After her fate was taken away, she was favored by her five brothers.

"Thank you, mother."

This mother is still the best. She can still eat meat in the Song Mansion.

However, Song Yao always felt that Wei's eyes looked at her strangely, but she couldn't tell what was strange.

She must be overthinking it. In her previous life, didn't her sister grow up well? So why can't she?

Wei was also very happy with this meal because she found that her husband seemed to be much nicer to her today.

She finally understood why Zhang's mother winked at her.

As long as this child is here, she can win the husband's heart.

Wei finally felt relieved. She glanced at Song Yao and thought it was of some use!

After the meal, Song Jingshan stayed in Wei's room for the first time today, which made Wei very happy.

She asked Mother Zhang to prepare the best room in her Cuihua Residence for Song Yao. Mother Zhang understood and took Song Yao downstairs.

As soon as Zhang's mother left the house, she twisted Song Yao's body hard and said, "Little bastard."

"Why are you pinching me..."

"Uh~uh~"

Before she could finish her words, Zhang's mother covered Song Yao's mouth with one hand, held her with the other hand, and said viciously: "Little bitch, if you keep making noise, I will twist your mouth to pieces."

She carried Song Yao all the way to the woodshed and threw him to the ground.

"You can sleep here today, and you can use firewood as a quilt. It's a bargain for you."

"You treat me like this, aren't you afraid that I will tell my father? You are just a servant in the Song Mansion. I will tell my father right now and let him beat you to death."

Song Yao's eyes were filled with anger.

This made Zhang's mother laugh: "Oh my, you've just entered the Song family and you're already acting like a young lady!

Do you believe me? I will beat you to death today. Tomorrow, my wife will inform the master that you have died of illness. Do you think he will believe it? "

Little girl, I can't cure you.

He is only six years old but already has a sharp tongue. How can he be used by the lady without being disciplined?

Mother Zhang thought about it and kicked Song Yao, causing him to grimace in pain. Then she squatted down and stared at him viciously and said:

"If you dare to mention it in front of the master tomorrow, you'll be in trouble for your life."

Mother Zhang felt unsatisfied, so she kicked Song Yao twice and then went out and locked the door with a "click".

The woodroom is where firewood is stored. After Mother Zhang closed the door, it was pitch black inside and nothing could be seen.

Song Yao felt both pain and cold, with a look of reluctance on his face.

Impossible, impossible.

Why is this so?

Could it be that A-mei was also locked up in the woodshed in her previous life?

She clenched her fists, with resentment flashing in her eyes. I will tell my father tomorrow and teach this old woman a lesson.

Song Yao was lying in front of the firewood pile. She sat on the ground with her legs hugged. Her lips were blue and purple from the cold and her little body was trembling.

She subconsciously called out, "Mom."

This mother is not Wei, but Liu.

Although the Yun family was a bit poor in the previous life, Liu really loved her. But when she came to the Song Mansion, she was locked up in the woodshed on the first day. It seemed that the wealth of the Song Mansion was of no use to her.

It was pitch black and she couldn't see anything. Song Yao felt cold and scared. She stood up and slowly groped for the soft firewood, which was wheat straw.

Song Yao knew that with this, she would not freeze to death.

The body was too small, and she had to spread it on the ground in a thick layer dozens of times. Then she groped her way and lay down on the straw.

“Hiss! It hurts!”

When it touched the wound, Song Yao grimaced in pain.

Old woman, just wait for me. Sooner or later, I will let you taste the pain of being beaten. I will beat you to a pulp and then sell you off.

Song Yao sat down carefully and covered herself with a layer of clothing, but even so, she was still very cold.

She curled up into a ball, forcing herself to huddle in the straw, tears streaming down her face.

She somewhat regretted coming to the Song Mansion.

Yun family.

That night, Liu came to Xiaoyun's room no less than ten times. She was worried that her daughter would not be used to the Yun family, that she would be scared if she woke up in the middle of the night and there was no one around her, and that she would catch a cold if she kicked off the quilt.

