Pampered By All In Different Planes

The next day.

Perhaps because she had slept for a long time yesterday, Su Zhiruan found it was only five-thirty when she woke up.

She habitually turned on the surveillance to check on the current living condition of the four members of the Su family.

The internet was even worse today; it took a while to load, and finally, the footage of the Su family at that moment appeared.

Perhaps because the food in the house had already run out, houseplants became the first to suffer.

Mom loved flowers and had many pots before, but now in the surveillance, all the flowers had disappeared, every edible leaf was gnawed away, and even beside the cactus, all the spines had been pulled out, with several knives present. Clearly, they hadn't spared even the cactus.

Normally, as long as there is water, you can survive for a few days without eating or drinking.

But there were four people in the Su family.

More people, more selfishness. If you hoard and don't eat, soon you'll just wait to starve.

Su Zhiruan clicked on the surveillance playback, her father and mother had a big argument, but in the end, her mother, in tears, compromised, and let them eat all the edible plants.

Yesterday, Su Zhiruan took a photo of her food, and while she was watching the surveillance, all four of them were cursing her with all sorts of filthy language.

But today, she scoffed coldly as she watched the pleasing messages from the two on her phone.

The ones who sent private messages were Su Yaozu and Mom.

Su Zhiruan first opened the message from Su Yaozu.

[Su Yaozu]: [Sis, are you asleep?]

[Su Yaozu]: [I know you must hate me because of what happened before, but I had my reasons. Since childhood, you and I were the closest in age, and I always wanted to play with you, but Su Mingzhu wouldn't allow it. But in my heart, I always cared about you the most.]

[Su Yaozu]: [Sister, my dear sister, we share the same blood, you can't just leave me to die. I promise, if you save me, from now on you will be my only sister, Su Mingzhu means nothing.]

Su Zhiruan turned on the bedside lamp, sat up, and started typing a reply on her phone.

[Oh? Is that right? You've hidden it well these years. As I recall, you were the one leading the bullying in the family.]

[I didn't know who was cursing me yesterday.]

[Of course, if you can show some sincerity, I might consider saving you.]

It was too early now for a reply, and Su Zhiruan didn't care, turning to respond to her mother.

The mother had sent a lot, but it all boiled down to one thing: she wanted Su Zhiruan to reveal her current location and somehow come to save them.

Because there were too many words, Su Zhiruan only picked a few to read.

[Ruanruan, I was wrong before, but you have to understand your mother. I have three children, and when you said you didn't like school, I let you go to work, but in my heart, all three of you are my children; how could I favor any over the others? Both the palm and the back of the hand are made of flesh, after all.]

[I always dreamed that our family could be together, but then I looked at your older sister and your brother, both of whom love to venture out and are not homebodies, so when your father and I are old, the only one we can rely on is you. The other two are useless; only you are the most considerate and understanding daughter, who never causes us trouble and even brings money home.]

[That person with you must be a big star. Let him think of a way to get us all over there, and we can live harmoniously as a family. I've been neglecting you, but from now on, Mom will never forget you again.]

...

Su Zhiruan frowned as she read.

Though Mom wrote a lot, the entire message revolved around one theme: she believed she was not wrong, but now that times were tough, she wanted to appease Su Zhiruan to get her services.

For such a two-faced mother, Su Zhiruan knew responding too much would only give her false hope and lead to even more verbose messages, so she replied with just two words.

[Dream on]

After replying, she put down her phone, got up, put on her jacket, and started making her bed and organizing her room.

She looked at the indoor thermometer; it was minus forty degrees now.

The temperature had dropped a lot since yesterday, but the room was still bearable.

During those days of hoarding, Su Zhiruan had also bought some electric blankets. Although there might be a lack of water and electricity later, for now, the electric blankets were undoubtedly the best choice. Just by heating them up before sleeping, they provided comfort and warmth much quicker than relying on body heat.