Transmigrated into a seven-year-old child, my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens.

Qiaodun was unhappy. Seeing his mother leading the little child over, Qiaodun quickly got off the carriage and shouted, "Mother, I don't want him to get on our carriage."

Li Chunhua scolded, "You child, our carriage can still fit people, and besides, we're doing a good deed."

"I just don't like him anyway!"

"Qiao Dun, listen to your mother, let's let him come up," Qiao Tai said.

Qiao Dun pouted and didn't say anything more.

"Dad, don't you think Third Aunt is a bit strange?" Ling Yun tilted her head and looked at Jordan.

"What's so strange about it?" Jordan said dismissively.

"I feel like this Third Sister is especially good to Zhaofu."

"Yun'er, don't think about it so much, these things have nothing to do with us."

In recent years, Third Sister has behaved quite well; at least she has been devoted to her father.

As for her past, he didn't want to delve into it. There was only one thing: she couldn't hurt his father. If this third sister did anything to harm his father, he would definitely not be polite.

In the end, Zhao Fu was led onto the carriage by Li Chunhua. When He Mu saw Zhao Fu finally get on the carriage, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Fu must hate me for doing this, but it doesn't matter, he'll understand eventually.

Seeing Zhao Fu's body covered in wounds, Li Chunhua couldn't help but feel sorry for him: "Zhao Fu, are you in pain?"

"It hurt a moment ago, but it doesn't hurt anymore!" Zhao Fu was also a little happy. After being beaten by his father, he finally didn't have to walk anymore.

"Let me rub it for you." Li Chunhua took out the medicinal wine and started rubbing it on Zhaofu.

Looking at the bruises on Zhao Fu's feet, Li Chunhua couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache. That damned He Mu, he went too far.

"Thank you, Madam Qiao. You are truly a living Bodhisattva. Mr. Qiao, you are so lucky to have married Madam Qiao!" Zhao Fu was also good at reading people's expressions and knew that Mr. Qiao was in charge. He had to say some nice things to make him happy.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Zhao Fu was truly a clever little devil, knowing how to speak to people in a human way and to ghosts in a ghost way. His words made Master Qiao laugh heartily: "You little rascal, you really know how to talk."

Seeing that Master Qiao was happy, Li Chunhua was also overjoyed: "Yes, Master, am I right? I knew Zhao Fu was likable."

"Good, good~" Old Master Qiao stroked his beard and nodded repeatedly.

Watching his mother massage the little beggar's legs while his father laughed heartily, Qiao Dun, seeing this scene, became furious, his cheeks puffing up like a frog.

Qiao Dun shoved Zhao Fu hard and said gruffly, "Where did this beggar come from? You think you deserve my mother to massage your legs? And you want to ride in our carriage? Get out of here right now!"

"Qiao Dun, don't be rude." Qiao Tai immediately scolded, "This is a little guest invited up by your mother."

Li Chunhua patiently said, "Qiaodun, Zhaofu is older than you, you should call him brother."

Qiao Dun glanced at Zhao Fu and said, "Pah! Someone like him doesn't deserve to be called 'brother' by me. I only have eldest and second brothers."

Zhao Fu feigned helplessness: "Master Qiao, Madam Qiao, I'd better get out of the car, lest the young master be unhappy." He then pretended to get out of the car.

"Hey~ Who told you to get off the bus?" Li Chunhua grabbed Zhao Fu: "Don't listen to him, he doesn't have the final say. Just sit here and relax."

Qiao Tai nodded: "Madam is right. You are Zhao Lian's younger brother, which means you are our little guest. Please have a seat!"

Seeing that neither Master Qiao nor Madam Qiao would let him get out of the carriage, Zhao Fu secretly rejoiced and stuck out his tongue at Qiao Dun, making a face. This infuriated Qiao Dun, but he could do nothing about it, since his parents were on his side.

After walking for more than ten miles, the sun started to get stronger. We had eaten some flatbread at the local temple in the morning before setting off, and now we were both thirsty and hungry.

They stopped to rest for a while, drank some water, and continued on their way. Now they were going further and further away and began to enter the mountain road. The mountain road was rugged and bumpy, and it was uphill, making it increasingly difficult to walk.

Everyone walked and stopped frequently, and not only were the people tired, but the horses were too. During the breaks when everyone was resting, the horses also needed to eat grass.

But everywhere was dry and barren, the mountains were bare. They finally found some grass in a mountain hollow, gave the horses a few bites, and then continued on their way.

It's June now, the hottest time of the year, and the afternoon sun is particularly scorching, making the ground scorching hot.

Apart from Zhao Feng and He Mu, everyone else was sitting in the carriage.

Zhao Lian asked Zhao Feng to get into the carriage, but Zhao Feng refused, saying she wanted to walk with her father. Zhao Lian had no choice but to let her have her way.

Anyway, she couldn't get He Mu to get in the car. Since Zhao Feng wasn't going to force herself to do it, she would just let her be. Zhao Lian didn't want to say anything more.

The ground was too hot, and waves of heat hit us in the face. After traveling for half an hour, the horse refused to go any further no matter how much its owner whipped it.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped and the sound of whips cracking could be heard intermittently. Zhao Lian couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Chen, what's going on?"

Chen Guang said helplessly, "Third Miss, this horse is probably too tired, and with the hot weather and the scalding road, it won't move no matter how hard we try."

Zhao Lian quickly got off the ground and found that not only their carriage, but also other people's carriages not far ahead had stopped.

Zhao Lian asked loudly, "Hey, what's going on up ahead? Why has everyone stopped?"

Liang Chong's voice rang out: "Miss Zhaolian, it's not that we don't want to go, it's that the horse won't move."

"Zhaolian, even your uncle can't keep up."

“Yes, I whipped him hard, but he just wouldn’t move!” Teng Fu said, then whipped the horse a few more times.

"Hi~"

Suddenly, the horse became frightened and agitated, raised its head and let out a shrill neigh, and then began to gallop wildly.

Teng Fu was immediately alarmed and tightened the reins. Their carriage was third in line, with the Liu family's carriage ahead of them.

The mountain road wasn't very wide, just wide enough for one carriage to pass. Below the mountain were sheer cliffs, and the carriages were only a few dozen meters apart. The horses were galloping forward, getting closer and closer to the Liu family's carriage.

Hearing the rapid hoofbeats behind him, Liu Jinzhu quickly turned around and saw a carriage rushing towards him.

Liu Jinzhu quickly raised his whip, trying to urge the horse to move, but the horse was stubborn and wouldn't budge.

As the two carriages drew closer, the most likely outcome of a collision would be a fatal fall, with the roadside overlooking a sheer drop of tens of meters. Falling into such a chasm would offer no chance of survival.

Feeling the horses galloping rapidly, Jordan and Ling Yun, sitting inside the carriage, immediately sensed something was wrong, and their son, Qiao Zhen, burst into tears.