Rebirth in the 80s: The Scholar Wife is Cute
Chapter 371 Don’t Suffocate People

Chapter 371: Chapter 371 Don’t Suffocate People

Zhou Lanfang saw Shen Jianhua continuously putting eggs on Shen Mianmian’s plate and couldn’t stand it any longer, so she quickly picked up the dish and scraped the remaining vegetables into Zhou Siyu and Shen Jianhua’s plates.

Finally, there was a little bit of scraps left, which she then poured into her own bowl.

"What are you doing?" Shen Jianhua’s face darkened, he had thought his wife had changed, but it seemed she was still the same as before.

His daughter was getting older, and if this continued, wouldn’t she hate her mother even more?

How could he treat his wife kindly in the future?

At this age, she still hadn’t figured it out.

"There’s no rice left in her bowl, why would she need vegetables? If she keeps eating only vegetables without rice, one chicken won’t be enough for her alone. You and Siyu have been working hard lately, you should eat more."

Zhou Lanfang spoke with confidence, not feeling guilty at all. That damn girl, she didn’t even know what she was eating every day. She was growing taller day by day; in just half a year, she had almost caught up to Siyu’s height.

If she kept eating like this, Siyu wouldn’t be as tall as her.

Shen Jianhua had intended to reprimand his wife, but seeing that his wife herself hadn’t even had enough to eat, the words he had ready on the tip of his tongue ultimately remained unspoken. He picked up his chopsticks and started transferring the eggs from his own bowl into Shen Mianmian’s.

"Come on, Mianmian, eat what’s in Dad’s bowl."

"Dad, I’m full," Shen Mianmian said as she stood up with her bowl, "You work hard outside, you really should eat more."

Having said that, she turned and went to the kitchen.

Shen Jianhua let out a sigh. What could he say?

Blame his wife?

But she herself hadn’t had enough to eat.

Ultimately, it was because they were poor. He needed to work harder and earn more money.

Zhou Lanfang also realized that Shen Jianhua was unhappy, so after finishing the meal, she didn’t ask Shen Mianmian to wash the dishes. Instead, she cleaned up the kitchen herself, and after the two children went to school, she went to help Shen Jianhua.

She picked up a handful of nails from the ground and handed them to Shen Jianhua, "Nail a few more, she’s strong. Nail more for safety."

"In such hot weather, nailing it up so tightly, don’t suffocate someone," Shen Jianhua was worried.

"It won’t suffocate her. In the morning it’s not hot. I’ll open the door by nine, who can suffocate her for the whole day?"

"Then..." Shen Jianhua hesitated, then picked up another nail, "Then I’ll nail a few more!"

"Add another plank too." Zhou Lanfang wished she could nail it so tightly that not even a mosquito could get in. If possible, she would have liked to dig a cellar and put someone in there.

That way, no one would compete with Siyu for school anymore.

"After this is over, Mianmian might hate you even more. Be a bit nicer to her in the future, take it slow, she’ll forgive you."

After all, she’s just a girl. No matter how much she hates her mother, she can’t overturn the sky. She still has to rely on her parents. Hence, Shen Jianhua believes that if Zhou Lanfang is willing to change, Shen Mianmian will forgive her.

Over time, when she grows up and becomes a parent herself, she will understand that they did it for her own good.

"I got it, don’t worry. As long as this is over, I’ll treat her like a living Bodhisattva from now on."

Zhou Lanfang was good at saying all the right things. Anyway, before getting things done, Shen Jianhua could say whatever he wanted and she wouldn’t refute it.

After the middle school exams were over, she also wouldn’t let that wild child weave baskets anymore. She would send her straight to learn tailoring, to save her being an eyesore.

Knowing his wife’s temper all too well, Shen Jianhua also knew that despite her words of agreement, she didn’t take them to heart. However, with the way things had turned out, there was no other choice but to do so.

The better Mianmian did in her studies, the more necessary it became to stop her from attending high school. If she went to the city, and gradually became uncontrollable, they truly wouldn’t be able to keep her in check anymore.