In the book, I changed the villain couple to be a daughter slave

Soon, Li Mian and the others arrived at the small courtyard.

Compared to the worst house, this courtyard has two main rooms and a storage room.

The kitchen and the main house are connected, and there is a small compartment at the entrance, which seems to be used for heating the kang.

However, no one has lived here for some time. Although the furniture in the house is intact, it is covered with a thin layer of dust.

The three of them stepped into the house and took a look. Wen Yan was suddenly a little overwhelmed by the environment in front of her.

From childhood to adulthood, Bi's family had servants serving her and she had never done any housework.

She sighed, then turned around and looked at the two children who followed her, and said helplessly: "Mianmian, Xiaofeng, you two stand here and wait. I'll go clean two stools for you to sit on, and then I'll clean up."

"Godmother, let me help you."

Unlike Wen Yan, Jiang Yufeng in his previous life had followed Qi Yue since he was a child and had learned a lot of housework and could also cook.

Having said that, without waiting for Wen Wan to stop him, he found a corner with relatively less dust and put down the thing in his hand.

"I can help too." Li Mian followed.

But Jiang Yufeng took the small basket from her hand and put it on the ground, then said with a smile: "You don't need Mianmian's help, you can go play in the snow for a while."

Li Mian wanted to struggle, but was finally sent out by Jiang Yufeng.

In the house, Wen Yan and Jiang Yufeng were tidying up in an orderly manner. Li Mian lay at the door and watched for a while. When he found that he was really not needed, he turned around and went to the yard to make a snowman.

On the thick snow, Li Mian's small figure was busy, and soon he had built a snowman as tall as himself.

As the sky gradually darkened, light snow began to fall again, and the lights in the house came on without me noticing.

The house had been almost cleaned. Wen Yan and Jiang Yufeng took a look at the sky outside and called Li Mian, who was having a great time outside, back.

"Your little face is all red from the cold, and so are your hands. Aren't you cold?" When Jiang Yufeng was brushing the snow off her hair, he saw Li Mian's red nose and hands and immediately became worried.

Li Mian sniffed and laughed, "It's not cold. I made a snowman and a lot of little rabbits."

"Even if you like snow, you can't play like this. It's easy to catch a cold." Jiang Yufeng was already sure that the Li Mian in front of him was not the 'Li Mian' he knew.

But he didn't care, except for being curious about her true identity.

"I'll go boil some hot water for you to take a bath. Don't run around." Jiang Yufeng said as he stuffed a hand warmer into Li Mian's hand.

"I want to go with you too."

Li Mian glanced at Wen Yan who was making the bed in the inner room, then happily followed Jiang Yufeng to the kitchen.

This courtyard was built a long time ago, and the facilities are all based on the habits of the older generation. There is no heating and the only way to keep warm is to burn the kang.

Although Jiang Yufeng had never lived in this kind of house, he had been to the north on a business trip in his previous life. Because the road was blocked by heavy snow, he had to temporarily stay in a villager's home and saw the process of heating a kang once.

So when I came to the kitchen, I started to follow the instructions and cooked according to the memories of my previous life.

Li Mian stood behind him with his head tilted, looking at Jiang Yufeng with some surprise.

"Brother Xiaofeng actually knows how to make a fire?"

Jiang Yufeng chuckled, continued to put firewood into the kang, then lit the pine resin for kindling and started the fire in an orderly manner.

"You're so awesome." Li Mian walked forward and squatted beside Jiang Yufeng, praising him sincerely.

Because in Li Mian's eyes, Jiang Yufeng was an eight-year-old child, and a city kid. Even if he had lived in the countryside before, he might not know how to make a fire, but Jiang Yufeng was very skilled.

This surprised her.

"Is it difficult to make a fire?" Jiang Yufeng asked casually.

Perhaps because this was said too casually, Li Mian didn’t realize anything else and said casually: “It’s not difficult, but some people just can’t do it.”

Hearing this, Jiang Yufeng curled his lips and continued: "Then next time, I will teach you."

"Okay." Li Mian squatted beside Jiang Yufeng.

As he finished speaking, the smile on Jiang Yufeng's lips gradually deepened. He stared at the flames that had already been lit. The firelight reflected on his eyes, making them look particularly bright.

At this moment, he recalled every detail of what happened after he and Li Mian met.

Finally, he found some clues in some events that had been ignored.

It was in the hospital where they first met. She brought Li Xiao to the hospital in time when she and her parents were being bullied, and she heard the man slap her in the face when he called her a bastard.

It was her mother who mentioned her life experience to Wen Yan, and she covered her ears with her hands because she didn't want to hear it.

It was the jar of candy that she brought back when she was discharged from the hospital.

She took great pains to celebrate her birthday and to make up for the regret in his heart.

It was she who, in order to enable him to grow up healthily, found various excuses to send breakfast and nutritional supplements.

In order to prevent herself from being bullied by the Jiang family, she brought Li Xiao with her to support her.

She was the one who had been taking care of everything carefully.

She couldn't bear to see the kindergarten children continue to be persecuted, so she was willing to risk her own life to catch the bad guys.

It was because she had a soul that was more than five years old that she was able to escape from the kidnappers calmly and save herself...

How could a five-year-old child do all this?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yufeng's heart beat faster and faster, and an absurd but reasonable guess was about to come out.

So, is it possible that she, like me, is an adult soul trapped in a child's body?

"Mianmian." Jiang Yufeng couldn't help himself and turned around and called her.

Beside him, Li Mian, who was warming himself by the fire with his hands stretched out, raised his head curiously: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yufeng looked into her eyes, and the words he wanted to ask suddenly got stuck in his throat.

He almost forgot that not everyone could accept those inexplicable and strange things as quickly as he did.

If I ask her, will it bring her some unnecessary trouble?

"What did Brother Xiaofeng call me for?" Li Mian asked in confusion when she saw that he didn't say anything.

Jiang Yufeng came back to his senses, quickly calmed down his inner turmoil, and said, "Wait here for a moment, I'll call my godmother to come and give you a bath."

"Oh, okay." Li Mian nodded obediently, then moved forward to let Jiang Yufeng get up and leave.

Because there was no shower room, Wen Yan had to ask the program crew for a large basin, filled it with hot water, and let Li Mian sit in it to take a shower.

While Wen Yan was giving her a bath, Jiang Yufeng waited outside obediently.

He wrapped himself in his coat, squatted on the doorstep, looking at the snowman made by Li Mian in the yard, his eyes filled with smiles.

"Mianmian...you are here to save me, right?"