Shen Jianhua's face darkened, "Siyu, did you sell all of Mianmian's books?"
He was feudal-minded and always favored obedient and well-mannered children. Secretly selling things from home, in his eyes, was almost the same as stealing, which was unacceptable.
"I..."
Knowing Shen Jianhua's temper well, Zhou Siyu was so flustered that she didn't know how to respond.
This is bad, Uncle is definitely going to be angry this time.
But she couldn't argue because the books were indeed gone.
"Why are you asking Siyu?" Seeing that Zhou Siyu was nearly in tears, Zhou Lanfang quickly took over the conversation, "I sold the books."
In fact, after Zhou Siyu had spent all the money, Lanfang found out about it. She didn't blame her but secretly gave her another two dimes to spend.
What's wrong with selling junk for a few coins?
Which kid doesn't like snacks?
