As the saying goes, one autumn rain brings a chill. Besides the sturdy bed made by her scholar father, everything else in their home was thin and flimsy. The family didn't even have decent winter clothes. Su Yunduo felt resentment towards her grandfather, anger towards her stepmother, and above all, a sense of despair for the future.,As for agricultural taxes and corvée labor, they thought at most it would last for half a year.,At the thought of these schemes by the Su family, a cold glint flashed across Su Yunduo's face. Without Su Chengzhi's guidance and surveillance, relying on just Su Zefan, hum, the Su family will regret their actions in the future!。