Butler Pei, who had been ignored for a long time, finally had a chance to speak. He replied to Liu Mei, "This little lady, I don't want to accept a maid. It's a long way and it's not convenient to take her back!"
When Liu Mei heard this, how could this be allowed? If he didn't accept a maid, how could her daughter become so successful? How could she fly up a branch and become a phoenix?
Ge Mingyu also had the same idea as her, but Mrs. An didn't think so. She was thinking about the current situation. If this noble man didn't accept the maid, then she wouldn't be able to make any money. What a huge loss.
So, the three women kneeled down in front of Butler Pei and began to beg in tears.
"Help, noble man, we really can't survive anymore, otherwise who would be willing to sell the child? Please give the child a way to survive!"
Ge Mingyu didn't expect to follow the old woman and kneel down, but seeing her like that, the old woman's eyes lit up. She originally thought she would sell one, but she didn't expect an unexpected surprise.
Anyway, the granddaughter is of no use. Not to mention the land, she will have to prepare a dowry for her future marriage, and she won’t get much out of it even with the betrothal gift, so it’s better to get more money from selling her.
At this time, the old woman took the lead, and several other women came out, vying to beg for help.
Xia Qiyue quickly took a few steps back, walked to the two little ones, poked their stomachs with her hands, and then the two children opened their eyes.
Taking this opportunity, she didn't have to go to the doctor in advance.
Otherwise it would be unsafe.
She had already put the thousand taels of silver notes into the space under the cover of her sleeves, so she was not afraid that the old woman would come back and try to grab them later.
As for the fact that everyone knew about so much money, she had already thought of a way.
The commotion here attracted everyone, some joined the begging team, and some came to watch the show. Those who begged to sell their girls were very concerned about their girls, fearing that they would run away and not make any money.
But there is one exception, and that is An Qingyan, Liu Mei's daughter.
She waited there expectantly, fearing that the noble man would not want to buy her, and her good days would be gone.
I don’t know how long I had been begging, but Butler Pei’s carriage had already been surrounded. Butler Pei couldn’t help it, so he finally agreed.
However, he only wants five children, and he really can't take away more.
The price is also extremely cheap, only eight taels of silver each. If you want more, don’t sell it!
Xia Qiyue was stunned. People in this era are so cheap. For only eight taels of silver, they sold their children?
Because it was Mrs. An and Liu Mei who took the lead, two of the five children's places were taken away by Mrs. An.
An Qingyan came over happily, carrying a package, which was something Liu Mei gave her. She didn't know what it was, but she was very happy anyway.
The children from the other three families were seven or eight years old, one was more than ten years old, and one was only five or six years old. He looked similar to An Qingling. He was brought over by his parents who were crying. After receiving the money, they handed him over.
The person who gave it to Butler Pei turned around and left without any regrets.
When five-year-old An Qingling was brought over by her father, she had a high fever, was talking nonsense, her face was red, and her exposed toes were bleeding.
Her parents, An Zikang and Ge Mingyu, only cared about counting the money, but no longer cared about their sick daughter, leaving them at the feet of Butler Pei.
An Zihao, who had been gritting his teeth and wrapping his fists to endure it, couldn't bear it anymore. His eyes were bloodshot, and he shook his fist fiercely and rushed forward.
At this time, his mother was asking Ge Mingyu for money and asked her to give her seven taels. If she didn't give it, she would divorce her.
An Zihao couldn't do anything to his own mother, and he couldn't beat his sister-in-law, so he would teach his third brother a lesson.
"An Zikang, are you still a human being? Do you deserve to be a human being? You didn't care about Ling'er when she was so ill, but you actually sold her? Do you know that she won't survive if she is sold like this?"
Among the noisy and crying crowd, this harsh voice stood out particularly loudly.
I saw that An Zihao's iron fist had been thrown towards An Zikang
"Are you worthy of being a human being?" He punched An Zikang hard in the face.
"Are you worthy of being a father?" Another punch hit An Zikang hard on the chest.
"Are you a beast in human skin?" An Zihao said and struck him in a circle, beating An Zikang until he was unable to fight back.
The people around him just watched indifferently, and no one took action to stop the fight. Those who were crying also stopped.
An Zihao continued, "Do you know what will happen to Ling'er after he is sold?" Bang... another punch.
"She will become a slave and be inferior to others all her life. The power of life and death is in the hands of others! She will stand when others sit, she will watch when others eat, and she will guard when others sleep! And that's not all. The master can beat him whenever he wants.
Kill as you say, do whatever you want! You ruined Ling'er's life just for those eight taels of silver! Do you know?"
After beating An Zikang until his mouth was full of blood, he grabbed his collar and lifted him up violently, asking him to look at the child lying on the ground with a high fever and calling for father and mother.
An Zikang grimaced in pain. He had no time to see his daughter, so he kept shouting that it hurt.
Old man An couldn't squeeze in from the crowd, but old woman An was anxious.
If the child is not sold, the fourteen taels of silver in her hand will be gone.
She had just threatened and induced her two daughters-in-law to give her eight taels of silver and seven taels of silver. What was Lao Wu doing?
Without thinking, she ran forward, snatched her third son from An Zihao's hands, scratched him and cried again.
An Zihao let his mother scratch him without fighting back or saying anything back. In the end, he just looked at Ge Mingyu and An Zikang and asked, "Are you really going to sell Ling'er?"
An Zikang was already dizzy from being beaten. Ge Mingyu was a little frightened by An Zihao's sudden madness, and said tremblingly, "...Lao Wu, if you don't sell Ling'er now, it will be a problem for you to marry a wife."
Yeah...I...I can't bear to do it either, oh oh oh oh oh...but there's nothing I can do..." He said hesitantly, and put all the blame for selling the child on An Zihao.
"Okay!" An Zihao interrupted Ge Mingyu's hesitation and waved his hand, "Return the money you paid for selling the child! I will not marry this wife! From now on, Ling'er will be my daughter!"
Until seeing this moment, Xia Qiyue knew more about An Zihao.
Although he is usually taciturn, he is really sassy with his fighting spirit.
At this time, besides Xia Qiyue, who was staring at his brother-in-law, there was another person whose heartbeat was beating loudly for him.
"Lao Wu, what are you fooling around about? How can you not marry a wife? How can you continue the family line without marrying a wife? You are not allowed to care about this matter, and quickly return Ling'er!"
Mrs. An almost screamed hysterically, startling everyone around her, but An Zihao remained indifferent.
In her arms, An Qingling kept talking nonsense, but she said, "Mom, just think that your son is unfilial. If it doesn't work, take me out! From now on, if your son marries a wife and has children, he won't let his parents worry about him, so just treat this child as his son."
Stay! I will raise her!"
An Zihao held the child tightly in his arms with red eyes. Faced with his unreasonable mother, he was afraid that the child would be robbed if he didn't pay attention.