Rebirth in the 80s: The Scholar Wife is Cute
Chapter 370 Ephemeral Father’s Love

Chapter 370: Chapter 370 Ephemeral Father’s Love

"So, because I had to take care of Siyu, I deserved to ride in a classmate’s car, and now that Siyu is fine, I deserve to cycle on a traditional bike, is that it? Do I have to revolve my life around Siyu?"

Mianmian stared at Shen Jianhua, her tone filled with grievance.

The child who cries gets the sweets. If you want sweets, you need to know how to express injustice at key moments.

"..."

Shen Jianhua was filled with guilt under Mianmian’s gaze.

Indeed, he had been too preoccupied with Siyu’s situation on this matter and somewhat neglected Mianmian.

However, he couldn’t just abandon Siyu and let his daughter continue riding in her classmate’s car—that was unacceptable.

As Shen Jianhua was in a dilemma, Zhou Siyu quickly chimed in, "Uncle Dad, if sister doesn’t want to sit in the front, I’ll sit there."

Shen Jianhua shook his head, "You’re taller and won’t be comfortable stretching your legs in the front."

In fact, he had another reason for not letting Zhou Siyu sit in the front.

Although Siyu grew up in his home and he treated her like his own daughter, in the eyes of outsiders, she was still his niece.

Now that the child was grown, it wouldn’t look good to be seen sitting at the front of the bike—it could lead to idle gossip.

Regardless, the fact that Zhou Siyu offered showed that she was very sensible.

"But if sister doesn’t want to sit there, and if I don’t sit either..." Zhou Siyu seemed to have made up her mind, speaking with great sensibility, "Uncle Dad, how about I walk to school? Aunt has been sending me these days, and it has always been sister riding in other people’s cars, which makes me feel guilty."

"How could that be okay?" Shen Jianhua refused without a second thought, "The weather is so hot, by the time you walk to school, you’ll be exhausted from the heat. How will you have any energy to study?"

"But there’s no other way!" Zhou Siyu was troubled, "I’m nearly graduating from middle school, we can’t keep letting sister ride in someone else’s car, right?"

Shen Jianhua was at a loss for words, and for the moment, he couldn’t think of a good solution. Mianmian needed to be driven, but he couldn’t neglect Zhou Siyu either.

Listening to the two of them talk, Mianmian did not intend to interject. Her dad was always like this; occasionally, he would have an outburst of fatherly affection and suddenly be kinder to her, showing off his paternal love.

Like right now.

He was on the verge of leaving behind the days of shuttling back and forth between school and home, and he started thinking about picking her up from school.

"What’s the big deal?" Zhou Lanfang suddenly joined the conversation, "I’ll go to my sister-in-law’s place this afternoon and borrow her car for a couple of days, won’t that solve the problem? Then I can take Siyu, and you can take Mianmian."

Normally, Zhou Lanfang would not have been so proactive, but this time was different. It was essential for Mianmian to ride in her husband’s car for their plan to proceed smoothly.

Let the wretched girl enjoy it for a couple of days.

"Okay." Shen Jianhua smiled, "I’m getting old, and my mind isn’t as sharp. I didn’t even think of borrowing a car."

"Uncle Dad, you’re busy with work every day, when would you have time to think about these trivial things!"

"Exactly." Zhou Lanfang echoed in agreement, and seeing Mianmian picking up another piece of egg with her chopsticks, she gave Mianmian a fierce glare.

Eat, eat, eat, that’s all she knew how to do with that mouth of hers.

If it weren’t for Shen Jianhua being there, she would have slammed the plate right into her face.

"Mianmian, when you go to school this afternoon, remember to tell your classmate that starting tomorrow, you won’t need to ride in their car anymore. I’ll be picking you up," Shen Jianhua reminded Mianmian.

"Mm-hmm." Mianmian nodded.

Although she seemed indifferent and knew that this was just a momentary warmth from Shen Jianhua, a transitory display of fatherly love, having some was better than none at all.

Even the strongest people sometimes need the nourishment of familial love.

Seeing her so well-behaved, and thinking of the high school entrance exams, Shen Jianhua felt a twinge of guilt. He added another piece of egg to Mianmian’s bowl. "Here, have some more eggs."

He knew that in his old age, he would have to rely on this daughter, which he understood more clearly than his wife did.