"Brother, I think you'd better sell your daughter to this little girl!" A man in green walked out of the crowd and said to the man selling the girl, "You girl is as thin as a bean sprout. Even if you go to Piaoxiang Garden, you may not be able to sell a few taels of silver. What kind of business is they doing? What can your daughter do when she goes? Look at her skinny appearance, she is going to be a fire-burning girl, and I'm afraid she can't even chop a few pieces of firewood! Maybe she can't even sell six taels of silver!"

As the man in green stood up and spoke, the person who already had pity for the little girl also spoke, "After all, it's your daughter, how can you bear to sell your daughter to that kind of place?"

"No, it's a family after all. Now there are good people who are willing to want your daughter. You, a father, can't have to push your daughter into the brazier before you are happy!"

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After a group of people watching the lively voices, the man who sold his daughter finally gritted his teeth and agreed to sell his daughter to Mo Ziwan. This made Song Nanzhi and Mo Ziwei, who should have gone to the tea shop, change it to the yamen shop.

It was very smooth to arrive at the yamen. After signing the contract for selling the body, Song Nanzhi did not delay any longer. He took out the bag of medicine selling medicine, counted out six taels of silver and handed it to the man. After handing the money out, he looked at the contract for selling the body in Mo Ziwan, looked at the little girl like bean sprouts, sighed and said, "Let's go, go home!"

Mo Ziwan took the contract carefully and then folded it up. After folding it, she handed it to Song Nanzhi, "Grandma, please take it!"

Song Nanzhi took a piece of paper for six taels of silver, and couldn't help but feel heartbroken. However, he still took the contract of selling the body handed over by Mo Ziwan, put it away and put it in his arms and said, "Don't worry now!"

Mo Ziwan nodded hurriedly, "Don't worry." Then she said, "With grandma here, I just eat, drink and play." After that, she pulled the girl's hand and shouted, "Sister Chunya, let's go home with grandma!" When writing the contract for selling the body, not only did the girl's name, where she lives, why she was sold, who was sold, and the terms of life and death and family life and birth and raising are clearly written.

After leaving the yamen, Mo Ziwan didn't bother Song Nanzhi and went to the tea shop to buy tea sets. Although he had earned a lot of money, he spent so much money on the buyer, so he had to save some of the remaining money, so he could save it with the tea sets.

Tea sets can be saved, but the expenses that should be paid for in life still cannot be saved. I insisted on cutting two kilograms of meat before going home.

As soon as he returned to the yard, Mo Ziwan pulled Chunya and ran to the yard. Before the people arrived, the voice arrived first, "Grandpa, we are back! We also brought a sister back."

Mo Tingyu is a person who can't stay idle. Although his leg injury has not healed yet, he is doing his best to do what his family can do. Last night, he discussed with Song Nanzhi to pound more rice. He couldn't let the two grandsons of the Li family come and let them drink porridge every day. In addition, the rice in the field has just been collected, and even if they drink porridge, they can't have soup in the bowl. The rice at home must have prepared more rice. Before Song Nanzhi went out in the morning, he took a bag of rice stored in the cabinet and placed it next to the stone mortar and asked Mo Tingyu to pound some rice.

Mo Tingyu sat in front of the stone mortar and watched Mo Ziwan pull a little girl and run home in a breeze. He looked at the little girl who was still thinking about which child he was! He just looked at Song Nanzhi who was following him after watching for a long time.

After Song Nanzhi passed away, although she did not show dislike Chunya all the way, she was a little worried and not very happy. No one knew the situation at home better than her. Whether it was food and clothing, or people's hands, she really couldn't take care of two children. However, she looked at Mo Ziwan's happy appearance, especially when entering the yard, when she saw her excitedly pulling Chunya back home, she thought that Wanwan had no brothers and sisters, and she was the only child at home. It would be a good thing to have Chunya accompany Wanwan in the future. She was worried that Chunya would not be so difficult to accept the arrival of Chunya.

Song Nanzhi walked closer and said, "Let's talk about it when you enter the house!"

After Song Nanzhi said that, he carried the fabric, cotton and two pounds of meat he had cut into the house. After putting down the basket, he turned around and helped Mo Tingyu into the house.

After Mo Tingyu was settled, Song Nanzhi sat down and shouted to Chunya: "Come here!"

Chunya is just an eight-year-old child. Although Mo Ziwan took care of her along the way, she had just changed the environment. People she didn't know, places she didn't know, and home she was familiar with before. She walked timidly to Song Nanzhi, and didn't know how to call someone. She just lowered her head and stood in front of Song Nanzhi, waiting for her instructions.

Song Nanzhi was a soft-hearted person, otherwise he would not have bought her by Mo Ziwan. He bought it back and had to live together in the future. So when he saw her scared, he felt a little reluctant. He reached out and pulled her skinny hand and said, "Child, don't be afraid, we're home." Then he pointed to Mo Tingyu and said, "This is your sister Wanwan's grandfather. From now on, you will be the same as your sister Wanwan, and you will also call her grandfather!"

