Li Chunhua and Zhou Lanfang, having lived to their ages, were seeing so much money for the first time. For a moment, they were both dumbfounded by the cash in Shen Mianmian’s embrace, forgetting their tussle.
Watching Shen Mianmian busy herself and pack a small pile of belongings, He Nan asked once she stopped, "Have you packed everything?"
Glancing back at the room she had lived in for two lifetimes, Shen Mianmian nodded, "I have packed everything."
What belonged to her, she took away; what did not, she left untouched.
Hearing this, He Nan said nothing more. Taking the things she had packed, he started walking out, with Shen Mianmian following behind him.
Zhou Lanfang saw Shen Mianmian holding the money jar and ready to leave the room, and she snapped back to reality. With the strength of a bull, she struggled and roared in anger, "You little brat, where do you think you’re running off to with that money jar?"
Knowing she could no longer stop them, Zhou Lanfang gave up trying, but the brat could leave for all she cared; the money, however, could not.
She didn’t care why Shen Mianmian had so much money; if it was in her house, it belonged to her family.
With this money, Siyu’s university fees wouldn’t be a concern.
"You just go ahead, I’ll hold her back."
Li Chunhua firmly grasped Zhou Lanfang and wouldn’t let go, determined not to let her delay Shen Mianmian’s middle school exams. Mianmian was doing well in school, a promising student, after all; if she got into university, she would bring honor to the entire village.
She couldn’t be held back by Zhou Lanfang.
"Li, what’s it to you? I’d advise you not to meddle. Didn’t you see her taking all my money away?" Zhou Lanfang was frantic as she saw Shen Mianmian walking out, the money seemingly slipping from her grasp.
Those two large cans of money, at least over a thousand, once taken out, would they ever come back?
That girl really hid it well, burying the money under the ground; no wonder Zhou Lanfang found nothing after searching the room several times.
"It’s her money; she takes it wherever she wishes."
No matter what Zhou Lanfang said, Li Chunhua refused to release her grip; she had made up her mind to intervene today.
If her husband were here, he would undoubtedly agree with her actions.
Following He Nan out, Shen Mianmian glanced back at Zhou Lanfang, who was grappling with Li Chunhua, and then at the earthen house, a cold smile curling on her lips.
She would never return to this place.
Zhou Lanfang, seeing Shen Mianmian walk away with the money jar and unable to break free, panicked, her eyes rolled, and she fainted with agitation.
Li Chunhua, who was worldly too, did not panic at the sight of Zhou Lanfang fainting. She went up to her, pinched her forcefully between the brows, and revived her.
Zhou Lanfang’s eyes flew open, and she pushed Li Chunhua away before running out. By the time she reached the village entrance, all she saw was the back of a departing car. Latest content publıshed on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⁂𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⁂𝓷𝓮𝓽
Overwhelmed, her vision darkened, and she fainted again.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Shen Mianmian continually touched her piggy bank, as if it was her everything, her last safeguard.
He Nan remained silent, driving earnestly. Although they were in a rush, there was still enough time to get Shen Mianmian to the examination room.
As they neared the school, Shen Mianmian saw a familiar figure from afar, approaching closer on a bicycle, and eventually passed by the car.
Shen Mianmian pursed her lips, not saying a word, while the person on the bike didn’t notice her in the car.
Through the rearview mirror, she watched the figure intently, her eyes slightly reddening, she wiped away the uncontrollable tears with her defiant small hands.
From now on, she would be on her own and had to be strong.