Chapter 37: Chapter 37 Instigation Chapter 37: Chapter 37 Instigation “You really lost money?” Shen Jianhua stared at her, his face stern, “You know my temper. There are things I’m not unaware of; I turn a blind eye. But stealing money is no trivial matter; you can’t just talk nonsense.”
Zhou Lanfang felt slightly guilty, her gaze darting around, not daring to et Shen Jianhua’s eyes, “I… If she didn’t steal the money, where did the items co from?”
After so many years of marriage, Shen Jianhua understood his wife’s expression all too well. He had indeed misunderstood Mianmian, and he felt so angry that his chest was tight with frustration.
It was almost Chinese New Year, and people in the countryside wanted harmony and prosperity at ho; he didn’t want to argue either. Holding back his anger, he said, “How can you beco more confused as you get older?”
“Do you really believe that the perfu was a gift from He Nan?” Zhou Lanfang didn’t think she was wrong at all, “Why would soone give it to her?”
Shen Jianhua’s brow was deeply furrowed. He, too, found the matter strange. Many people wanted to ingratiate themselves with He Nan, who paid them no mind, yet he was so nice to their daughter. Siyu was still young, and he didn’t dare to think the worst.
But just because he didn’t think that way didn’t an Zhou Lanfang didn’t, “Mianmian will be sixteen after the New Year. So kids mature early; there are those who have children at fifteen or sixteen. If we don’t keep an eye on her, one day she might be led astray without our knowing.”
The little tramp had a bastard child because she had that “cheap” nature. How old was she to be able to deceive n already?
Who knows how much money Shen Jianhua had to give to that tramp back then to bring back a bastard child?
“How can you speak like that as a mother?” Shen Jianhua chastised discontentedly. Mianmian was still a child. If her own family spoke of her this way, what would outsiders say?
A girl’s reputation is crucial. Once it’s ruined, those of ill repute will swarm around her like flies, which is even more disgraceful than being labeled a thief.
Shen Jianhua was a man who cared about face and had traditional views. If such a day ever ca, it could be the death of him.
“Just keep defending her! You’ll regret it later.”
“You should talk to Mianmian, remind her that a young girl shouldn’t accept things from others carelessly.” He was sowhat unsettled by what Zhou Lanfang had said.
Their daughter might be small, but her features were delicate and attractive. It was clear she would grow up to be a beautiful young woman; it was better to err on the side of caution.
After all, one cannot see into another’s heart.
After thinking it over, he added a reminder, “Mianmian is older now, watch how you speak to her. Don’t just scold and hit the child. Otherwise, one day Mianmian will hold resentnt towards you.”
“She’s an ungrateful wretch that can’t be tad. Haven’t you seen the way she looks at ? As if she wants to eat alive?”
Shen Jianhua thought his wife’s words were exaggerated, “What’s there to argue about with a child? Isn’t she our only daughter? Won’t we have to rely on her when we’re old?”
“I won’t rely on her to provide for in the future.” Her own daughter Siyu would go to university, marry soone from the city, and then she could join her there to enjoy a comfortable life.
“You’re just being stubborn. If not Mianmian, who will you rely on? Aren’t we raising Mianmian precisely so we have a child by our side when we get old?”
As for Zhou Siyu, being a niece, she had no obligation to take care of them—perhaps just to visit them frequently.
Mianmian was different; he had already thought it through. In the future, he wanted to find a suitable man for Mianmian to marry into their family. It didn’t matter if he was poor, as long as he was hardworking and could endure hardship, they would not worry about living well eventually.
They wouldn’t have to worry about being alone in their old age.
Even if Mianmian found out about her true heritage one day, appreciating their kindness, she wouldn’t abandon them.
But his wife just couldn’t understand this reasoning.
“Alright, do you think I don’t understand these principles?” Zhou Lanfang didn’t really want to anger Shen Jianhua and so softened her tone, “Don’t you know what kind of person I am? I just talk too much.”
Hearing his wife putting it that way, Shen Jianhua finally felt reassured enough to head to the kiln factory.
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