He Nan frowned slightly.
On such an important day as the middle school examination, it couldn’t be possible for her to still not leave the house this late given her character.
There must have been some kind of problem.
He Nan quickened his steps, and Li Chunhua also jogged to keep up. They swiftly reached the Shen Family home, only to see Zhou Lanfang standing at the door with a carrying pole, eyes fiercely vigilant, while from inside the house came the sound of an axe chopping at the door.
The door panels had been chopped into with small slits.
Seeing the situation, did the two of them not understand?
"Lanfang, what are you doing?"
Li Chunhua was furious to the point of smoking, to actually lock the child in and not let her go to the exam; this sort of thing could only be done by Zhou Lanfang.
Zhou Lanfang’s attention was completely on the door panel. Only when Li Chunhua shouted did she react.
The matter had reached this point; it couldn’t be concealed any longer. She simply said, "That damn girl has gone mad, swinging the axe around. If I hadn’t locked her up, she would have chopped me to death by now."
"Ma’am, my mom is locking me up and won’t let me go take the exam." Shen Mianmian, hearing the noise outside, immediately called out from inside the house, "It’s almost time for the exam, and I’m in a hurry, so I started chopping the door."
What had they driven the child to? Li Chunhua, watching furiously, quickly tried to calm her, "Mianmian, wait a moment, I’ll get you out soon." Being locked up all morning must have driven her into a panic.
"He Nan! Please help kick the door down!"
Looking at the doors and windows nailed shut, He Nan pressed his lips together, his face grew cold and stern, dreadfully terrifying. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⚫𝙣𝙚𝙩
Narrowing his eyes slightly, he called into the house, "Move back a bit."
Hearing his voice, Shen Mianmian was startled. Bending down to peek through the crack in the door, she realized He Nan was standing right outside and her heart settled with joy, "Brother He."
Seeing that He Nan was preparing to kick open the door, Zhou Lanfang dropped her carrying pole and pounced on him, "This is my family’s business; I advise you not to meddle."
"Your confusion is your own, but I refuse to join you in it." To prevent a good seedling from being wasted, Li Chunhua directly grappled with Zhou Lanfang, holding her and starting a tug of war.
"He Nan, just kick down the door. If anything happens, your Uncle Zhao and I will take the blame."
Worst comes to worst, they could help the Shen Family fix another door.
He Nan only needed a moment to kick open the door.
Shen Mianmian, standing under the dim light bulb, was drenched in sweat, her hair wet and sticking to her face. She looked somewhat disheveled but smiled broadly, gazing brightly at He Nan.
Dropping the axe, she said, "Brother He, you’ve helped me once again."
Looking at her, he nodded gravely, his expression becoming even colder.
"Grab your backpack; I’ll take you to the exam."
"Brother He, wait for me."
Shen Mianmian turned around to pack her things, gathering the clothes and shoes He Nan had bought for her and the books he had lent to her.
Lastly, she dug out two Horlicks jars from under her bed. These glass jars were translucent, and it was clear from the outside that they were filled with money.
Zhou Lanfang, who was in the midst of scuffling with Li Chunhua, suddenly froze.
How could that damn girl have buried so much money under her bed?
There must have been over a thousand yuan there!
Li Chunhua was also stunned; she hadn’t expected Shen Mianmian, a young girl, to have saved such a large sum of money.