When Father Ann came home tired, he looked up and saw a warm scene.

On the off-white table, hot meals have already been served, and especially rare potato cakes have also been put on the table.

And his daughter and wife were sitting upright in the chair, looking at him with a smile.

Father Ann slowly pushed his glasses, feeling a little surprised, especially his daughter.

While taking off his shoes, he asked with concern, "Why are you up?"

The wind and frost on An's face have not been washed away, and the warmth of spring can't hide the tiredness on his face.

"Dad, it's okay. I'm not sick anymore!"

An Zhike hurriedly stood up, took the briefcase in her father's hand, and saw the exhaustion on An's father's face, and she had mixed feelings in her heart.

The pain in his body has indeed faded, maybe he has been beaten with antibodies recently?

An Zhike thought so.

"Go wash your hands and come over to eat. ”

An's mother watched the interaction between her daughter and her husband with a smile, and couldn't hide her smile and pride.

"Husband, it's Ke'er who cooks today, come and try it. ”

An's father stared at An Zhike deeply, overjoyed, he didn't expect that the dishes on the table with good color and taste were actually made by his daughter who had not been cooking for a long time.

The daytime was full of sorrow, and the fatigue on his body immediately disappeared in front of him.

Father An's expression was relaxed, and he became cheerful in front of his daughter, and looked at his daughter who was waiting for him with a warm face.

The appearance is still bloated, but the spirit is renewed, and the face is full of smiles.

I don't know what's wrong?

But this state is what Father Ann likes to see.

A few minutes later, Dad sat down at the dinner table.

An Zhike blinked, and he didn't know what his cooking skills were, whether they had plummeted or maintained their previous level.

So he looked at Dad An, hoping that he could give an evaluation quickly.

As the head of the family, An's father is the pillar of the family, so he is naturally the first to move chopsticks.

The shredded potatoes are refreshing and delicious, chirp, chew a few times, and flow down An's throat into the stomach.

Such a simple dish touched An's father's taste buds at once, and after eating it, his saliva flooded again, and An's father couldn't help but clip the second chopsticks.

"Husband, let's comment on Kerr's dishes!"

An's mother laughed secretly.

Looking at An's father's actions, he knew that this dish was indeed his taste, and there was no trace on his face.

Dad didn't speak immediately, tasted the other two dishes at the same time, and finally scooped up the rich soup and drank it, before he stretched out his eyebrows, sighed comfortably, and at the same time curled his four fingers and stretched out his thumb.

After eating the delicacies made by Kerr, the worries disappeared in an instant. Especially this soup, it's an appetizing one!"

An Zhike grinned and smiled happily.

"Dad, you eat more, and Mom, you too, I will often make it for you when I have a chance in the future! Let you enjoy Ke'er's amazing craftsmanship." ”

The family laughed happily, comfortably, and had a beautiful dinner.

After An's mother cleaned up the mess, she asked An Zhike to take a bath.

After being tired for so long, she can see the sweat on her daughter's face, but she feels distressed.

An Zhike sweetly agreed to An's mother, and took the opportunity to incense An's mother's face.

An's father's face darkened, and he couldn't look at it for a while: "Ke'er, let me tell you, your mother is my person!"

With a serious and arrogant face, it turns out that elegant people are stingy like this.

An Zhike twisted An's mother's neck and laughed, laughing at the tears but coming down, An Zhike raised the back of his hand and wiped away the tears casually.

Turn around and walk towards the bathroom.

"Then I'll give you Mom! I'm going to take a shower!"

Behind the scenes, An's parents looked at each other with mixed feelings.

The happiness of this moment is not easy to come.

The mood at night was pleasant, and An Zhike saw that his fat body was no longer so obstructive when he took a bath.

After feeling refreshed, An Zhike walked towards An's parents' bedroom with hot milk.

"How can the leaders of the school say that, we all said that Ke'er can't do something like that!" An Ma's hoarse and restrained voice came from the bedroom, An Zhike was slightly stunned and stopped knocking on the door.

"Of course I believe in Kerr. As for the school, just resign, I don't believe it, we two graduate students can still find a job?!"

Father Ann said coldly, he still doesn't know what qualities his daughter has?

"Okay! Don't let Ke'er know about this, she's already bitter enough!"

An's mother is a gentle woman, and it is absolutely impossible to tolerate An's father making such a decision on weekdays.

But their daughter's grievances, as parents, are resolutely unbearable.

Even if people all over the world oppose ridiculing Achico, they are still Azzic's strongest arm.

An Zhike only felt that a string in his head, boom, broke!

Mom and Dad lost their jobs!

The pain stung his heart, An Zhike's mind was blank, his fingers pinched the glass fiercely, the fat pressed on the glass, deformed and white, and the warm milk touched An Zhike through the glass.

It was obviously warm, but An Zhike felt as painful as if his heart had been cut off by a knife.

Stiffness, numbness!

She didn't know how to get back to her room.

As soon as he returned to the room, he collapsed on the side of the bed, and An Zhike just looked at his hands and started again!

Pain, endless pain, physical and mental pain! Even though her heart was numb, the pain still didn't let her go.

It's like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, tearing the heart and lungs!

It was not dark, but the room was dark, without any light, just like An Zhike's heart, there was no salvation.

An Zhike closed her eyes tightly, as if she had returned to the rooftop of that day, and so many people watched her heartbreak with cold eyes.

They swear!

Heart, trampled into several pieces by everyone, everyone used her as a stepping stone to show off their nobility!

It's like putting it in a pot of oil, dying and coming back to life, draining all her strength.

She wanted to scream hoarsely and vent her pain, but her body had fallen into endless numbness and could not move.

Only consciousness is in the sea of suffering, struggling!

.......

The next day, An's father and mother went to work, and Anzhike still didn't go out of the room.

She just sat on the ground stupidly all night!

Her lips were already chapped, her face was as pale as her face, and her dark circles hung around her eyes, and she was so embarrassed that she couldn't describe her current condition.

The chaotic consciousness slowly returned to the big-waisted and rounded body.

The lips moved slightly, tugging, and suddenly ached, and An Zhike seemed to be unknown.

"I want to escape!"