Rebirth in the 80s: The Scholar Wife is Cute
Chapter 251 Lu, Calm Down

Chapter 251: Chapter 251 Lu, Calm Down

Zhou Siyu was very cautious, even after she had moved the things to a different hiding spot, she did not rush to go to school.

Shen Mianmian was too shrewd; if Siyu left then, perhaps Mianmian would go through her things. To be safe, it was better to wait until Mianmian had left.

Having been used to doing household chores from a young age, Mianmian worked efficiently. It didn’t take her long to finish washing the clothes, her hands red and frozen because Zhou Lanfang did not allow her to use hot water, claiming it was a waste of firewood, though the firewood didn’t cost any money at all.

To put it bluntly, Lanfang just didn’t want her to live comfortably; she wanted to torture her.

After hanging the clothes to dry, Mianmian returned to her room, picked up her schoolbag, and prepared to go to school. Siyu, who had been waiting impatiently, set off for school on her bike the moment Mianmian stepped out.

Normally, Siyu would go to school right after eating, but today she left home later than usual. So, after departing with Mianmian, she immediately rode her bicycle, quickly leaving Mianmian behind.

Mianmian’s footsteps slowed down more and more until Siyu’s figure disappeared from sight, then Mianmian turned swiftly and headed back home.

Zhou Lanfang was about to go out to watch TV when she noticed Mianmian’s return, and her eyes widened in disbelief, "What are you back here for?"

"I forgot my book."

Mianmian replied.

"Why didn’t you forget to go to school?" Lanfang threw the lock she was holding onto the ground, "Remember to lock the door after you take your things."

With that, she turned and left.

After pushing the door open and entering the house, Mianmian immediately lifted Siyu’s pillow, and as she expected, there was nothing underneath it; Siyu had moved the items.

She sat on the bed and thought for a while, her eyes suddenly lit up.

Bending down, she took Siyu’s old cotton shoes from under the bed, knocked them on the floor, and a white packet of medicine fell out.

A slight smile formed on the corners of Mianmian’s mouth—indeed, there was something inside. In her past life, Siyu liked to hide money in old clothes or shoes.

She opened the packet, which contained some yellowish powder. Mianmian looked at it for a while but couldn’t figure out what it was.

Based on Siyu’s previous demeanor, this was definitely not something good.

Her gaze roamed around for a moment, and suddenly she had an idea.

She poured the powder onto some old paper, carefully wrapped it, and placed it into her schoolbag. Then she went to the kitchen and filled the packet with some wheat flour, folded it back along the previous creases, and put it back exactly how it was.

Whatever Siyu had planned for this powder, it was likely going to fall through.

After arranging everything, Mianmian finally locked the door and left for school. Just as she reached the entrance to the village, she encountered Lu Siyuan, who had come looking for her.

Before Mianmian could speak, Lu Siyuan, already furious, unleashed a barrage of words.

"What have you been up to? Staying at home for so long before leaving?"

"I was doing laundry." Mianmian had not yet figured out the powder and did not intend to divulge it.

"Doing laundry?" Siyuan heard this and could hardly suppress his anger, "I was worried it was Xu Haiyang giving you trouble again, but it turns out you’ve been dawdling at home doing laundry for half a day."

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, "Shen Mianmian, do you have a brain?"

How could someone become less sensible as they grew?

"I’m sorry, I was wrong." Mianmian’s apology was sincerely delivered, "Classmate Lu, please calm down."

Lu Siyuan: "..."

All that anger that had risen so high was, inexplicably, extinguished by Mianmian’s response.

In the end, all he could say, indignantly, was, "Fine fine, hurry up and get on."