Chapter 320 Are you in trouble?
"It's fine if you don't care about it." Shen Mianmian gave her a threatening look, then turned and went to the kitchen to cook.

Zhou Siyu stared at Shen Mianmian's clothes bitterly, wishing to pick it up and tear it up, but thinking of Shen Mianmian's warning, she forcibly held back and did not do anything.

It's just a set of defective clothes. After she goes to college, finds a job and makes money, she must buy a lot of clothes that are a hundred times more expensive.

She doesn't care about this heavy, tattered dress.

Although I thought so in my heart, I looked at the clothes on the bed, and then at my own, and I didn't want to wear them.

The aunt is also true. Although she is good to herself, she will only buy clothes for her during the Chinese New Year and when she really has nothing to wear.

Every time I deliberately buy a bigger one, I don’t care if it’s good-looking or not, as long as it’s cheap and durable, she used to think that new ones are good-looking, but now looking at Shen Mianmian’s clothes, she knows what good-looking is.

Zhou Siyu felt uncomfortable. She felt that her aunt was too picky. She only asked her to study hard and didn't help her dress up. When eating at night, she was not very happy.

"Siyu, eat quickly! Eat more, you've lost weight recently." Zhou Lanfang was only thinking of watching TV after eating early, but she didn't notice Zhou Siyu's abnormality.

"Auntie, I have no appetite." Zhou Siyu put the bowl and chopsticks on the table and stopped eating.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Lanfang reached out and touched her forehead, "Is it uncomfortable?"

"I'm not sick." Zhou Siyu shook his head.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Lanfang felt that her forehead didn't burn, and she didn't seem to be sick, "Siyu! Tell me what's on your mind, don't hold it in your heart."

In case of any illness, it will not be good if it affects your study.

Zhou Siyu hesitated and looked like he wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it. Zhou Lanfang was in a hurry, and he didn't know where his tendon was cramping, so he asked suddenly.

"Siyu, is something wrong with you?"

Zhou Siyu is sixteen this year, logically he should have come, some girls come here when they are twelve or thirteen years old.

"No." Zhou Siyu blushed, "Auntie, where are you going?"

"What's the matter, you said it!" Zhou Lanfang urged.

She is short-tempered, and she hates others to talk or not.

Zhou Siyu pursed his lips, "Auntie, my clothes are so old and discolored. In school before, some classmates always laughed at my ugly and torn clothes, saying that my parents don't hurt me, and I look like a beggar."

After finishing speaking, she lowered her head aggrieved, looking especially pitiful.

"Who said that?" Zhou Lanfang was furious, her expression distorted, "I'll tear her mouth apart, they look like beggars."

Although the sister-in-law really didn't hurt Zhou Siyu, Zhou Lanfang did!
Her love for Zhou Siyu is no less than other people's love for their children.

"I can't blame others for saying that." Zhou Siyu looked annoyed, "I am indeed a bit worn out, my clothes have holes and patches, and I really look like a beggar."

"The clothes are torn? Are there any patches?"

Zhou Lanfang was a little puzzled, she had never worn tattered clothes for Zhou Siyu.

She is reluctant to wear it, she will buy it for Siyu.

"Yeah." Zhou Siyu nodded, then raised his arm and sewed it on the side, there was indeed a patch.

"When did it break, I didn't hear you say it!"

Zhou Lanfang blamed herself a little. During this period of time, apart from taking Zhou Siyu to school, she was just watching TV. She didn't notice that her niece's clothes were torn.

(End of this chapter)

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