Jia Lian returned to his courtyard. As expected, Wang Xifeng was still busy in the East Mansion and had not returned, so he took Qingwen to his small study.
After entering the house, Sister Shan followed in and helped Jia Lian change clothes and wash hands.
When she took the water out, Jia Lian said to Qingwen:
"See? These are things you should do every day from now on."
Upon hearing this, Sister Shan stopped, looked back at Qingwen, said nothing, and hurried out again.
Immediately, Sister Shan brought tea and snacks in. Afterwards, she walked over and stood by the door waiting.
Jia Lian said to Qingwen again:
"These things will all be yours from now on."
After that, he told Sister Shan:
"I don't need you to serve me here anymore, just go down."
Sister Shan hesitated not to go out and whispered:
"Second Grandma has given orders to call me..."
"Second Mistress tells you, just follow her. I don't need you to serve me here." Jia Lian interrupted Sister Shan in a deep voice.
He knew that Sister Shan was Wang Xifeng's eyes and ears, so he wanted to bring Qingwen back today. Sister Shan knew that she was going to be replaced, so she was particularly disobedient.
However, this kind sister is someone who only cares about food and not fights. She thinks that she has Wang Xifeng to support her, and her mouth last time didn't make her remember any longer. What's more, if she goes out just like that, leaving Jia Lian and this strange girl alone.
In the house, when Wang Xifeng came back, she would definitely not let her go.
So, Sister Shan continued to grind and refused to go out:
"Second Master...Second Grandma...this servant dare not disobey..."
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"Pa!"
A teacup suddenly flew over and hit Sister Shan at her feet. The tea splashed all over Sister Shan’s skirt.
Sister Shan screamed in fright and knelt on the ground with a "gudong" sound.
Jia Lian didn't want to talk nonsense and just said:
"Clean it up, get out."
Sister Shan didn't dare to be wordy anymore, got up, cleaned up the broken disks on the ground, and hurriedly left.
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Only Jia Lian and Qingwen were left in the house.
Jia Lian looked at Qingwen and saw that she had returned to the calmness she had when they first met her, and no longer looked like she had just lowered her eyebrows, so he frowned and asked:
"Why did you come to Jia's house? Did your father sell you again?"
Qingwen looked at Jia Lian with her clear eyes:
"I am selling myself, not the Jia family."
Jia Lian banged the table hard with his knuckles:
"Didn't I lend you money?
Aren’t you ‘not a slave nor a concubine’?
You can come to me if you have any difficulties, why should you betray yourself?"
A sigh:
"Sad for his misfortune, angry for his inability to fight! You are depraved!"
Every time Jia Lian said something, tears welled up in Qingwen's eyes. By the end, she had to hold back her tears.
She looked steadily at Jia Lian, biting her lip, but said nothing.
Jia Lian knocked on the table:
"Speak! Didn't you have a sweet mouth just now?
One mouthful of "slave", how refreshing it is to scream, now you are mute?"
Qingwen still didn't speak, her big bright eyes were filled with tears, but she just held it in and refused to fall.
Jia Lian also felt a little distressed.
After all, she was just a girl of 13 or 14. In his previous life, she was just a junior high school student. She didn't understand many things, could be forgiven for many things, and was the kind of person who didn't need to be sentenced for murder.
Jia Lian waved to her:
"There are no outsiders in this room, please sit down and talk.
Once you become a slave, I probably won’t have your turn anymore.”
Qingwen bit her lip and said angrily:
"I am a shameful 'servant', and I have no shame to sit in front of Second Master Lian."
Jia Lian was so angry that he punched the table:
"What's wrong with you little girl?
When I met you in Suzhou, you were quite sensible. How long has it been since I last saw you? How did you become like this?
If I ask you a question, give me a good answer. Don’t think I can’t do anything to you!
If you can come into Jia's house, I can kick you out.
You have a biological father and an older brother outside. I will ask them to come and take you away. I don’t want any money from you.”
Qingwen's face suddenly turned red, and she rushed over, pressing her hands firmly on the table. She looked at Jia Lian across the table, and her tears fell on the table, breaking them into pieces:
"If you dare to kick me out, I will kill you on the stone lion at the door of your Jia Mansion!"
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Hey! Do you think this is Qingwen? Or is it dog skin plaster?
Jia Lian was stunned because she was so angry:
"Why are you like this, little girl?
Did I offend you last time?
Are you here to take revenge on me?"
"No! Repay the favor!"
Qingwen pursed her lips tightly, but her tears still rushed to the table.
"The twenty taels of silver were robbed by my father..."
As soon as the word "my father" was mentioned, Qingwen couldn't help crying anymore. But she never refused to cry, she just sobbed desperately to hold it back.
"In just one day, he lost all his money...and owed another fifteen taels...he...he...he wanted to sell me again...
My brother got anxious and stopped me from selling me. He...he hit my brother with the door bolt...my brother's head...my brother's head was covered in blood, but he still held his leg and didn't let go...
I couldn't watch my brother die, so I agreed... I secretly ran to the Lin Mansion, but they said that Second Master Lian had returned to Beijing... I was so anxious that later a housekeeper said that Second Master Lian's family was from
The housekeeper will arrive in Suzhou in two days and asked me to wait...
Later, I finally found Butler Lai, and I begged him to buy me... He didn't agree at first, but then he agreed after I told him that I was good at needlework and showed him the flowers I embroidered.
But he only gave me fifteen taels of silver, so I begged him to give me an extra five taels to help my brother with medical treatment and medicine... I kowtowed until I broke my head before he agreed... However, the deed of sale stated that it was a non-sale contract...
…Eternal life…cannot be redeemed…”
Qingwen's suppressed sobs were more heartbreaking than crying loudly.
A girl with an arrogant heart had no choice but to bow her head to her fate at her most vulnerable age. The scars on her heart must be very deep.
"Since I am destined to have such a father, and I am destined to be sold sooner or later, then... then I might as well sell myself to a place where I can see my benefactor, even... even if my benefactor looks down on me for the rest of my life..."
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Jia Lian felt soft after hearing this, took out his handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to Qingwen:
"Wipe your face, sit down and say.
I don’t look down on you, I just feel sorry for you.”
Qingwen took Jia Lian's snow-white handkerchief with both hands, but used her sleeves to wipe her tears:
"I said, 'Don't be a slave for a man, and don't be a concubine for a woman.' I was too young at that time, and I didn't know that I could not avoid the fate of being sold...
Anyway, I have to be sold and I have to be someone else’s little wife...then...then...then I would rather sell myself to my benefactor than be his benefactor’s little wife.”
When the words "little wife" came out of her mouth, Qingwen's face suddenly turned red, as red as a ripe tomato.
Jia Lian looked at this underage cherry tomato, grinned, and said carefully, almost word by word:
"I have a wife and a little wife.
Moreover, my wife is very fierce and will not allow me to marry another wife.
You are still young now, so you can stay here for a few years. When you grow up, I will give you..."
"I don't want anyone else, I want to marry you.
If I can’t be your little wife, I will be your little wife.”
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I want to be Jia Lian’s wife. If you dare not agree, I will die for you and spit blood on your face!)