Su Xitong guessed correctly. Su's mother and Su's father returned to the bedroom and were just coaxed to sleep by Su's father.

A few minutes later, the loud sound of kicking outside the door seemed to scattered gutters directly blew into Su Mu's ears.

Su's mother woke up in fear.

Her heart was pounding and her face was terrible white.

"Old, husband, what happened?"

Like a frightened child, Su's mother plunged into Su's father's arms, and her whole body was shaking slightly.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's okay."

Su's father had just fallen asleep, and now he was all awakened.

He didn't care about being angry, so he hugged Su's mother and gently comforted her.

At this moment, Anne's scream came from the door.

When Su's father heard that it was his unlucky daughter's voice, he immediately turned dark.

What's going on with this Su Annie?

I just couldn't make a fuss with Xitong downstairs, but now I'm running up to make trouble for them?!

Unfilial daughter, don’t she know how difficult it is to serve her biological mother? Oh no, how delicate and sensitive she is?

It's so incredible that my mother is nervous and angry when she gets up.

"Be good at mahjong, we are not afraid." Su's father scolded Annie in his heart, but he gently comforted his wife with water dripping from his mouth.

In the familiar embrace, Su Mu was wrapped in the familiar male aura, and her panicked heart finally calmed down.

She was not worried, and she was angry when she woke up.

"What's going on? It's midnight, can you let people sleep?" I wonder if it was deliberately or a habit developed in childhood, Su's mother's voice was obvious.

Even if you get angry, you are very coquettish.

Su's father carried Su's mother's face on his back. Hearing the sweet and greasy baby sound, a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.

But soon, he returned to his peerless good husband, "Don't be angry, you will get wrinkles when you are angry. You lie down on the bed first, and I'll go out and take a look."

Su's mother was very obsessed with Su's father's tricks, and he was scrambling him to death, and gradually lost his anger.

"Okay, but you have to hurry up. I'll be scared when I'm in the room." Su's mother pouted, like a delicate little girl.

Well, although Su's mother is well maintained, she is in her forties and looks only in her thirties.

But no matter how well maintained he is, he is not a real girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Small movements like pouting and wrinkling noses were made by her middle-aged woman in her forties, which was really inconsistent.

But Su's father was already used to it. He even pinched her face gently with a cute look, "Okay, I know, just stay here obediently, I will be back soon."

"Yeah!" Su Mu responded with satisfaction and lay back on the bed.

Su's father got out of bed, grabbed a bathrobe and put it on, strode to the bedroom door, opened the door, and without asking, he growled, "Su Annie, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

Annie was not afraid of Su's father's black face and roar at all. She pointed at Aunt Su and Su Xitong, "It's not that they bullied me. I asked Aunt Su to pour me a glass of milk, but she ignored me at all and deliberately gave Su Xitong a cup--"

Aunt Su was slightly relieved when she saw that Su’s father came out.

She lowered her head and looked pitiful again.

She did not explain Anne's accusation, nor did she refute, and just stood there with her duty.

Su Xitong was a little embarrassed. She was anxious to chase Annie just now. She was holding a milk cup in her hand, and there was still half of the milk in the cup.

Heaven and earth have a conscience. She really didn't know that this cup of milk was wanted by Su Annie. If she knew, even if she was thirsty, she wouldn't have a bite.

"Isn't it just a glass of milk? It's not a big deal, and it's worth your trouble? Su Annie, have you never drunk milk, or what?"

As for yelling in the middle of the night for a glass of milk?

Su's father was full of boredom and roared impatiently.

"I just haven't drunk milk. There's no way. Who makes me have a bad life? I'm obviously a rich daughter, but I went to the slums. Since I was a child, let alone milk, I haven't even eaten sugar a few times. Even if I order milk in school, my adoptive mother couldn't bear to order it for me, so I just watched others drink it."

If it were the original owner, she would definitely not mention the embarrassing things she had experienced, for fear that others would laugh at her and look down on her.

Anne is not afraid.

These things are not the original owner's fault at all, so why should she pay the bill?

Besides, if you don’t say some things, others will never know how hard the original owner’s life was.

Just like Su's father, he always feels that he is all the only children in the family. No matter how difficult life is, he will never let his children suffer grievances.

It may not be rich, but the minimum needs can still be met.

Regarding Su's father's statement, Anne just wanted to say "Why not eat meat minced?"

Annie despised Su's father's "forgetting his roots even more. Haha, after only twenty years of good life, he forgot about his experience of going to school in his hometown with dry food and pickles!

"...You, your foster mother doesn't order you milk?"

This was the first time that Su's father heard about it, which made him feel a little incredible.

This is not an era of scarcity of materials, nor is it a special period when even one has the ability to make money. In the provincial capital, normal people with hands and feet can always support their families as long as they work hard.

There is only one child in the family, and the child only has a lot of milk for a year. If you squeeze it a little, you can always make it up.

Su's father knew that it was difficult for the family to settle down, but he still didn't expect that their family was so difficult that they couldn't bear to order milk for their children.

"Yes, I was in high school and couldn't go home for lunch. My adoptive mother gave me twenty yuan in a week. I squeezed out two yuan from the twenty yuan to buy a box of milk to satisfy my craving."

Anne told the original owner's past experience without any concealment, without any inferiority or cowardice on her face.

"One, twenty yuan a week?" Su's father became even more silent.

He was used to living a wealthy life, so he naturally didn't know the expenses of ordinary people. He only knew that Su Xitong's monthly pocket money was 20,000, which was just pocket money.

"Yes, fortunately I can take two days off on weekends. This is only five days a week, four dollars a day, and the school cafeteria is cheap, so I can save two or three dollars-"

After saying this generously, Anne said with some emotion, "So, when I knew that I was not actually a poor girl, but a rich daughter, I made up my mind to enjoy everything I had never eaten or played with when I was a child."

Su's father still didn't say anything because he suddenly felt uncomfortable.

He really couldn't have imagined that his own daughter would live such a poor life in An's house.

She can save two or three dollars for a meal fee of twenty yuan a week. No matter how cheap the school cafeteria is, the price of ingredients is there.

What decent things can you eat for three yuan per meal?

No wonder my daughter was so "absurd" after returning to the Su family. It turned out that she was afraid of being poor.

Father Su could understand this feeling of being scared by poverty and fear than anyone else.

Annie was wrong, and Su's father did not "forge ahead".

Until now, when he returned to his dream at midnight, he could still see the scene of him drinking cold water with a dark and thin steamed bun.

The steamed buns that are so hard that they can break their teeth, the cold water that makes people tremble, and the pickles that he can't bear to eat, after twenty years, he can still clearly recall that feeling.

It is because he has not forgotten these things that he has worked hard over the years, just to prevent himself and his children from living such a poor life.
Chapter completed!