Reborn 1980: A schoolboy's wife is a bit sweet

Chapter 172 A Leisurely Night

Zhou Lanfang's aunt and nephew were not at home, and Shen Jianhua cooked dinner. In order to show his fatherly love, he even boiled two eggs for Shen Mianmian to eat.

Shen Mianmian was not too polite, she ate well and slept soundly.

The next day, when Shen Jianhua got up, Shen Mianmian had already cooked breakfast. He was a little surprised, "Mianmian, you don't go to school today, why don't you sleep more?"

Originally, he planned to get up to make breakfast, but he didn't expect his daughter to wake up earlier than him, which made him a little embarrassed as a father.

If he doesn't work at home, and let a teenage daughter serve food and drink, others will laugh at him if it spreads.

"I'm used to getting up early and can't sleep."

Shen Mianmian brought all the bowls and chopsticks to the main room, and filled a bowl of rice porridge for Shen Jianhua and himself. He said it was rice porridge, but in fact there were not a few grains of rice in it, which was similar to clear soup.

Fortunately, there are a few pieces of sweet potatoes in it, so the porridge doesn't look so shabby.

The breakfast in the countryside is very casual, basically sweet potato porridge or a little millet porridge. The family conditions are better, and men have to do physical work, so they will make some noodle cakes.

Shen Jianhua washed his face and sat down at the dinner table to eat, "Your mother just came back tonight, dad will make you whatever you want for lunch, if you want to read, you can read it, if you don't want to read, you can go to your table with Xiao Cui My aunt is watching TV."

The last time at Zhang Changfa's house, Shen Jianhua was very happy to see that Shen Mianmian and Xiaocui had a good relationship.

My daughter doesn't usually hang out, doesn't have many friends, and looks a little withdrawn. This is not a good thing. To put it bluntly, she just doesn't fit in.

In Shen Jianhua's opinion, it's better for the little girl to be more lively.

Shen Mianmian's eyes lit up, and he followed his words, "Dad, I have a classmate who is very good in academics and is among the top in the class. I made an appointment with him before to ask him to give me a lecture."

"Yes." Shen Jianhua nodded in agreement, then asked again, "Then you at noon..."

"I won't come back for lunch." Shen Mianmian said playfully, "His family makes baskets. I made an agreement with him. He will teach me my homework in the morning and I will help him weave baskets in the afternoon. Didn't my mother want me to make baskets?" Do you want to learn a craft? This is also a craft."

Shen Jianhua felt that it was not good for his daughter to eat at someone else's house, but it was rare for Shen Mianmian to be so happy, and he didn't want to spoil her good mood.

"Okay, come back early tonight."

As for learning crafts, Shen Jianhua didn't take it to heart at all. Things like weaving bamboo baskets were done by men. Shen Mianmian, a little girl, could at most help a little, and she couldn't do anything well after learning it.

After graduation, it would be more reliable to study tailoring.

After eating, Shen Mianmian cleaned up the dishes and went to Lu Siyuan's house.

It was only after Shen Mianmian left that Shen Jianhua remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to ask his daughter whether she was a male classmate or a female classmate.

Thinking about it again, my daughter is small. Although she is sixteen years old, she looks like the thirteenth fourteenth year. She probably has no other thoughts, so she feels relieved.

When Shen Mianmian arrived at Lu's house, Lu Siyuan had already had breakfast, and even brought back all the wax gourds, borrowed a scale for selling vegetables from the farm, and even took his own kitchen knife.

"You're pretty well prepared, you're young, and you're capable of handling things." Shen Mianmian got into the bullock cart, touched the winter melon, and felt very good.

(End of this chapter)