Mo Ziwan didn't expect to explain that it was not heartbreaking for a rich man to spend dozens or hundreds of taels of silver, but he didn't expect that he would soon meet him when he was spending a lot of money.

Song Nanzhi wanted to go home after leaving the clinic with money, but Mo Ziwan wanted to go back and go back. Not to mention shopping, now that he has money, he should at least buy some items that he should have purchased at home.

It is already autumn, and the weather is getting colder. While the cotton has not yet increased its price, I bought some cotton and made a few new quilts. The cotton jackets on my grandparents should have been replaced long ago. Not only the cotton jackets, but also the whole body should have been replaced long ago. Not only the clothes, but also the use of them. Forget about the pot today, at least you can buy a few white bowls, a set of tea sets, and food. These days, because my grandparents and the others are here and they have sent white rice and white flour, so the food at home is still good. But in the past, my grandparents ate, thinking about the water-like porridge and the pickles that are often matched with the porridge, even if I think about it this way, I feel sad.

Thinking that there is still rice and flour at home, I plan to buy some meat to go back. My grandparents are in poor health. Even if they pay back the money today, they can still be left. In addition to purchasing household expenses and leaving some medical treatments, they can't lose money anymore.

After being persuaded by Mo Ziwan, Song Nanzhi began to buy things in a big way. First, he went to the cloth shop, and the fine and soft cotton cloth was pulled by each of them, and the cotton from two quilts was added, which were all the best, white and soft.

After coming out of the cloth shop, I went to buy tea sets. But before I could reach the tea shop, the two were attracted by a sound. Mo Ziwan turned her head to look in the voice, and saw a little girl wearing patches kneeling on the ground and shouting to the man wearing patches: "Dad, I beg you, don't sell me, I can raise pigs, chickens, or go to the field. I can raise myself, please don't sell me."

The man looked at the little girl impatiently, "The poor family can't get rid of the blame. I won't sell you anymore. What are you eating at home? Do you want to starve me to death!"

After saying that, the man in the coarse cloth shirt turned his head and said to the man in the brocade clothes holding a folding fan standing in front of him: "Don't think that I am a girl is still young, I will drive it a little longer after two years when I buy it home. I will definitely guarantee that my uncle will be satisfied!"

Although autumn is already coming, the autumn tiger is still rude, and many men and women on the street hold fans to give themselves a hint of coolness.

Mo Ziwan looked at the folding fan in the man in Jinyi's hand. The fan was opening, and it was slapping up and down. When the autumn tiger was rampant, the fan was originally a good product to send cool clothes, but the folding fan in the man in Jinyi's hand was definitely not to send cool clothes.

Why? Because the folding fan was already tied by the man, he reached to the little girl kneeling on the ground and pressed against the little girl's chin, "Raise your head and let me see, as your father said, you will definitely guarantee that the old man will be satisfied in two years!"

The little girl looked only six or seven years old, but she was scared to death by her father pulling her out for sale. Now that someone said this, she even moved her knees and turned behind her father.

But how could his father let her hide? He pulled the girl's tiny arm and grabbed her in front of him, and held the girl's chin with one hand and lifted it up. "Look, my girl is just a little thinner. She looks like her mother. When she was young, she was the handsomest in our village. I am also very handsome!"

The man in brocade beat the fan he had with him up and down in his hand. As his fan had his eyes up and down, his tiny eyes that looked like a slit were also looking up and down at the little girl in front of him. There was obvious purple under his eyes that were not open. In addition, his vulgar appearance, he looked like he was not a gentleman at first glance!

There is also the little girl's father, not even a good person! Those who are good at it not only cannot take on the responsibility of supporting their family, but also have to send their own daughter to the tiger's mouth, and even say such ugly words!

Not only did Mo Ziwan look at the little girl with pity, but even the people around him were worried about the little girl! But these days, ordinary farmers are very nervous and have no time to take care of themselves. How can they have the spare money to help someone they have never met?

There are poor people and rich people. People like the man in brocade clothes not only have spare money, but also have great family affairs.

But they may not be kind! Just like the man in brocade in front of them, not only did he not have compassion, but he also had no thoughts towards the little girl.

After looking at the little girl, the man in brocade looked at the girl and said contemptuously: "I am as thin as bean sprouts! I will not waste food to raise after buying it!"

The little girl's father immediately smiled and said, "No, no waste. She eats little and has great strength. She can sweep the floor, cook and water after buying it! She can also massage your back and shoulders at night! It's not a waste at all."

Mo Ziwan looked at the trembling little girl, and then listened to the man in thick clothes, and his anger surged into the sky. He rushed to the man in thick clothes and staggered him, then shouted loudly: "What kind of father are you! Who are you!"

