As the saying goes, one autumn rain brings a chill. Besides the sturdy bed made by her scholar father, everything else in their home was thin and flimsy. The family didn't even have decent winter clothes. Su Yunduo felt resentment towards her grandfather, anger towards her stepmother, and above all, a sense of despair for the future.,The current state of poverty in our home cannot be changed overnight. We can only take things one step at a time. With these meager provisions in my basket, we are able to have a decent meal for dinner today.,She hadn't gone ten paces after leaving the mountain when rain began to fall from the sky, and it only grew heavier. Su Yun Duo cursed her luck under her breath and quickened her pace.。