The woman was a matchmaker. She danced with joy and said, "Your Fang Qing is a beauty. It is a blessing for Fang Qing that the young master of the Ruan family has chosen her."
"The young master's family is rich. Your daughter will never have to worry about food and clothing if she marries him. The Ruan family is also generous. When they married the Zheng family's daughter, they gave so much money!" The matchmaker raised five fingers with an exaggerated expression.
The adoptive father stared at the matchmaker's raised finger, and his eyes finally changed slightly. He said with some concern, "But the young master of the Ruan family has already married three wives, and each of them died in unclear circumstances. If our Fang Qing marries one of them, then..."
The adoptive father's words stopped at the point, but the matchmaker already knew what he wanted to express.
The matchmaker was a little embarrassed. She said, "That's because those ladies aren't destined to enjoy wealth and glory. It has nothing to do with the young master."
"Fang Qing is still young, so send her over to be raised first, so that she can develop a relationship with the young master. She'll get married when she's older. Hey, Boss Chen, don't hesitate. Fang Qing isn't educated, and your family's financial situation is just like that. The fact that she's been chosen by the Ruan family is a sign of your Fang Qing's good fortune..."
The adoptive father hesitated for a long time before saying, "I'll think about it."
When Jiang Zhen returned to the room, Jiang Bi saw that he had a gloomy expression and didn't dare to speak to her brother.
Jiang Zhen walked to the bed and sat down. He stared at his younger sister and felt extremely heartbroken at the thought that his sister might be sold to the Ruan family as a child bride.
Seeing her brother staring at her with a serious expression, Jiang Bi clenched her pencil and asked softly, "Brother, what happened?"
Jiang Zhen said nothing and just fell on the bed pretending to sleep. Seeing that her brother was going to sleep, Jiang Bi put away all the books and prepared to go back to the house with her things.
"Girl." Jiang Zhen suddenly called out "Girl".
Jiang Bi hadn't heard her brother call her like this for a long time. She turned around and stared at the little boy on the bed.
"Girl, I will protect you for the rest of my life." Jiang Zhen said.
Jiang Bi smiled lightly, "I know, brother."
A few days later, Jiang Zhen discovered a group of strangers had come to his house, including a man in a suit. The man, about thirty years old, wore a large gold chain around his neck and was squatting next to Jiang Bi, talking to her.
Jiang Bi was washing vegetables. She lowered her head, her face flushed, and she was too embarrassed to talk to anyone.
Jiang Zhen, carrying his schoolbag, hid behind a tree, watching the scene from afar, secretly clenching his fists. He suddenly left and went to the city.
Jiang Zhen walked into a clinic and said to the doctor, "My father has a sore throat and it hurts so much that he can't eat. I came to buy him some anti-inflammatory medicine."
The doctor asked, "Do you have any history of allergies?"
"No."
The doctor prescribed some medicine for Jiang Zhen. When giving it to Jiang Zhen, he also reminded him: "Remember to tell your father that you can't drink alcohol after taking this medicine!"
Jiang Zhen nodded, took the medicine and went back. His adoptive father glanced at him with a guilty look and asked him, "Why are you back so late?"
Jiang Zhen gave the medicine to his adoptive father and said, "You have a sore throat, right? I bought some medicine for you." He dropped his schoolbag and asked his adoptive father, "Have you cooked yet?"
"Not yet, the vegetables are cut."
"Then I'll go cook." Jiang Zhen rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen to set up a stool to cook.
The adoptive father stared at the pills in his hand, somewhat moved. "Thanks, kid." The pills were prescribed by the doctor, folded in a newspaper, and taken one packet at a time. The adoptive father unfolded the newspaper and took the six or seven pills.
He stared at the boy cooking in the kitchen, hesitant to speak. How should he tell this child that his sister was about to be sold to another family as a child bride?
The man hesitated for a long time, but still didn't dare to speak.
Jiang Zhen quickly finished cooking and poured a glass of wine for his adoptive father as usual. When he gave the wine to his adoptive father, Jiang Zhen said, "Drink less."
"I don't have anything to do tonight, so it won't hurt to have a couple of extra drinks." The adoptive father picked up the glass and took a sip.
Jiang Zhen stared at his movements, his eyes icy cold on his little face.
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