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

Chapter 87
Walking on the narrow road in the small town, Li Yue asked strangely.

"Don't you have no relatives here? When will you jump out, such a little girl?"

After sending that person to the police station last time, he was busy for a while, so he forgot about Shen Mianmian and didn't ask much.

This time he met again, seeing that He Nan was still so kind to him, he couldn't help being curious, the factor of gossip impacted every cell in his body.

"Uncle Zhao is from Murakami." He Nan said succinctly.

As for why he helped her, he couldn't explain clearly, maybe it was her eyes, to be precise, her eyes when he first met her.

The kind of eyes full of hope for life, unwilling to admit defeat and trying to get out of the predicament, trying hard to survive.

It was so similar to the eyes of those martyrs before they died.

Li Yue: "..."

There is no blood relationship at all, and you still help others like this?

If he didn't know He Nan's character, he would have doubted He Nan's motives for doing so.

……

The wheat in this era doesn't have any hormones or chemical fertilizers. It's all organic food. The noodles they make are not generally delicious. A large bowl of noodles with a large portion is completely eaten by Shen Mianmian.

After eating and drinking enough, the whole body was very warm, and a dense sweat broke out on the forehead.

Lu Siyuan drank the last sip of noodle soup and boasted, "When I get rich, I will treat you to noodles every day."

The boy had never eaten anything particularly good. In his opinion, this bowl of noodles is already very delicious.

If you eat it every day, you will live like an emperor.

The corner of Shen Mianmian's mouth twitched uncontrollably, "Don't, I hate noodles the most."

This is not a lie. In her previous life, she really hated eating noodles, but she also ate noodles the most.

Lu Siyuan glanced at the bottom of Shen Mianmian's bowl where there was not even soup left, and snorted disdainfully.

Shen Mianmian: "..."

Her old face blushed in embarrassment.

This body has never eaten so many noodles now, and of course it hasn't reached the point where it hates them.

Besides, this noodle is different from what she ate in her previous life. In order to save money for Shen Jianhua to see a doctor in her previous life, she ate noodles in clear soup.

Since they were suspected of being in a relationship just now, the two went back to school separately. Shen Mianmian returned to her seat, just as she opened her book, sitting in the second-to-last row, Wang Qiaohui, who was leaning against the wall on the far right, came over.

"Mianmian, wait for me after school, let's go together."

In the past, it was inconvenient to ride a bicycle to school together. After the snow, it was always cloudy, and the road would freeze sooner or later.

Shen Mianmian explained, "I have to eat before leaving. Going back with you will waste your time."

Wang Qiaohui's home is farther away from the school than her home, and it's getting dark early, if she waits for her, she will go home in the dark.

In this day and age, the Internet is not well developed and there are many bad guys, so it's better for girls to go home early.

"Dining in the town?" Wang Qiaohui was a little envious. In her opinion, eating out is a luxury. "Isn't your family so poor that you can't afford to go to school?"

She doubted the authenticity of Shen Mianmian's words.

Shen Mianmian explained in a low voice, "My father was afraid that my mother would not give me dinner, so he left some money for me to buy some steamed buns in town."

"Is your mother really treating you badly?"

Although the two were in the same class from the first grade to the third grade, they usually didn't play together, and she didn't pay much attention to Shen Mianmian.

(End of this chapter)