Chapter 448: I Will Always Be Watching You

Her parents were so tired selling wontons every day, so of course she had to save a little.

It was already hard enough for her parents to take care of the three of them before, and now there was one more; plus, because of this cousin, her parents were always arguing, and Xiangxiang did not like her.

"Here, take these two mao, go buy two new ones later," Liang Yu said generously.

Of course Xiangxiang wanted a new pencil too, but she did not want Liang Yu's money.

"Mom will buy me a new pencil," Xiangxiang said, "Keep your money to spend on yourself."

Mom said this cousin was very pitiful, as both her parents were dead, and she didn't know how she had money in her hands.

It was likely left to her by those family members of hers from before.

Liang Yu curled her lip, then took the money back into her own pocket.

Forget it if you don't want it.

Truly, like a dog failing to recognize Lv Dongbin, she didn't know a good heart when she saw one.

She took off her coat and crawled straight into the quilt to sleep.

"Sister Liang Yu, you haven't washed your feet yet!" Xiangxiang said.

"It's not summer," Liang Yu didn't have the habit of washing her feet every day to begin with, and since she had been short on water back in Yunchuan, she hadn't bathed more than a few times all year, "It's winter, no sweat, no need to wash."

Xiangxiang:...

On the other side, Liang Yu's cousin-aunt Miao Hong and her husband were preparing the wonton filling to sell tomorrow.

"Xiao Hong, I feel like our money these past few days hasn't been right." The short, stout man counted the money in his hands over and over again.

It was less.

Miao Hong shot him a glare and threw the rolling pin in her hand down, "What do you mean?"

"You mean to say that since my cousin's daughter came to our house, the money has been less, is that it?"

"Honghong, don't get upset, I didn't say that," the man handed the money to her, "The money is all here, you count it."

Miao Hong took their money box, her fingers flying up and down as she counted, and she even counted it twice; it was indeed not right.

They ran a small business; how much meat and flour could make how many bowls of wontons, and how much money could be made, were all fixed numbers.

The daily amount shouldn't differ by more than twenty yuan.

However, during this period, they had been selling as many wontons as before every day, yet the money was eighty to one hundred yuan short.

Miao Hong's eyes flickered, "From now on, keep the money box in the room where we sleep."

She knew the character of her own children very well; if any of them wanted money to buy things, they would always ask her.

The truth was almost self-evident.

"She's still a child, after all," the man sighed and said, "You received grace from her parents, we can't forget our roots, let's not mention this money."

"Just put the money away from now on."

Miao Hong slowly hugged her husband; her husband was a magnanimous person, and she hoped Liang Yu would also stop at this.

Eighty yuan was not a small amount.

Liang Yu received a love letter, unsigned.

It was written with love at first sight for her, as well as all sorts of inner palpitations, and the last sentence was a bit eerie.

I will always be watching you.

Liang Yu folded the love letter and tucked it into her notebook as if nothing had happened, then looked around; some classmates were looking down at their books, others were laughing and playing, and she didn't spot anyone suspicious for the time being.

Who could it be?

Liang Yu knew she looked good, so it was no surprise that someone liked her, but she already had someone in her heart, so this person's love at first sight was destined to be disappointed.

Although Shen Chi was reading a book, he hadn't turned a page for a long time; he was a bit nervous.

The girl he loved was reading the love letter he wrote.

He had deliberately left it unsigned because he felt he wasn't confident enough yet.

As long as Liang Yu knew of his existence, that was enough; matters of the heart required a step-by-step approach.

He believed Liang Yu was different from those tacky girls in the class; what was so good about that poser Jiang Sinian?

Calling him the school heartthrob all day long, what was he, Shen Chi, lacking?

In terms of facial features, he considered himself no worse than Jiang Sinian; wasn't it just because his parents had power and influence that these people fawned over him?

How laughable!

Having money had both advantages and disadvantages; he felt that Jiang Sinian would inevitably be tainted by the stench of copper in the future.

While he would remain clean and upright, free and easy.

Speaking of which, if he could see his biological parents this week, he had to get them to buy him some new clothes.

Autumn was coming soon, and he didn't want to wear those old clothes from last autumn again.

Anyway, his biological father looked quite wealthy.

However, Shen Chi wouldn't stop acknowledging his former parents just because he had recognized his biological ones; he didn't mind having more parents.

The more people who doted on him, the better.

It was just that thinking of how agitated Wang Daniu was last time, he didn't know if his father would be angry after finding out he had recognized his biological parents.

Thinking of this, he shuddered for no reason.

With his father's temper, it would be more than just anger; he would probably go straight up in flames.

He only regretted that his second sister wasn't home to help him draw some of the fire.

He only hoped his father would find out about this a little later.

Soon it was Sunday.

Shen Lan and Li Xuan arranged to meet him at Zhangshu Street; although the two of them had been beaten severely by Wang Daniu last time, as long as they weren't dead, they would definitely recognize their son back.

Raising a child from infancy takes a tremendous amount of effort, not to mention that they are already middle-aged, with limited financial resources and energy.

Besides, Shen Lan had already said that the angrier Wang Daniu gets, the better it is for them, as she will inevitably vent her anger on her son.

When that time comes, they will just need to coax Shen Chi well, buying him food and toys, and Shen Chi will surely grow closer and closer to them.

Shen Chi is a good child; he called them Mom and Dad the moment they met, and he sounded quite affectionate.

People who didn't know the truth would think they were a normal family of three.

"Let's go! Dad will take you to buy clothes!" Shen Lan waved his hand grandly, acting very pretentious.

Li Xuan rolled her eyes secretly, as if anyone didn't know about the pittance in his pocket.

Ever since she had known Shen Lan, she had never seen him be well-off.

"Okay." Shen Chi was very happy.

He didn't just want to buy clothes today; he also wanted to buy a gift for Liang Yu.

Seeing their son frequently browsing women's items, Shen Lan and Li Xuan exchanged a look.

When Shen Chi finally stopped in front of a pair of butterfly hairpins, Li Xuan finally understood her son's intentions, "Does Xiao Chi have a girl he likes?"

Shen Chi felt that things between them were somewhat like friends.

He could say things to them that he dared not say to Wang Daniu and Shen Dazhuang, "Yes, I want to buy a gift for her."

"Buy it!" Shen Lan said directly to the shop assistant, "Wrap this up for us!"

The shop assistant rolled her eyes, "Pay up."

At the thought that he was about to have a daughter-in-law, Shen Lan went to pay, trotting along happily.

Next, they prepared to buy clothes, the family of three looking very harmonious.

Pinminku.

Shen Dazhuang was searching the whole house for a kitchen knife, with Wang Daniu blocking him.

"You old fool! Calm down, if you really kill someone, you'll have to go to jail, and the son will still belong to them!"

A girl had just run over to tell them that Shen Chi was shopping with his biological parents on Zhangshu Street.

Upon hearing this, Shen Dazhuang flew into a rage and immediately wanted to take a kitchen knife to hack people.

"You useless old woman!" Shen Dazhuang swatted her away with one hand and took the kitchen knife out from the drawer behind her, "They only dare to do this because they think we're easy to bully! Today, I must teach them a lesson!"

Holding the kitchen knife, Shen Dazhuang headed straight for Zhangshu Street.