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

Looking at He Mu, Liu Laogen and Yan Guihua felt a mix of emotions, and they gritted their teeth in regret.

The man in front of her used to be her son-in-law. She married her daughter to him because she valued his filial piety.

Unexpectedly, because he was too filial and listened to his parents in everything, his daughter not only did not enjoy a single day of happiness after marrying into the family, but suffered endless torment.

Because he had given birth to several daughters in a row, his wife, Old Lady Yang, disliked him for not being able to produce a son, and he was still working the day before each pregnancy.

She didn't even get to rest during her postpartum period after giving birth, and she couldn't even eat the eggs her family brought from her parents' home. This is what the neighbor, Mrs. Huang, told her after her daughter passed away.

Yan Guihua then realized that her daughter had been living such a hard life in the He family, but she had never told her, always only reporting good news and never bad.

Yan Guihua grew angrier the more she thought about it, and two lines of tears streamed down her face. She immediately pounded her chest and stamped her feet, saying, "It's all your fault! If you hadn't been so inactive, my daughter wouldn't have died so young."

"Mother~"

He Mu still tried to excuse himself: "It's not what you think."

Yan Guihua interrupted him: "Don't call me mother anymore. You have no right to call me mother. It disgusts me. Don't say anything more. Just consider it a case of our kindness being wasted on a dog. We were blind back then."

"Go away, don't follow us anymore. Seeing you reminds me of my poor daughter."

Seeing that their mother had spoken out, the brothers all echoed her sentiments.

“Mother is right. Go away. Don’t follow us. Don’t let us see you again.”

"Yes, let's take that woman with us, so she won't offend our eyes."

"..."

The brothers all spoke at once, urging He Mu to leave.

Zhao Di couldn't bear it: "Grandmother, Father has just recovered, so please let him come with us."

“Zhaodi, don’t blame your grandmother for being heartless. Your father doesn’t deserve anyone’s help. Have you forgotten how he and Li Chunhua treated you and your sister? Don’t forget the pain once the wound has healed.”

He Mu stood up, pushed Li Chunhua's hand away, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Hiss~"

Because of the cut on his lip, touching the wound caused a sharp pain, and He Mu immediately gasped.

He Mu glanced around at everyone, noticing the resentment in the eyes of the Liu family members.

He Mu's eyes lingered on Zhao Feng, Zhao Di, and Zhao Lian.

These three are all his daughters. Before he knew it, all three daughters had grown into beautiful young women. It seems that he has never really looked at these daughters properly.

Upon closer inspection today, He Mu discovered that among his three daughters, Zhao Feng was the most beautiful, followed by Zhao Lian, while Zhao Di was slightly less so.

The three daughters all have different temperaments, but only Zhao Feng listens to her and cares for her.

Since Zhao Lian broke her head seven years ago and narrowly escaped death, she seems to have become a different person. She has actually dared to challenge her parents for the first time and has been going against her at every turn.

Later, he learned kung fu from somewhere and inexplicably made money and became wealthy, but none of that mattered to him because he knew that Zhao Lian hated him.

He Mu knew that among his three daughters, Zhao Feng was the eldest, and he had doted on her since she was born, so Zhao Feng still had feelings for him.

On the other hand, Zhao Lian hates herself the most, and Zhao Di has no feelings for her. Moreover, she listens to Zhao Lian the most, so these two sisters definitely won't follow her.

Zhao Lian respected her older sister Zhao Feng quite a bit, and whenever something happened, she would think of her older sister.

Moreover, Zhao Feng is the most beautiful, so it shouldn't be difficult for her to marry into a good family in the future. If Zhao Feng marries into a good family, he can also benefit from it.

After much deliberation, He Mu placed all his hopes on Zhao Feng. He knew Zhao Feng was soft-hearted, so he would try to find a breakthrough through her.

He Mu glanced at the three sisters, his eyes lingering on Zhao Feng's face. He Mu spoke: "Zhao Feng, you are the eldest sister. Look at your sisters, who do you want to follow?"

“If you’re willing to come with your father, then we’ll go together. If you’re not willing, then your father won’t blame you. It’s your father’s fault for being incompetent.”

"Haha~"

He was trying to use a feigned retreat to advance, but Zhao Lian saw through his intentions at a glance and said with a sneer, "Boss He, stop dreaming. I'm not going with you anyway."

Zhao Di's eyes darted back and forth between He Mu and Zhao Lian a few times, then she gritted her teeth and made up her mind: "Sister, I've made up my mind, I want to follow you!"

Zhao Lian's lips curled up; Zhao Di's answer was exactly what she had expected. Zhao Lian looked at Zhao Feng: "Alright! And you, eldest sister?"

Zhao Feng was undecided. If it weren't for Li Chunhua, she would have followed her father without hesitation.

There's also Zhaofu. Zhaofu was raised by me since he was a child and has been by my side all these years. Although Zhaofu still hates Li Chunhua a little, she is still his mother, and mother and son are of one heart.

During this time, Li Chunhua stayed with her father, and Zhao Feng clearly felt that her father's mood had improved a lot, and he smiled more often.

But she just didn't like Li Chunhua; she found fault with everything about Li Chunhua.

He Mu saw Zhao Feng's hesitation and sighed, "Alas, Zhao Feng, since you don't want to follow your father, then your father won't force you. You must take good care of yourself from now on."

After saying that, He Mu glanced at Li Chunhua and said sullenly, "Chunhua, let's go!"

Zhao Fu's face was beaming; "Big sister, aren't you coming with us?"

Zhao Feng was somewhat surprised, as Zhao Fu hadn't called her "elder sister" in a long time; he used to always call her "money-losing brat."

Li Chunhua walked over and tugged at Zhaofu's sleeve: "Zhaofu, let's go, let's not bother people here!"

"Hurry up and leave! If you don't leave, I won't be polite!" Liu Yan found a stick and waved it in his hand as he spoke.

"You little brat, where did you learn that? You're always fighting. Put the stick down right now!" Zheng Xiuzhen twisted Liu Yan's ear with her hand.

"Mom~ It hurts, it hurts, it hurts~" Liu Yan covered his ears and his face scrunched up.

Seeing that Zhao Fu didn't move, Li Chunhua grabbed his hand and scolded him loudly, "You silly child, if she doesn't want to go with you, let's go! What are you standing here for! Let's go!"

Looking at her father's drooping head and limping figure, Zhao Feng felt a pang of sadness for no reason.

Since her father injured his leg that time, although Zhaolian later helped him heal his foot injury, he was left with some aftereffects and walked with a limp.

Neither Zhao Di nor Zhao Lian wanted to follow their father. If they didn't want to follow their father either, then their father would be truly pitiful.

Besides, Dad is an honest man, but Li Chunhua is cunning and shrewd. If I don't stay by Dad's side, she might sell him out without him even knowing.

Thinking of this, Zhao Feng couldn't contain herself any longer and shouted loudly at He Mu's retreating figure, "Dad, wait for me!"

He Mu's body stiffened; he knew that Zhao Feng would never abandon him.