Rebirth in the 80s: The Scholar Wife is Cute
Chapter 430 Internal Struggle

Chapter 430: Chapter 430 Internal Struggle

"Were you asleep?" Shen Jianhua’s face darkened instantly, "What time is it, and you still feel like sleeping?"

"I just slept for a moment, no one knew that little wretch would come out so coincidentally." Zhou Lanfang was still defending herself, "Maybe she’s still at school and hasn’t gone out."

Considering that Mianmian had over a thousand on her, if Shen Jianhua found out the money was gone because she hadn’t kept an eye on her, he would definitely argue with her.

At this moment, she was also full of regret for having slept that little while earlier, but what’s done was done, and regret was useless now. The most important thing was to quickly think of where Mianmian could have gone.

"I’ve already looked at the school." Zhou Siyu was very sure, "Sis is so cunning, she must have taken the chance to leave then."

Hearing this, Shen Jianhua also became convinced that Shen Mianmian had left, and he couldn’t hold back his anger any longer, not even caring that they were at the school gate, and he just started yelling.

"Sleeping, sleeping, what were you doing last night? You don’t sleep when you should, and when you shouldn’t sleep, that’s when you really knock out. Just sleep here then, sleep your fill."

After he said that, he glared fiercely at Zhou Lanfang, then turned his head and called out to Zhou Siyu. "Siyu, let’s go, we’re going back. Let her sleep here, good and proper."

Zhou Siyu felt a bit hesitant, seeing as her aunt had always been good to her, but then thinking of her aunt sleeping at such a time, she suddenly hardened her heart.

She absolutely had to teach her aunt a lesson.

Shen Jianhua drove off with Zhou Siyu without waiting for Zhou Lanfang, who was so angry her hair was practically smoking, and knowing it was her fault, she couldn’t vent her anger.

Riding back home huffing and puffing, the three of them were so angry that they didn’t even eat lunch.

"Now, if we can’t find that damn girl, what are we supposed to do? That damn girl ran off with so much money, where can she go? Could it be that He Nan embezzled the money and didn’t give it to her, and now she’s too scared to come home?" Zhou Lanfang’s heart ached at the thought of the money, wishing she could find Mianmian and choke her; over a thousand yuan just flew away, how was she supposed to live with that?

"You have the nerve to bring that up?" Shen Jianhua had maintained a face as dark as the bottom of a pot since getting home and at Zhou Lanfang’s words, he burst out shouting, "I told you to keep an eye on her, and you fell asleep. How come you didn’t just sleep yourself to death?"

Shen Jianhua had never used this tone with Zhou Lanfang before, he had always been quite indulgent with her, but after the previous quarrel, where Zhou Lanfang was the first to back down, he subconsciously felt his status at home rise.

Plus, with Zhou Lanfang failing to keep an eye on Shen Mianmian and all that money gone, he was really furious.

If it had been in his younger days, he would have already used his hands.

Zhou Lanfang, who had been blamed by both all afternoon and left at the school, was already angry. Now being scolded so harshly, she couldn’t hold back and retorted, "How can this all be on me alone? If it weren’t for you bringing that little wretch back in the first place, would any of this be happening?"

Without Mianmian, wouldn’t their family of three be living the good life?

"If it weren’t for her, would we even have over a thousand yuan?" Shen Jianhua hated it most when Zhou Lanfang brought up this issue during their arguments, the child was picked up and raised, what use was it to talk about those things now?

Zhou Lanfang couldn’t continue, and started grasping at illogical justifications, "No one even knows where that dirty money came from. You’re saying it might not be a bad thing, but what if she stole it? If someone reported it and she got caught, she’d have to go to jail."

"Going to jail would be her problem, not ours," Zhou Siyu said with self-righteousness, believing she was more knowledgeable than her uncle and aunt from her bit of schooling, "As long as the money lands in our hands, it’s ours."