The Poor Parents Turned Out to be Wealthy Webnovel Read Online
Synopsis:
On Christmas Eve, my parents once again left me alone at home for triple overtime pay. Thinking of the past twenty years when they always did this, I no longer wanted to spend the holiday alone and cold. So I packed some dumplings and went to find them.
Unexpectedly, my parents, who always talked about earning more money, stepped out of a luxury car, arm in arm with a boy about my age, laughing as they entered a five–star restaurant.
“Mom, Dad, is it okay to leave Sarah alone at home?” I heard someone ask.
My mother casually replied, “It’s fine, she’s used to it.”
My father dismissively added, “She can’t compare to you. You’re our precious child!”
I turned and left. They had deceived me by pretending to be poor. This time, I didn’t care for their company either! Back home, I dumped all the food on the table. In the past, I would never have wasted food. From as early as I can remember, I knew our family wasn’t well off. All my food and clothes came from my parents‘ frugal savings. Even my clothes were rarely new.
Every season, my mother would bring home a bag of second–hand clothes, saying, “These are from your mother’s colleague’s older sister. They’ve been washed clean, so we don’t need to buy new ones.”
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Synopsis:
On Christmas Eve, my parents once again left me alone at home for triple overtime pay. Thinking of the past twenty years when they always did this, I no longer wanted to spend the holiday alone and cold. So I packed some dumplings and went to find them.
Unexpectedly, my parents, who always talked about earning more money, stepped out of a luxury car, arm in arm with a boy about my age, laughing as they entered a five–star restaurant.
“Mom, Dad, is it okay to leave Sarah alone at home?” I heard someone ask.
My mother casually replied, “It’s fine, she’s used to it.”
My father dismissively added, “She can’t compare to you. You’re our precious child!”
I turned and left. They had deceived me by pretending to be poor. This time, I didn’t care for their company either! Back home, I dumped all the food on the table. In the past, I would never have wasted food. From as early as I can remember, I knew our family wasn’t well off. All my food and clothes came from my parents‘ frugal savings. Even my clothes were rarely new.
Every season, my mother would bring home a bag of second–hand clothes, saying, “These are from your mother’s colleague’s older sister. They’ve been washed clean, so we don’t need to buy new ones.”
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