he persuade others when he knew the conditions of their families?
"Dad, am I your own?" Doudou's big tears fell from her eyes, but she bit her lip and didn't cry out. With the scars on her arms and legs, it was even more pitiful than the cabbage in the TV series. .
This question asked Shen Jianhua's weakness, "What are you asking? Back then, your mother and I could not support ourselves, so how could we have rations to support other people's babies?"
As soon as Zhou Lanfang became anxious, he stopped crying, and stood up in a sigh, "You **** girl, have you listened to some immortal babbling?" After raising her for more than ten years, she finally managed to work and make money. When the time comes, this dead girl can't be allowed to discover the truth.
Shen Mianmian sneered from the bottom of his heart, but pressed on with grievances on his face, "How can a father not let his own daughter go to school, but support someone else's daughter? No matter how well someone else's daughter studies, can she still give you old age?"
She deliberately deepened the word pension.
The illegitimate daughter is also closer than your niece, right?
Shen Jianhua: "..." He couldn't catch up, but Mianmian was right. When Zhou Siyu took over, he was already eight or nine years old, and he usually went home. Now it sounds nice, but whether he will give him old age in the future, or not? It's hard to tell.
Zhou Lanfang raised her hand and poked Shen Mianmian's forehead vigorously, shrinking Shen Mianmian in fright, "You motherfucker, you have learned to sow discord, Siyu is better than you, that is, you are more qualified to study than you."
If it wasn't for her pregnancy and miscarriage that led to infertility, how could she have tolerated Shen Mianmian in the Shen family for so many years?
"If you talk, what do you do with your hands?" Shen Jianhua glared at Zhou Lanfang, then pulled Shen Mianmian behind him. The village chief was watching, not knowing how to restrain himself.
"This dead girl doesn't study well and is still arguing with Siyu, so I can take care of it?" She couldn't give in on this matter. She had always been bad to this dead girl. If she had the ability in the future, she might have to take revenge on her.
(end of this chapter)