Liu started cooking before dawn. Even though she hadn't slept all night, she didn't feel tired at all.

You can tell from her face that Liu is unstoppably happy.

Yun Fu woke up before Liu called her.

She turned over and called out twice subconsciously in a daze: "Xi'er, Xi'er."

Suddenly realizing something was wrong, she opened her eyes and saw the gray wall in front of her. Then she realized that she was reborn.

She looked out the window. It was just getting light outside, so it was still early.

Looking at her own room again, she saw that the Yun family had actually lit an oil lamp for her all night. Such a poor family probably wouldn't be willing to light an oil lamp on normal days.

It would be a lie for Yun Fu to say he wasn’t touched.

She slept very soundly, which was something she had never experienced before, even in the Marquis' Mansion.

At that time, she had to be alert at all times, beware of the open and covert attacks from the Song Mansion, beware of the conspiracies and plots from the Marquis Mansion, and beware of the ill intentions of the people around her.

It can be said that no matter how loyal a person is to her, she can only trust him 70%.

As for Yun's father and Yun's mother, she had already known in her previous life that they were simple and honest. With them around, they would never let her suffer any grievances. It was just that her elder sister, that fool, did not cherish them.

Thinking of this, Yun Fu smiled.

Sister, I guess you are still locked in the woodshed.

You are calculating in everything, and even if you are reborn, you want to snatch away A-mei's life, but you don't know that her life is not what she wants at all.

Yun Fu lay on the bed with her eyes open. It was extremely cold in the early morning and the bedding was filled with thick cotton. She curled up in the quilt and didn't want to get up.

I turned over again and saw the embroidered shoes placed on the bedside. My heart warmed and I lost my sleepiness.

She put on a double-breasted jacket, sat at the head of the bed, and couldn't help picking up the embroidered shoes and looking at them.

Red plum blossoms were embroidered on the green upper of the Qiansui shoes. The plum blossoms were lifelike, as if they were blooming on the upper. Yun Fu did not expect that Yunmu's embroidery skills would be so good.

Look at the thousand-layer sole again. The stitches on it are very fine. I'm afraid Yunmu must have worked on it all night without sleeping.

This is only because Yunmu is an efficient person. If it were someone else, it would take two nights, let alone one, to finish the work.

Yun Fu had no mood to sleep. The more Liu was like this, the more guilty she felt. She had to help Liu do more work.

After putting on her clothes and the embroidered shoes made by Liu, Yun Fu got out of bed.

She took a few steps and found that the soles of the shoes were filled with cotton and felt soft. There was also cotton on the uppers, so the shoes were really warm and fit her feet well.

As soon as he walked out of the house, Yun Fu saw white smoke coming out of the chimney of the kitchen. He was afraid that Liu was cooking in the kitchen.

Sure enough, as soon as she stepped into the kitchen, she saw Liu inside, busying herself in the kitchen.

Liu seemed to have sensed something. She turned her head and saw Yun Fu walking to the kitchen door and walking inside with his short legs.

"Mom, I woke up."

"Kid, why don't you sleep a little longer? It's cold and it's not even day yet. Go back to your room and get some more sleep."

Yun Fu shook his head, pointed at his little head and said, "Fu'er, I'm not sleepy anymore. I want to help mother with work."

Yun Fu realized that she was now a six-year-old kid, although she had forgotten what she looked like when she was six in her previous life.

But she was already a mother before she died. When her child was six years old, she still remembered that it was always right to pretend to be young.

Her five brothers are so cunning and clever that she can only act out the role of a six-year-old.

Liu was unwilling to do so, so she quickly said, "Fuer, go to the main room and wait for dinner. It's dirty and smelly here, so be obedient."

As Liu said this, she wanted to drive Yun Fu out.

"I won't leave. I want to accompany my mother to cook."

Liu couldn't do anything about her and had to let her do what she wanted.