Chapter 320： Are you in trouble?
Chapter 320 Are you here?
"It's fine if it's not rare." Shen Mianmian gave her a menacing look, then turned around and went to the kitchen to cook.
Zhou Siyu stared at Shen Mianmian's clothes angrily, wishing to pick it up and shred it, but thinking of Shen Mianmian's warning, she forcibly held back and did not do anything.
It was just a set of defective clothes. After she went to college, got a job and made money, she must have bought a lot of clothes that were a hundred times more expensive.
She doesn't care about this tattered dress.
Although I thought so in my heart, I looked at the clothes on the bed, and then looked at the clothes on my body. I disliked them and didn't want to wear them.
Aunt is also true. Although she is kind to herself, she only buys clothes for her during the Chinese New Year and when she really has no clothes to wear.
Every time I deliberately buy a bigger size, it doesn't matter if it looks good or not, just cheap and durable. She used to think that new is good-looking, but now she sees Shen Mianmian's clothes, and she knows what good-looking is.
Zhou Siyu felt uncomfortable and felt that her aunt was too stingy. She only asked her to study hard and did not help her dress up. When she ate dinner at night, she was not very happy.
"Siyu, eat quickly! Eat more, you have lost weight recently." Zhou Lanfang was thinking about watching TV after eating early, but did not find Zhou Siyu unusual.
"Aunt, I have no appetite." Zhou Siyu put the tableware and chopsticks on the table and simply stopped eating.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Lanfang reached out and touched her forehead, "Are you uncomfortable?"
"I'm not sick." Zhou Siyu shook his head.
"What's wrong with that?" Zhou Lanfang touched her forehead and it wasn't hot, and it didn't look like she was sick, "Siyu! If you have anything on your mind, tell me, don't keep it in your heart."
If something happens to you, it will not be good for your study.
Zhou Siyu hesitated to say something, but didn't know how to say it. Zhou Lanfang was in a hurry, and he didn't know which muscle cramped, and suddenly asked a question.
"Siyu, are you here?"
Zhou Siyu is 16 years old this year, and it should have come a long time ago. Some little girls came when they were 12 or 13 years old.
"No." Zhou Siyu blushed, "Aunt, where do you want to go?"
"What's the matter, you said it!" Zhou Lanfang urged.
She is impatient, and she doesn't want to say anything.
Zhou Siyu pursed his lips, "Aunt, my clothes are old and discolored. At school, some classmates always laughed at my clothes as ugly and torn, saying that my parents don't hurt, like a beggar begging for food."
After , she bowed her head aggrievedly, looking especially pitiful.
"Who said that?" Zhou Lanfang was furious, her expression distorted, "I'll tear her mouth apart, they're like beggars begging for food."
Although brother and sister-in-law really don't hurt Zhou Siyu, Zhou Lanfang hurts!
Her love for Zhou Siyu is no less than that of other people's children.
"I can't blame others for saying that." Zhou Siyu looked annoyed, "I did wear a bit torn, my clothes were ripped, and there were patches. It does look a bit like a beggar."
"The clothes are torn? Are there patches?"
Zhou Lanfang was a little puzzled, she never wore tattered clothes for Zhou Siyu.
She is reluctant to wear it, she will buy it for Siyu.
"Well." Zhou Siyu nodded, then raised his arm, there was indeed a patch on the side seam.
"When did this break, I didn't listen to you!"
Zhou Lanfang blamed herself a little. During this period of time, in addition to taking Zhou Siyu to school, she just watched TV. Her niece's clothes were torn, and she didn't notice it.
(end of this chapter)
"It's fine if it's not rare." Shen Mianmian gave her a menacing look, then turned around and went to the kitchen to cook.
Zhou Siyu stared at Shen Mianmian's clothes angrily, wishing to pick it up and shred it, but thinking of Shen Mianmian's warning, she forcibly held back and did not do anything.
It was just a set of defective clothes. After she went to college, got a job and made money, she must have bought a lot of clothes that were a hundred times more expensive.
She doesn't care about this tattered dress.
Although I thought so in my heart, I looked at the clothes on the bed, and then looked at the clothes on my body. I disliked them and didn't want to wear them.
Aunt is also true. Although she is kind to herself, she only buys clothes for her during the Chinese New Year and when she really has no clothes to wear.
Every time I deliberately buy a bigger size, it doesn't matter if it looks good or not, just cheap and durable. She used to think that new is good-looking, but now she sees Shen Mianmian's clothes, and she knows what good-looking is.
Zhou Siyu felt uncomfortable and felt that her aunt was too stingy. She only asked her to study hard and did not help her dress up. When she ate dinner at night, she was not very happy.
"Siyu, eat quickly! Eat more, you have lost weight recently." Zhou Lanfang was thinking about watching TV after eating early, but did not find Zhou Siyu unusual.
"Aunt, I have no appetite." Zhou Siyu put the tableware and chopsticks on the table and simply stopped eating.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Lanfang reached out and touched her forehead, "Are you uncomfortable?"
"I'm not sick." Zhou Siyu shook his head.
"What's wrong with that?" Zhou Lanfang touched her forehead and it wasn't hot, and it didn't look like she was sick, "Siyu! If you have anything on your mind, tell me, don't keep it in your heart."
If something happens to you, it will not be good for your study.
Zhou Siyu hesitated to say something, but didn't know how to say it. Zhou Lanfang was in a hurry, and he didn't know which muscle cramped, and suddenly asked a question.
"Siyu, are you here?"
Zhou Siyu is 16 years old this year, and it should have come a long time ago. Some little girls came when they were 12 or 13 years old.
"No." Zhou Siyu blushed, "Aunt, where do you want to go?"
"What's the matter, you said it!" Zhou Lanfang urged.
She is impatient, and she doesn't want to say anything.
Zhou Siyu pursed his lips, "Aunt, my clothes are old and discolored. At school, some classmates always laughed at my clothes as ugly and torn, saying that my parents don't hurt, like a beggar begging for food."
After , she bowed her head aggrievedly, looking especially pitiful.
"Who said that?" Zhou Lanfang was furious, her expression distorted, "I'll tear her mouth apart, they're like beggars begging for food."
Although brother and sister-in-law really don't hurt Zhou Siyu, Zhou Lanfang hurts!
Her love for Zhou Siyu is no less than that of other people's children.
"I can't blame others for saying that." Zhou Siyu looked annoyed, "I did wear a bit torn, my clothes were ripped, and there were patches. It does look a bit like a beggar."
"The clothes are torn? Are there patches?"
Zhou Lanfang was a little puzzled, she never wore tattered clothes for Zhou Siyu.
She is reluctant to wear it, she will buy it for Siyu.
"Well." Zhou Siyu nodded, then raised his arm, there was indeed a patch on the side seam.
"When did this break, I didn't listen to you!"
Zhou Lanfang blamed herself a little. During this period of time, in addition to taking Zhou Siyu to school, she just watched TV. Her niece's clothes were torn, and she didn't notice it.
(end of this chapter)
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