"What do I need new clothes for, I have clothes to wear." He said this, but Shen Jianhua still felt very happy knowing that his wife was out there thinking about him.
Everyone wants to be cared for by their spouse and children.
"Do I not know whether you have clothes to wear?" Zhou Lanfang scolded him with a glare, "The shirt you’re wearing has been on for how many years now, you must have forgotten, right? The other one is so torn it’s practically no longer wearable."
With this one, that one can be cut up for shoe soles.
Shen Jianhua put on the new clothes and moved his arms, Zhou Lanfang helped him button up and proudly complimented, "It fits perfectly, I really know how to shop for clothes."
"Did you buy anything for yourself?" Shen Jianhua felt revitalized in his new clothes.
"I did." Zhou Lanfang bent down to take another dark blue jacket from the bag on the ground and joyfully slipped it on, "How about it, do I look good? Your sisters all said I look like a young bride."
"The kids are still at home, aren’t you afraid they’ll laugh at you for talking like that?" Shen Jianhua retorted.
"Uncle, does this look good on me?" Zhou Siyu pulled out new clothes from the cupboard, put them on, and ran out of the room with a delighted face.
Zhou Siyu’s spirit was somewhat dampened by Shen Mianmian’s comment that her clothes didn’t look good; she needed someone to affirm whether her clothes actually looked good or not.
Shen Jianhua glanced at her and nodded his approval immediately.
Actually, what’s good-looking or not?
In Shen Jianhua’s eyes, wearing new clothes was attractive, as long as they were decent and well-fitted, that was what counted as good-looking.
"My sister just said they didn’t look good, I thought they really didn’t." Zhou Siyu looked up proudly, glanced at Shen Mianmian, and became even more convinced that Mianmian was just being jealous.
Reminded by Zhou Siyu, Shen Jianhua then noticed Shen Mianmian standing by the wall. Among the four of them, three were wearing new clothes, with only Shen Mianmian still in that old military coat.
She didn’t speak, just quietly watching them, and Shen Jianhua felt rather embarrassed. Read full story at 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩~𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢~𝔫𝔢𝔱
The bag on the ground was empty, without a single piece of clothing for her, yet he couldn’t help asking, "What about the one for Mianmian?"
"What would I buy for her?" Upon hearing this, Zhou Lanfang’s smile vanished, "The clothes we’re wearing are from a factory that went out of business, selling stocks with slight defects at a cheap price, that’s why I bought them. Siyu’s clothes were bought by your sister."
The money spent on clothes for Shen Mianmian could buy enough sunflower seeds for a whole year.
If the wild seed wants new clothes, let her own mother buy them for her.
These words made sense, but as the three of them wore their new clothes and his daughter was dressed in hand-me-downs, he couldn’t help feeling uneasy.
The happiness in his heart faded considerably, and he awkwardly took off the new clothes.
"Tomorrow, when you go to town, buy Mianmian a new piece of clothing too."
A mocking smile appeared in the depths of Shen Mianmian’s eyes. Every time Zhou Lanfang bought clothes for Zhou Siyu, she often used the excuse that they were gifts and only her dad would believe that they were bought by Yang Guifen.
Yang Guifen and her husband were particularly biased towards preferring sons over daughters and had completely disregarded their daughter, not taking care of Zhou Siyu’s basic needs at all.
When Zhou Lanfang heard this, she exploded, "She’s still growing, if we buy it now, she won’t be able to wear it for long, it’s a waste of money. Siyu won’t be able to wear hers next year, so why not just give it to her then?"
When we were kids, didn’t we all wear clothes from our bigger siblings as they outgrew them?