"You know what my mom is like, if she finds out I went to a classmate’s place to work, she’ll definitely kick up a fuss."
Shen Jianhua slightly furrowed his brows, a bit helpless; his wife’s temper was just like that, and he could only do so much at the moment.
Shen Mianmian let out a slightly saddened sigh, "So, what I mean is, could you, perhaps, not tell her and Siyu that I’m helping out at a classmate’s place?"
"If you’re out all day, your mom will definitely ask," Shen Jianhua said with some difficulty. If he didn’t tell the truth, what excuse could he come up with?
"Just say that you found the work for me, then she won’t ask anymore!" Shen Mianmian helpfully suggested with a thoughtful idea.
Shen Jianhua thought this was a good plan, "Okay, we’ll tell her that."
Shen Mianmian smiled gratefully and said, "Thanks, Dad."
With her goal achieved, Shen Mianmian was truly joyful at heart. Although she didn’t have much money now, everything was moving in a positive direction.
Looking at his daughter’s sparkling eyes, Shen Jianhua suddenly realized that his little girl had really grown up, her face becoming prettier by the day, her features and face shape even more refined than Siyu, only a bit shorter in stature.
But to any discerning eye, it was apparent that Mianmian would be prettier than Siyu in the future, destined to be a great beauty.
If only she were a bit taller, she could surpass the actresses on TV.
Shen Jianhua grew worried; he dreaded the thought of not paying attention and someone sweeping his daughter away.
Ah... raising a daughter is a lot more worrisome than raising a son.
There were some safety matters he wasn’t sure Zhou Lanfang had discussed with Shen Mianmian. He wanted to remind his daughter to be careful not to be fooled by bad people, but he found it difficult to broach the topic.
Shen Jianhua was conservative and felt that some topics were better handled between mother and daughter, more convenient that way.
Forget it, he’d talk it over with his wife later and have her remind their daughter.
"Dad, is there something you want to say?" Noticing that Shen Jianhua looked troubled, Shen Mianmian worried, could he be having second thoughts?
"It’s nothing," Shen Jianhua shook his head. "I’m going to check on the crops in the field. Aunt Zhang is watching TV at her house; you can go watch if you’d like!" Latest content publıshed on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵✦𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✦𝓷𝓮𝓽
"I’ll go read a book!" Shen Mianmian turned and went back inside the house. As long as Shen Jianhua wasn’t having second thoughts, it was fine.
Shen Mianmian had almost finished reading all the books at home, except for that English book. She went to bed early last night, quite comfortably, and forgot to read it. She even wondered whether the note was still there.
Driven by curiosity, she opened her English textbook, and sure enough, the thing inside was no longer there.
Brother He said he would regularly send her malted milk. Could it be to thank her for the note?
Well... there’s a possibility...
Maybe he was now looking all over for the person who wrote the note.
Brother He wasn’t old, and the person who wrote the note should be around his age, probably not married yet; perhaps she had truly brought together a lovely tale.
Meanwhile, inside the Lanyue Clothing Factory’s office, He Nan sneezed.
"Ah!" Li Yue, who was in the midst of discussing serious matters, lit up as if he’d discovered a new continent and, with a smarmy face, sidled up to He Nan, "Who’s thinking of you? The guy who never catches a cold is now sneezing."
You should know that just at the start of autumn, when the weather turned cold suddenly, many people got colds and fevers—everyone except He Nan, who hadn’t sneezed even once.
Now, sitting in the office, protected from wind and rain, he actually sneezed.