Mo Ziwan stood beside Chunya, shaking her hand and urged, "Sister Chunya, call grandpa!"

Chunya looked at Song Nanzhi and Mo Tingyu in front of her, and was afraid of dissipating, and she whispered: "Grandpa."

"And grandma! Call grandma quickly." Mo Ziwan was a completely big sister at this time, taking care of the little sister who had just arrived at home.

"Grandma!" Chunya shouted obediently.

"Good boy!" Song Nanzhi said. Then he took out the contract of selling the body in his arms and handed it to Mo Tingyu, "This is Chunya's contract of selling the body."

Then he continued, "Chunya is also a poor baby. Wanwan and I came back from selling herbs, and we met her father who wanted to sell her to some people who were arbitrary. Wanwan saw that she was pitiful and wanted to bring her back." Song Nanzhi didn't say much, and said in a simple sentence how Chunya came about and Mo Tingyu said.

Mo Tingyu didn't ask much after hearing this. Like Song Nanzhi, she had more worries about her future life. Her legs were not good at all, and her family was relying on the old woman. If Wanwan hadn't been sensible on weekdays and had no one to take care of her, she would have been unable to withstand the old woman's body. But now there is another child at home. Seeing that the child in front of her is not big, especially thin, she would have to be more concerned about taking care of her in the future.

No matter how worried he was, he was just like Song Nanzhi's thoughts. Seeing Mo Ziwan happy and brought him back, he could only accept it. He reached out and stroked Chunya's dry and yellow hair, and whispered: "Okay, okay, this is your home in the future."

Mo Ziwan listened to Mo Tingyu's words, remembered that she salvaged what she said to her in the river, walked to Mo Tingyu, leaned against Mo Tingyu and shouted: "Grandpa, don't worry, Sister Chunya and I will respect you and grandma in the future."

Chunya didn't need to be called by anyone. She knelt in front of Mo Tingyu and said to Mo Tingyu: "Grandpa and grandma, I can work, I don't eat for nothing. I can feed pigs, chickens, cook, I can dig the ground, and take care of my sister!"

After Chunya's words, Mo Tingyu sighed deeply, Alas! They are all miserable people! He pulled her up and said, "Our family is not rich. Don't kneel down from now on. You have your breasts and me at home. It's not the turn of a child to worry about your life. Just accompany your sister Wanwan with peace of mind."

Song Nanzhi also said, "Yes, you will help grandma take care of Wanwan from now on."

Chunya nodded, "Well, I will definitely take good care of Sister Wanwan."

Mo Ziwan said again: "Sister Chunya, you will be our family in the future. I'll give you a new name."

Chunya looked at Mo Ziwan, and his eyes flashed with light, and he nodded heavily and replied: "Okay!"

Mo Ziwan looked at the thin Chunya, thinking that the purpose of her grandparents' name Ziwan was to make Mo Ziwan live tough as the aster flowers that could be seen everywhere in the fields. Although the real Aster did not survive in the end, she was now her. She would live toughly for her and take good care of her grandparents. Looking at the vicissitudes of her grandparents in front of her, she said to Chunya: "You will call Mo Li from now on! Our family is Mo Li Mo Qi!"

After Chunya said Mo Ziwan, tears of beans rolled down. She had just been pulled up by Mo Tingyu and knelt down at Mo Ziwan, "I will never leave my grandparents in the future, and I will not leave you sister! I will take care of you for the rest of my life."

Mo Ziwan smiled, and her grandparents saved her and raised herself. Since entering this house, she has become the real Mo Ziwan. Taking care of her grandparents and letting her grandparents live a good life is the responsibility of their granddaughter. Although Mo Li has just entered the house and has not yet established family affection with this family, she can say such words now, undoubtedly, this child is also a grateful child.

He smiled and pulled Mo Li up, "Okay, let's take care of grandparents together in the future!" After that, he said, "Also, our family is not rich, and we can buy you back today because we found a medicinal herb on the mountain a few days ago. It happened that we went to the clinic to sell medicine today and got some money, so we had the money to buy you back."

The topic changed, "Also, our family still owes the villagers some money but has not paid it back, so when people in the village ask you, you say your father wants to sell you, and you don't want to be sold by someone. After running out secretly, I fainted from hunger and was picked up by my milk on the road!"

"Yes, yes, we will follow Wanwan's statement in the future. Otherwise, when people know that our family owes others money everywhere, they will go to buy someone to come back to serve." Mo Tingyu hurriedly said after hearing this.

Song Nanzhi replied, "Okay, I know." Then he told Mo Li, "You remember too, don't let it go in the future." As for the money left to sell medicine, I will slowly tell the old man to the evening.


Chapter completed!