Zhou Siyu was curious and wanted to have a look, but Shen Mianmian stuffed it directly into her pocket.
She rolled her eyes, who was eager to see?
In those days, everyone wore big shorts, and no one wore such small shorts. In her opinion, it was because they couldn't afford to buy bigger ones and could only buy such a small amount of fabric.
When she couldn't find any money on Shen Mianmian, Zhou Lanfang's temper flared up. If it weren't for the fact that the wretched girl was now particularly good at tattling, she would have dragged the little wild breed over for a beating.
The more she looked at Shen Mianmian, the more annoyed she became, wishing she could stab her to death with her eyes.
"Hurry up and go wash your dirty clothes, don't be an eyesore here."
"Brown sugar..."
Shen Mianmian looked at the brown sugar in Zhou Lanfang's hand, wanting to get it, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Zhou Lanfang revealed a face full of sarcasm.