Rebirth in the 80s: The Scholar Wife is Cute
Chapter 250 Feeling Guilty as a Thief

Chapter 250: Chapter 250 Feeling Guilty as a Thief

"Do you think this is flour? That it’s found everywhere on the streets?" Xu Haiyang looked at her as if she were an idiot, "This little amount has cost me quite a sum of money."

This stuff was expensive.

This bit had cost him twenty yuan.

Had it not been for getting this stuff, he would have already taken people to deal with Lu Siyuan.

Just wait!

Once he got Shen Mianmian in his grasp, then he would be holding Shen Mianmian as he went to deal with Lu Siyuan.

Just imagining that scene had Xu Haiyang involuntarily wanting to laugh.

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When Shen Mianmian returned home, lunch was already served on the table, and Zhou Siyu had not come back yet, making Zhou Lanfang anxious.

Usually, Siyu would be back very early. Yesterday, she came back late because she had taken a fall, and her face was swollen.

Now she wasn’t back yet today, could she have taken another fall?

The more she thought about it, the more worried she became. Seeing Shen Mianmian sitting at the dining table, waiting to eat, her anger surged, and she pointed at Shen Mianmian and scolded, "Can’t you wait for Siyu to come back? Failing at studies, short as a brick, but you sure beat everyone to the dining table when it comes to eating. If nothing’s wrong with Siyu, that’s fine, but if she’s hurt somewhere, just wait for your beating!!"

Shen Mianmian had long been accustomed to Zhou Lanfang’s unreasonable temper and didn’t bother explaining or making a sound.

Just as Zhou Lanfang was anxiously pacing around, planning to send Shen Mianmian to look for Siyu, Zhou Siyu finally returned, riding her bicycle. Zhou Lanfang grabbed her and examined her up and down for a while, and finding no injuries, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why did you come back so late? I was worried sick. Wash your hands and eat, the food’s turning cold."

"I ran into an old classmate on the way and chatted for a bit."

Zhou Siyu casually responded and then entered the house with her backpack, which contained a small medicine package. She felt a bit panicky inside, walking around the room, thinking where to hide the package.

She was concerned about bringing it to school and accidentally losing it.

"Siyu, what are you doing in there? Come out and eat!"

Zhou Lanfang’s urging voice came from outside. Startled, Zhou Siyu’s hand trembled, and the medicine package fell onto the floor. Hearing the footsteps quickly approaching the door, she hurriedly picked up the package and stuffed it under the pillow.

Just as she had put it down, Zhou Lanfang opened the door and walked in, "Siyu, what are you doing?"

"Auntie, come on, let’s go eat!"

Zhou Siyu pushed Zhou Lanfang out, her expression still a bit flustered, and she avoided eye contact with Shen Mianmian.

Once both were seated, Shen Mianmian began to eat, picking up her bowl and chopsticks. Zhou Lanfang, fearing that Zhou Siyu might be hungry, kept urging her to eat more, while Shen Mianmian was treated like a nobody.

After finishing the meal, Shen Mianmian went to clean up the dishes and then returned to the room, only to find Zhou Siyu had not left yet. Her eyes flickered; this was very unlike Zhou Siyu’s character.

Usually, as soon as she would finish washing the dishes, Zhou Siyu would be gone without a trace.

Shen Mianmian picked out some clothes to change into and went out to wash them. Remembering that her pillowcase had not been washed for a long time, she decided to change it as well. Zhou Siyu, seeing this, clutched her own pillow on the bed, "You don’t need to wash mine."

"Then don’t use my pillow from now on." Shen Mianmian, carrying the dirty laundry, turned and left the room, but she was quite certain that Zhou Siyu had definitely done something wrong.

"I won’t take it, who cares." Zhou Siyu huffed a response, yet sighed in relief.

Keeping the thing under the pillow was too dangerous, and it would be too easy to lose if kept in her pocket. After some thought, she placed the item inside an old cotton shoe by the bedside.