Tian Daya lowered her head, tears dripping onto the ground, sobbing, "I took her away. I wanted my sister back, so... I took Xue'er away when you weren't paying attention."

Ye Xiuying was confused. Although she knew that it must have been done by the Tian family, she didn't expect it was Tian Daya who did it. Their house had a closed gate and was surrounded by walls on all sides. There was also a big dog at home. Although it was tied up, it could also guard the house. How could a little girl like her do it?

Tian Daya stole a glance at Wen Qingcheng and Ye Xiuying. They were both very calm and did not look like they wanted to strangle her to death. She wiped away her tears and continued, "I just don't want to see mom thinking about my sister every day. I don't want to make mom cry..."

When Xing'er heard this, she realized that Daya was doing this for her. She came over and hugged Daya, saying emotionally, "Daya, your sister is going to enjoy herself. Although mother misses her, she doesn't want her to come back. Why did you do such a stupid thing?"

Wen Qingcheng said solemnly, "Xue'er was unwanted by your Tian family, so we adopted her. You took her back without saying a word. What does this mean?"

Daya retorted with red eyes: "It's not that we don't want one, it's that we already have three sisters in our family, and we can't afford to raise more children."

"Why give birth to a child if you can't afford to raise one? If Xue'er is a boy, will you throw him away?"

Daya cried and said, "Can it be the same for boys? When boys grow up, they can work in the fields to support the family and carry on the family line."

Wen Qingcheng opened her hands and pressed them in the air, and said impatiently: "I am not here to debate with you today, nor do I want to correct you. Anyway, thoughts are difficult to change. I just want Xue'er back."

Ye Xiuying said anxiously: "Where is Xue'er? Take us to find her quickly."

Tian Daya clenched her fists tightly, as if struggling. "I... I don't know."

"I don't know. You took her away. How could you not know?" Ye Xiuying didn't understand. Since she had already admitted that she took Xue'er away, why didn't she say anything?

Tian Daya said: "I can only say that Xue'er is safe now and will not starve."

Wen Qingcheng looked over with cold eyes and asked suspiciously, "Did you sell Xue'er?"

Ye Xiuying panicked immediately, grabbed Tian Daya's shoulders, and asked in a trembling voice: "Did you really sell it? Where did you sell it to?"

"No, we haven't sold her. We won't sell her."

Xing Er knew her eldest daughter's temper. She would not get the answer no matter how much she asked. She walked to San Ya, squatted down, and asked, "San Ya, tell me, where is Sister Xue Er?"

"Sanya!"

San Ya was about to speak when Daya stopped her. Xing Er stood up and looked gloomy. She was really angry. She glared at Daya and then looked at San Ya.

"San Ya, tell the truth. If you don't, I will beat you."

San Ya was very shrewd. She saw that her mother was really angry, so she stammered, "In the dilapidated house at the south end of the village."

When Daya heard what Sanya said, she was so angry that she hit Sanya on the back and said, "Sanya, why are you so impatient? Do you want grandma to beat you to death?"

The dilapidated house is an abandoned residence in Yueya Village. The original owner of the house was an old lady who died in a fire in her home in the winter. As she had no descendants, the old house has been abandoned ever since, with the roof leaking and wind blowing in from all sides.

Ye Xiuying knew the place, and when she heard that Xue'er was placed there, she immediately became anxious. It was such a cold day, and her little baby had been placed there since noon. Now the sun had already set, and she must have frozen to death.

Xing'er became anxious when she heard this. She didn't bother to ask San Ya how this matter related to her grandmother. She and Ye Xiuying squeezed out of the door and ran towards the old house.

Wen Qingcheng and a few others jogged along, followed by Daya and Sanya, and arrived at the dilapidated house that Daya mentioned. One of the roof beams was broken and part of the roof had collapsed. Traces of burning could be seen from outside the house.

Walking into the house, a stale and decayed smell hit me in the face, and there was a thick layer of dust on the ground. "Daya, where's Xue'er?" Xing'er looked around but heard no sound, nor did she see anyone.

Dayagang ran in, panting, and walked quickly forward to find Wen Yuxue in an old cabinet.

Wen Yuxue had kicked off the quilt and was lying in the dark and damp closet wearing only a small bellyband. Her whole body was blue and purple from the cold, and she was curled up and shaking like a sieve.

When Ye Xiuying saw this scene, her heart was deeply hurt. She ran over and hugged the man in her arms, hiding under her cloak, tears flowing uncontrollably.

"Mom, wrap her up quickly." Wen Qingcheng picked up the small quilt and wrapped Wen Yuxue up.

Ye Xiuying felt Wen Yuxue trembling constantly in her arms, and her crying became much weaker. Wen Qingcheng kept rubbing her feet.

Tian Daya and Tian Sanya looked at Wen Qingcheng's careful care and Ye Xiuying's loving and worried expression towards Xue'er. They had never experienced such love and pampering before. Although their mother loved them, she could not take care of three sisters. They had been often beaten and scolded since they could remember.

Tian Daya felt relieved when she saw her little sister being taken care of in her hands. When Xueer grows up, it doesn't matter whether she recognizes her as her sister or not, as long as she lives a good life.

Xing'er followed Wen Qingcheng home, knowing that the child must be starving, and she had to feed her first. Wen Qingcheng also thought of this and glanced at Tian Daya, "It's been a day, and the crying sound has become weaker due to hunger."

Tian Daya quickly explained: "No, I fed him at noon."

Wen Qingcheng frowned, "Did you feed him? What did you feed him?"

Tian Daya saw that Wen Qingcheng had a fierce expression and said with some difficulty: "Milk."

Wen Qingcheng, Ye Xiuying, and Xing'er were all shocked. Xing'er asked hurriedly, "How much did you feed her?"

Ye Xiuying asked hurriedly: "Is it boiled?"

Tian Daya saw that Ye Xiuying and the others had strange expressions on their faces and shook her head blankly. "Fresh milk, freshly squeezed out."

In fact, in Tian Daya's eyes, milk is the best thing. Her sisters wanted to drink it but couldn't get it. She had to get it with great difficulty. Even when San Ya wanted to drink it, she refused.

Wen Qingcheng was so angry that she almost jumped up, "You gave her raw milk!"

"Can't babies drink fresh milk?" Tian Daya herself was a little confused.

"It can cause bacterial infection. It has not been sterilized at high temperatures. There are so many bacteria and pathogens. Xue'er is not even one month old yet. She can't digest milk at all."

After saying that, Wen Qingcheng didn't have time to blame her, and rushed home with Ye Xiuying holding Xue'er. When they got home, Zicheng had already finished school. Seeing Wen Yuxue's body covered in bruises, but not crying, he immediately felt that the situation was not good, and followed her to Ye Xiuying's room.

"It's the first day of the new year. Add some more firewood to make the kang burn brightly." Ye Xiuying put Xue'er on the kang, and she and Wen Qingcheng rubbed her hands and body.

The two sisters Tian Daya and Tian Sanya held their hands tightly, hoping that nothing would happen to Wen Yuxue. When Daya put her there, she had never thought about this result. Grandma said that she would take her home at night when everyone in the village was asleep.

"Mom, rubbing like this is too slow. Let's take off her bellyband and use our body temperature to warm her." Wen Qingcheng knew that compared to other heat sources, the human body could provide heat continuously and transfer heat evenly.

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