44. Chapter 44 Selling Yourself to Bury Your Father 2
There was a shabby mat spread on the dirt floor in front of the City God's Temple, and a scrawny old man, with his eyes half closed, lay straight on it.
Alas, looking at the old man's pale complexion and the look of death, he must be the deceased father.
Next to him, a girl wearing white linen mourning clothes put a straw in her head, knelt down and sobbed.
I thought about the girls in the play who sold their bodies to bury their fathers. They all had the appearance of a beautiful lady or a Diao Chan. I don’t know whether it was lucky or unfortunate. When they were selling themselves, they were spotted by a few gangsters and were about to rob them. At this time, the crowd
Zhong Bide stepped forward at the right time and a handsome young hero not only saved the girl from the gangsters, but also gave her money to bury her dead father. The girl had no way to repay her, so she had to agree with him...
However, this time, well, this time the girl's appearance is really mediocre, I'm afraid it will be difficult to sell her.
Alas, the world is also declining, and the folks in Jinling are so cruel. Seeing such a tragedy, they just walked around in a circle and pointed, looking at the excitement, but did not see any kind-hearted people who were willing to help.
Therefore, I immediately felt extremely sympathetic.
I sighed again, secretly took out two peanut-sized South Sea pearls from my purse, wrapped them tightly in a handkerchief, and handed them to the girl: "Girl, please pack them up quickly and bury this old father of yours."
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The girl trembled, pulled her sleeves to wipe her tears, and looked up at me in surprise.
Suddenly her cheeks turned red and she was ashamed, and her eyes were watery and affectionate.
I was slightly stunned and looked down at the smart men's clothes I was wearing.
No way, my appearance, Ye Rong, is for both men and women? First, the white-faced scholar in the small town, and then this girl who sold her body to bury her father?
Alas, as the saying goes, filial piety comes first, and this girl is the same. Her father just died, so it's not appropriate for her to look at a... well, a man with such tenderness and shyness, right?
I felt a little uncomfortable, so I half-covered my mouth with my left hand, cleared my throat, held the handkerchief in my right hand, and handed it to the girl.
The girl lowered her eyes, took the handkerchief with a blushing face, turned sideways and opened it carefully.
For a while, she seemed to freeze, and then turned around quickly and kowtowed to me: "Young Master is so kind and virtuous, my little lady..."
Immediately, everyone's eyes were directed at me, and soon they started pointing and whispering at me.
Alas, although I, Ye Rong, like to be in the spotlight, I don’t want people to gossip!
I quickly lowered my body, covered my mouth, coughed lightly, and whispered: "Girl, don't do this..."
The girl raised her head and said a little shyly: "With this, the little girl can bury her late father. Even if the little girl works as a slave and a maid, working as an ox and a horse, she still has to repay the Lord's kindness and virtue. Since the Lord bought
The little girl got off..."
Oops, no, when she mentioned it, I suddenly woke up. This girl is going to sell herself! I just took out two beads. This girl doesn't think I bought her intentionally, right?
Alas, I was doing good deeds with good intentions, but instead I got into trouble like this, alas...
If Ninth Senior Brother saw this, he would laugh to death?
Hey, why didn't he say anything this time?
I turned around in a panic to look for Senior Brother Ninth.
Fortunately, fortunately, there is no sign of Brother Ninth around here. I have to get out of here quickly.
I stood up and said solemnly: "Girl, please don't misunderstand..."
Before I could finish speaking, I suddenly heard a voice saying coldly: "Your old father is not dead yet, what are you selling yourself for?"
