I Became a Vicious Supporting Role in the '70s

Wang Guizhi watched Shen Meng's appearance and couldn't refuse anymore. She put the money and the ticket into her pocket and laughed softly, "Alright, alright, mom knows you are filial. I'll keep the money for you. I won't spend it. If you run out of money, just come home and ask mom for it. Seeing you like this, mom knows there's nothing wrong with your health. Your dad and I will head back home now. If anything happens, just come home to us!"

Shen Meng felt a twinge of sourness in her heart and turned around to nod her head lightly.

"I know, mom. Wait until I'm better, I'll come home to see you after a while. The sun isn't too strong right now, so you and dad should head back early. Don't worry about me, I'm fine!"

Wang Guizhi took Shen Meng's hand and patted it, without saying anything else. Their child had grown up, how to live her life, she was aware. If they talked too much, it might annoy her. Right now, she and the old man were in good spirits. If Xiao Meng needed help with anything, they would be there to help.

After the old couple left, the four children took the opportunity to run away. They didn't want to stay with Shen Meng, especially seeing her condition, she probably wouldn't die any time soon.

Left alone at home, she took the chance to wander around in the brick house.

The brick house had three rooms with an additional central hall. The easternmost room was the largest, serving as the bedroom for Shen Meng and Lu Zhenping. On the western side, there were two rooms: one for the boys, and the other for Lu Mingfang. Besides that, there was an earthen kitchen, an earthen firewood room, and one vacant room. The courtyard was rather large, with a Chinese parasol tree that Shen Meng thought could be surrounded with a fence to grow some vegetables and fruits or could even be used to build a chicken coop.

Before, Lu Zhenping had thought that Lu Mingfang, being a grown girl, should have her own room. Although it was small, he built a set of cabinets for his daughter. The small room was tidy and clean. But ever since he left, Shen Meng moved all the children into one room. She kept all the good things locked in her own room, and stored the grains in a wardrobe with a lock. The children often went out hungry in search of something to eat.

Shen Meng was displeased whenever someone outside helped the children, feeling as if they were deliberately trying to make her look bad. She would often berate the acacia tree while scolding the children and sometimes even hit them.