Seeing that Ya'er was determined to leave, Mr. Zou tore off the last layer of disguise and cursed viciously: "You white-eyed wolf, you have been eating the Zou family's food and drinking the Zou family's food for these years. Now that the Zou family is in decline, you want to quit and find another one."
If you climb a high branch, believe it or not, I will beat you to death!"
Ya'er was so frightened that her thin body was trembling, but she did not bow her head to Mr. Zou: "Cousin, before my grandmother passed away, she entrusted Ya'er to her uncle, and gave away the wealth of the Li family and Wan family to raise ten Ya'er.
That’s enough!”
If her parents had not died early and there was no one close to her to rely on, her grandmother would not have had no choice but to entrust her young daughter to her uncle.
Her uncle treated her well, but she was paralyzed in bed and couldn't move, so she served her with tea and water. She thought she was filial to her uncle.
Later, when her uncle left, she became a maid of the Zou family. She had to call her uncle "Master" in front of outsiders. She had to do all the laundry and cooking. She didn't have a moment of leisure, and she couldn't afford the food she ate.
Just call her a white-eyed wolf, she just wants to live innocently!
"Okay, okay, you white-eyed wolf is keeping track of things in your mind. I've spent all these years raising you in vain!"
Mr. Zou was so angry that he wanted to pounce on you several times: "If the Zou family hadn't taken care of you, you would have driven your clan to extinction, and you still have the nerve to settle old scores with me here!"
Ya'er kept silent and endured Master Zou's accusations, but still looked at the Song family's ancestors and grandchildren pleadingly.
"My dear, this baby is so pitiful..."
Song Wufu sympathized with Ya'er's situation and felt that Mr. Zou would probably sell her a second time because of his urine quality, so he felt compassion and wanted to help this little girl. He had already helped her once and would just help her to the end.
Song Xixi thought for a while and came up with a good idea: "Wutong Lane is usually deserted when no one lives there. Why not let her stay there and take care of the house? It will be convenient for her to stay in the city in the future."
Song Wufu put his hands on his hands and laughed: "Okay, this is a good idea!"
Seeing that the old man had no objection, Song Xixi ignored the angry Mr. Zou and waved to Ya'er: "Since you want to repay your kindness, then come with us."
Ya'er didn't expect them to agree so quickly. After being stunned for a while, she wiped away her tears and quickly stood up and rushed over: "Thank you Sister Song, thank you Grandpa Song, thank you for accepting Ya'er!"
Seeing Song Xixi turning around to leave, Mr. Zou said angrily: "Miss Song, she grew up eating from the Zou family. Isn't it appropriate for you to take her away like this for nothing?"
Song Xixi smiled half-heartedly: "What do you want?"
Mr. Zou rolled his eyes and said with a pained expression: "Five hundred taels, you give me five hundred taels, and I don't care whether this white-eyed wolf lives or dies from now on!"
This damn girl had a charming face at a young age, but when she grows up, she will offend the eyes of many men.
Originally, he wanted to keep him for a few more years, and find a powerful family as a concubine in the future, so that he could ride on the momentum of the nobles and rise up. Now that the evil star named Song is intervening, he can only reluctantly give in and make five hundred yuan first.
Let's talk about two pieces of silver.
"Five hundred taels, how dare you think..."
Seeing Mr. Zou's face full of flesh and blood, Song Xixi was so disgusted that she kicked him directly in the belly that was like a ten-month pregnancy: "Give up this idea!"
After that, she didn't even look at Mr. Zou who was moaning in pain and couldn't get up, and walked away with Song Wufu who looked happy and Ya'er who was stunned.
As for the officer guarding the door, it seemed that he had not seen this scene and automatically blocked Mr. Zou's wails and pleas for help.
Seeing the meal, Song Xixi proposed to pick up Song Niannian from Ping'an Embroidery Square to have dinner together, and then go to the newly bought house to take a look after eating.
Song Wufu had no objection to this arrangement, so the grandfather and grandson took Ya'er, who was nervous and apprehensive, to Ping'an Embroidery Workshop.
When Song Niannian saw his grandfather, whom he had not seen for many days, he danced with joy.
Finding an unknown young lady, she quietly asked Ya'er's identity.
After learning about Ya'er's tragic life experience, the little girl burst into tears and felt extremely distressed, but she did not dare to show it for fear of touching Ya'er's sadness.
After that, she hurriedly showed Song Wufu the skills she had learned over the past month.
Song Wufu didn't understand embroidery, but he could distinguish good from bad.
Seeing that the leaves embroidered by his granddaughter looked like moldy cereal cakes, the flowers embroidered had a strange face that could eat people, and the grass embroidered looked like chicken feet that had been gnawed by dogs, he praised his granddaughter against his will and encouraged his granddaughter to keep working hard.
better.
Behind his back, the old man said something nice to Qingyin with an embarrassed look on his face, saying that she had been busy for more than a month. If her granddaughter didn't study hard, she would be beaten and scolded when she needed to, and the Song family would never say anything about it.
Qingyin is still patient with her only apprentice, even if Song Wufu doesn't tell her, she will teach him easily.
However, Song Wufu's trusting attitude still made her a little happy. She asked the cooking woman to cook a few more dishes and invited the three of them to dine in the embroidery workshop.
The grandfather and grandson could not refuse, so they stayed.
After the meal, the four of them walked to Wutong Lane.
Song Wufu and Song Niannian were extremely satisfied with this house. They looked at it several times but couldn't find anything bad about it.
Finally, at the strong request of the two of them, Song Xixi had to roll up her sleeves and clean the house inside and out with them. They also walked around several streets and bought pots, pans, bedding and mats.
That night, the four of them rested in the house.
After breakfast the next day, Song Niannian returned to the embroidery workshop, and Song Xixi and Song Wufu were also going home.
Seeing Ya'er who was busy and unwilling to stop for a moment, Song Xixi took out three coins and handed it to her: "From now on, you can guard the house here and keep it clean inside and outside. I will give you three coins every month."
silver."
Three cents of silver is not much, not much, but it is enough to maintain Ya'er's livelihood.
Ya'er took the money and looked a little uneasy: "Girl, is this slave the only one here?"
Song Xixi corrected her: "I didn't buy you, you are still free and you don't have to call yourself a slave in front of me."
When Ya'er heard this, she became even more uneasy: "Girl, I haven't settled the bond for my slave yet, why don't we do it now?"
Song Xixi understood her thoughts and made it clear to her once and for all: "I will not buy you. You are still free. If you find a better place to go and want to leave someday, just say hello."
The uneasiness on Ya'er's face became even worse: "Ya'er, Ya'er doesn't want to leave. Ya'er wants to stay here for the rest of her life. As long as the girl is of use, Ya'er is willing to go through fire and water!"
Song Xixi knew that the girl had just escaped from the tiger's den and needed some time to build up her self-confidence and recognize herself, so she no longer forced her to accept the fact that she was not a slave: "You stay here first, and we will talk about other things later."