Zhou Siyu was not convinced, "Uncle, the military coat you bought for Mianmian, did you buy a size too large? It looks like it's almost dragging on the ground when she wears it." She was still fantasizing that maybe it was bought for her, and Shen Mianmian had secretly taken it to wear first.
"Military coat?" Zhou Lanfang couldn't focus on cutting vegetables anymore, glaring at Shen Jianhua she demanded, "You bought Mianmian a military coat?"
Shen Jianhua was also somewhat stunned, unable to explain before Zhou Siyu said, "Uncle bought Mianmian a military coat! Didn't you know?"
'Clang' Zhou Lanfang, enraged, threw the knife on the cutting board and began to make a scene, "I've been with you for so many years, and you've never even bought me a hair tie, but you actually bought that dead girl a military coat. Do you still want to live this life?"
A military coat would cost several dozen yuan more, and it couldn't be bought in town, one would have to go to the city. She had never worn such expensive clothing in her life.
Yet Shen Jianhua, behind her back, had bought one for that little bastard. She felt like grabbing a knife and hurting someone.
Shen Jianhua, with a dark face, rebuked, "What are you yelling about? I've been with you since I got back, have you seen me bring anything home?"
He then looked at Zhou Siyu, "Siyu, you explain what happened first."
It wasn't Shen Jianhua who bought it?
So where did the military coat come from?
Zhou Siyu was also curious, "I just went into the room and saw Mianmian wearing a military coat. I thought you had bought it for her."
"..." Shen Jianhua said nothing, rose to his feet, and wanted to ask Shen Mianmian, but as he turned, he saw Shen Mianmian, not knowing when, standing at the kitchen door, indeed wearing a military coat.
"The coat was given by He Nan." Shen Mianmian was well-prepared and took the initiative to explain the origin of the coat.
"He Nan?" The name sounded somewhat familiar, and it took Shen Jianhua a moment to recall who it was. Why would such a wealthy city person like He Nan have anything to do with Mianmian?
"What did he give you the military coat for?"
"It was too small for him. It would have been a pity to throw it away, and seeing that I was wearing thin clothes, he gave it to me to wear." Shen Mianmian explained softly, not daring to appear too assertive, she still needed that little bit of conscience from Shen Jianhua.
"Nonsense." Zhou Lanfang did not believe it, "This looks like it was bought recently, has he grown taller or what?"
Shen Mianmian had already noticed that the coat was about eighty percent new, probably bought not long ago. Otherwise, Zhou Siyu wouldn't have mistaken it for a new purchase. He Nan saying it was small was likely an excuse because he was afraid she wouldn't accept it.
"If you don't believe me, then go ask Uncle Zhao and Auntie Li!"
"Dead girl, you just wait. If you're lying, when I come back, I will beat you to death." Zhou Lanfang cursed as she took off her apron and threw it on the cutting board, ready to go look for Zhao Xianlai.
Shen Jianhua stopped her abruptly, "It's probably true, stop making a fuss. Wasn't this afternoon embarrassing enough?"
Thinking it over, except for someone like He Nan who could afford to drive a car, others wouldn't be willing to gift something so expensive. Yet, thinking of that dead girl wearing such an expensive military coat made Zhou Lanfang's eyes burn with jealousy.
"Achoo."
Zhou Siyu sneezed again, heavily.
"Siyu is coming down with a cold. Take off the military coat and let her wear it," Zhou Lanfang immediately ordered Shen Mianmian, "You're not sick, what do you need such a thick coat for?"
Sure enough, it was Auntie who understood her best.
Zhou Siyu was very happy inside but outwardly resisted, "This was given to Mianmian by someone else. I'll just take some cold medicine later... Achoo..."
Shen Jianhua followed, "Mianmian, lend your coat to Siyu for now. She can return it to you when she's better." Siyu does have a cold, and she really could use a military coat more urgently.