The village chief jumped up in anger, pointing at the wicked mother-in-law and scolding, "Your words are like farts! How can it be just the price of an adult? I've never seen you dote on your granddaughter before, always calling her a money-loser, but now you can't bear to part with her!"

The wicked old woman sneered, "Village chief, what you're saying is meaningless. A beating is a sign of affection, and scolding is a sign of love. Which child wasn't raised with scolding? It's only natural for me to educate my granddaughter. How is that disliking her? I won't stop Ah Zhen from leaving, but of course my granddaughter can't leave."

The village chief was about to start cursing again, but Ye Qingqing stopped him. There was no point in talking to such a scoundrel. There was only one way to deal with a scoundrel: be even more scoundrel than her.

"Just tell me, how much does the child cost?"

Ye Qingqing asked directly, "The child is the rope that binds the mother. If the child isn't rescued, it won't matter if Ah Zhen is rescued. She will definitely come back here again."

Moreover, judging from the tone of Master Ye and the village chief, this family dislikes their granddaughter very much. The little girl will only suffer if she stays. Let's do a good deed to the end and let the mother and daughter be reunited!

The wicked mother-in-law readily agreed, "I won't ask for much. Just give them 300,000 yuan each, and I'll release them without hesitation."

"What are you still asking for after 300,000? Aren't you afraid of burning your hands with this ill-gotten money?" the village chief mocked.

He worked his whole life and never saved 300,000 yuan, but this heartless family made money by selling their daughter-in-law and granddaughter. He wasn't envious, but he felt so sour. Why didn't God have eyes and strike this bunch of beasts dead!

The wicked mother-in-law ignored the village chief. If she had 300,000 yuan, she would buy two houses in the county town—one for herself and her husband, and one for her youngest son. Then she wouldn't have to live in the countryside anymore, and she wouldn't have to put up with the village chief's attitude.

Tie Dan and Wu Chen were both very angry and wanted to suppress them by force, but Ye Qingqing stopped them with a look.

“Okay, three hundred thousand it is. Cash on delivery. We’ll need the village chief to write a contract to prevent anyone from going back on their word.” Ye Qingqing agreed immediately.

Wuchen was furious. He glared at Ye Qingqing. He thought, "I would have been better off spending 300,000 on delicious food for her. Why give it to this family of bad people?"

Ye Qingqing winked at her, and Wuchen snorted and turned her head away, too lazy to care anymore. However, she was already prepared to get the money back in a while, and she couldn't let this family take advantage of her.

The wicked mother-in-law was overjoyed, but she still regretted it a little. Ye Qingqing had agreed too readily. Maybe if she had asked for 400,000 or 500,000, Ye Qingqing would have agreed too!

"If you want a contract, you'll have to pay more—500,000—otherwise I won't sign!"

When the wicked mother-in-law heard that a contract needed to be written, she changed her mind again. Ye Qingqing's face darkened, and she nodded to Tie Dan. Tie Dan understood immediately, picked up the wicked mother-in-law, walked into the yard, and with a light toss, he easily threw the nearly 200-pound wicked mother-in-law onto the roof.

"Ah...put me down...someone's dying...put me down quickly..."

The wicked mother-in-law was so frightened her legs went weak. It was three stories high! If she fell, she would definitely be smashed into a pulp. And who knows which vixen would get the 300,000 yuan!

A few minutes later, the wicked mother-in-law's shouts subsided, and Ye Qingqing went out and yelled at her, "Are you willing to sign the contract or not?"

"Sign, I'll come down and sign right now, let me down quickly, I'll definitely sign!"

The wicked mother-in-law kept begging for mercy, saying that 300,000 yuan was enough for her to live on for the rest of her life, and that she didn't need to be too greedy; 300,000 yuan was just fine.

"Tie Dan, get her down!"

At Ye Qingqing's command, Tiedan climbed onto the roof with his bare hands, scaling walls and eaves, leaving the village chief and Master Ye speechless. He was even more amazing than Yanzi Li San!