Since the three young girls couldn't help on the mountain, we settled them in and told them to go home and boil some water first.

Li Daxing returned without knowing what was going on.

Zhao Di held the two girls' hands tightly as they returned home, her heart pounding wildly.

If her father were gone, that would be a good thing. But if he were to come back even with a breath left, the three sisters would probably be doomed.

But no matter how anxious she was, there was nothing she could do.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I heard my younger sister crying.

"Don't hit me, don't hit me! Brother, I've already prepared food for you, please don't hit me."

"I'll beat you to death! I'll beat you to death! Who told you not to roast sweet potatoes for me? Dad already said everything in this house belongs to me."

I wanted to eat roasted sweet potatoes, and you didn't even tell me! I'll kill you!

“Brother, Dad said that all the food in the house belongs to you and him, and my sisters and I can only eat yams and sweet potatoes.”

If you eat the roasted sweet potatoes, we'll go hungry. We already don't have enough roasted sweet potatoes and yams, and they'll be gone after the Lunar New Year. Our eldest sister has already told us to eat as little as possible.

"If you eat the sweet potatoes, how will we survive?"

"I don't care. Dad said I can eat whatever I want. Everything in this house is mine. If you don't give me any, I'll beat you to death."

As the fool's voice came, the little sister's crying intensified.

Zhao Di rushed in and saw a 12-year-old boy punching and kicking an eight-year-old girl who was lying on the ground.

The little sister, who was originally eight years old, was short and small due to long-term malnutrition, and did not look like an eight-year-old child at all.

But the 12-year-old boy was tall and strong, and ate well every day.

And you have energy!

He completely and utterly crushed the little sister!

Xiao Guai rushed forward, grabbed a stick from the woodpile against the wall in the yard, and started hitting the idiot.

"Don't hit my sister, or I'll kill you."

Unfortunately, when Xiao Guai swung the firewood stick at the idiot, it was like tickling him.

The fool, instead of thinking that Xiao Guai was playing with him, casually picked up a fire poker from the base of the wall.

"Play! Play hitting people! This is fun."

He swung the stick at Xiao Guai, aiming straight for Xiao Guai's head. With that kind of strength, Xiao Guai would immediately be bleeding from a head wound.

Just then, Zhao Di erupted.

The fear and uncertainty about the future, along with the possibility that the three sisters might be sold by their father and their unknown fate, had thrown her into a state of panic.

But now, the foolish younger brother is actually trying to poison his sister.

She wasn't trying to protect Xiao Guai; she just hated the idiot. She never thought about what the three sisters would eat.

In a fool's mind, they are just servants in this house, slaves who should be taken care of and fed.

They are not siblings at all.

Zhao Di, being a bit older, also picked up a shovel from the yard. A shovel and a fire poker are not even in the same league.

With a single shovel, the stick in the fool's hand was knocked away; the fool had clearly never imagined that anyone would resist him.

Seeing the stick fly away, she immediately sat down on the ground and started crying.

"Give me back my stick! Give me back my stick! How dare you hit me! When Dad comes back, I'll have him beat you to death!"

This sentence was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Zhao Di swung her shovel and struck the fool hard. Although the fool was strong and powerful, he was caught off guard and was beaten black and blue by Zhao Di.

And then, with a crack, the idiot's leg was broken.

This time, the fool fainted from the pain.

After beating the idiot, Zhao Di was a little dazed, propping herself up on the ground with a shovel.

Looking at the mess in the yard.

The idiot was hit so many times by her. Although no vital organs were injured, his leg was broken and his arm was fractured.

Her two younger sisters stared at her, dumbfounded.

Looking at all this in the courtyard, Zhao Di wondered if her father was still alive.

If he were alive and saw a fool being beaten like that, he would know his father would go crazy.

But what good is being afraid now?

I had no choice but to call on my two younger sisters.

“Don’t just stand there and lend a hand. Carry the idiot inside. If he freezes to death, our father will definitely kill us.”

The fool was thrown back onto the kang (a heated brick bed) in his room.

The sisters remained silent and cleaned up the mess in the yard, sweeping away the bloodstains on the ground with sand.

Immediately, there was nothing left.

Zhao Di and her younger sister boiled water, and then called several girls, including Xiao Guai, to her side.

"Remember, no matter who comes and asks the idiot why he broke his leg, just say he was careless."

He climbed onto the roof and fell, getting hurt like this.

Eight-year-old Yin Di hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Big sister, will others believe us? Dad will definitely beat us. He won't allow us to fail to take good care of our brother."

"Big sister, should we run away? If our father finds out that we beat my brother like this, he'll definitely kill us."

There was no way around it; his mentally challenged brother was his father's new insurance policy. If he got even the slightest injury, even if it had nothing to do with them, they would get a good beating.

They were almost beaten to death before, and today the idiot was beaten like this again. No wonder his father won't let them off the hook.

Zhao Di gritted her teeth,

"Wait a little longer."

Logically speaking, after being lost for so long, their father would definitely not be completely unharmed; even if he moved, he would get sick from the cold.

Now that he has run away from home with his two younger sisters, let alone whether he can even get out, where can he go in this freezing cold?

My mother was from another place, and when she married into this family, she had no idea where her family was from.

Besides, they needed a letter of introduction to leave the village, and the three children had never been outside before.

Whether you go outside or stay in the village, you'll die anyway.

Zhao Di and her sisters squatted in the kitchen, staring at the flames, waiting for the final blow from the god of fate.

Xiao Guai used a fire hook to pull the yams out of the fire.

She was starving and had been freezing all day.

Clearly, the other three sisters had no appetite whatsoever, only Xiao Guai was carefree.

Peel off the charred outer skin to reveal the roasted yam inside.

These three sisters are eating sweet potatoes with gusto, what's troubling them?

Even if Li Daxing were to return to this courtyard alive right now.

But Li Daxing was so badly injured that if he hadn't been taken to the hospital, he would have died anyway.

But looking at the three sisters so worried, their eyebrows could trap flies.

To be honest, Xiao Guai knew that the three sisters weren't good people.

However, he had no intention of dealing with the three sisters.

"Dad's injuries are so bad, shouldn't we call a doctor? Or should we take him to the hospital?"

One sentence immediately put Zhao Di's mind at ease.