When Song Nanzhi saw Mo Ziwan running away from her side with a "swoosh". When she saw her hitting the man selling her daughter, her worry and fear rose up. She quickly walked to the man in thick clothes, pulled Mo Ziwan and shouted: "Wanwan!"

Mo Ziwan looked at Song Nanzhi with red eyes and said, "Grandma, he is a bad guy! The young lady obviously begged her not to sell her, but he still wants to sell it. Moreover, the young lady is thin and small, and she looks malnourished and may still have illnesses. The young lady is so pitiful, why do he still sell her? Why don't he send her to the clinic for treatment and buy some delicious food for her?"

The man in thick clothes was already moved when he saw the person stopped by him, but a little ghost rushed up to make trouble. He reached out and wanted to push Mo Ziwan away, "Where did the little ghost come from?"

Song Nanzhi hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Mo Ziwan in front of him, apologized and said, "I'm sorry, the child is ignorant! I'll take it away now."

After saying that, he said to Mo Ziwan, "Be good at Wanwan, we are back home!"

Mo Ziwan looked at the little girl in front of her, looking at her helpless, scared and desperate, and this was the same as the first night she came to this world. But she was very lucky, and she was finally rescued and held herself in her palm and loved her!

After being hit by Mo Ziwan, the people around him also blamed the girl's father. He said everything, no matter how thick the man in thick clothes was, he wanted to continue to push his girl to the man in brocade, but the man in brocade had no intention of buying people and left after a "unlucky!"

When the man in the coarse cloth saw the buyer leaving, he looked at Song Nanzhi with an unhappy look, "Can you take care of the baby?" After yelling at Song Nanzhi, he continued to shout: "The buyer I finally found was ready, and you have been shouted away by you. You have to pay me money!"

Song Nanzhi looked at the little girl who was still trembling beside her, and felt pity. She said kindly to the man in a coarse cloth shirt: "Big brother, your girl is still so young, and she doesn't want to go to other people's houses if she says it..."

But before Song Nanzhi finished speaking, the man in a coarse cloth took over and said, "You are kind-hearted, then you can take my daughter to your house and I will sell it to you at a cheap price!"

Song Nanzhi was about to reply and say 'Who wants to buy your girl', but before he could say it, Mo Ziwan took over and said, "Okay, let's buy it, I'll give you a tael of silver!"

The man in the coarse cloth shirt looked at Mo Ziwan again, "Miss, I have raised her for eight years. Give me one tael of silver. Even if it is a dog, she has eaten my food for eight years. Ten taels of silver, a lot of money! If you don't buy it, you can find another buyer for me!"

Song Nanzhi said: "Ten taels of silver! Why don't you go to the street to grab it!"

After Song Nanzhi's words, the man in thick clothes immediately continued: "Who asked you to shout my buyer away? It's not that your girl rushed over, maybe I could sell twenty taels of silver. Now I want you ten taels of silver is considered to be a small amount."

I have been in this world for four years, but I am still very unfamiliar with it. Just like now she doesn’t know how much it costs to buy a girl like this, but the bargaining price is familiar. From buying a house and a car to buying a green onion, this bargaining price can be used in it. I cut the price by half first, and then I don’t have to add it. So I said, “This young lady looks like she is in bad health. We can only give five taels of silver. If you don’t want it, you can go and find the person just now to buy thirty taels of silver.”

The man in the coarse cloth shirt was also shameless. Seeing that Mo Ziwan had exchanged prices, he actually told a four-year-old kid to start the price, "No, five taels of silver is too little! At least eight taels of silver is needed!"

When Song Nanzhi saw that Mo Ziwan really wanted to buy the little girl back, she hurriedly pulled her and said, "Wanwan, our family has no money. Besides, she is going to our family, who will take care of her?"

After Song Nanzhi said that, the thin girl who was sold hurriedly knelt down in front of Song Nanzhi, "Mother-in-law, I can take care of myself and my sister! I can still work! Please, buy me!"

After the little girl said, his father also said, "The aunt just said that my girl didn't want to go to other people's houses, but now my girl also wants to follow you, so you can take her in kindly!"

Song Nanzhi waved his hand and said, "No, my family can't afford it! My family is so poor that it can't be broken! You can sell it to anyone you want to sell it to!" Then he pulled Mo Ziwan and said, "Wanwan, let's go!"

Although she didn't know what Piaoxiang Garden was, she didn't know, but it didn't hinder her imagination! Turn around immediately, "We'll want it for six taels of silver! If you don't agree, forget it, just buy the young lady somewhere." But the topic of the later part changed, "If you sell the young lady to us, maybe we will live a better life in the future, and the young lady can hate you less. Even if life is still poor, we are a good family, but other places are different. The book says that rabbits bite people when they are anxious. If the young lady is angry and unhappy, they might bite you too! Some people in the book are very brave and dare to kill and set fire."


Chapter completed!