"Uncle, Auntie, after I get this money, I will give it to you," Zhou Siyu sweetly said as she clung to Zhou Lanfang's arm, swaying and acting coy.
"We don't want it from you, you keep it and buy what you like," There was no intention in Shen Jianhua's mind to take his niece's prize money, but hearing her say she would give it to them, not her own parents, still made him quite happy.
Right after dinner, Zhou Lanfang, without even cleaning up the plates and chopsticks, hurried to take Zhou Siyu to school.
As they left the village, Zhou Lanfang boasted to everyone she met, "Siyu got an improvement award; the teacher asked the parents to come too."
Hearing this, everyone lavished praise upon Zhou Siyu and Zhou Lanfang did not forget to dig at Shen Mianmian in the process.
"Indeed! Siyu has always been good in her studies. If Mianmian were the same, I could worry less. Look, the teacher has asked for her parents to come to the school again, most likely it's another complaint."
