Chapter 6 Sell?
Sell?
Hu Xiner was shocked. Luo Yan actually wanted to sell out Mu Qing?
But shouldn't women be sold off to brothels or something?
Driven by curiosity, Hu Xin'er continued to listen. Another unclear voice shouted, "Sister...Xin'er, I want Xin'er, my wife, my wife..."
He is the stupid son of a landlord!
"What wife?! Didn't you see? That Hu Xin'er and that young master are so close and intimate with each other that it's already dirty. Our family can't afford to lose that person. After my sister sells that young master, I'll find you a better marriage! That Hu Xin'er is pregnant with a little bastard. She has been made a widow so hastily. I don't know how she will survive in the village in the future!"
vicious!
Hu Xiner could only think of this word to describe Luo Yan.
"Xin'er, Xin'er...I want Xin'er..."
The fool continued to shout, but Hu Xin'er had no intention of eavesdropping anymore. Without further ado, she turned around and ran back.
In the hall, Mu Qing was still sitting at the square octagonal table, her beautiful white hands holding chopsticks as she ate slowly and leisurely with elegant manners. Even the act of eating was like a painting.
"Don't eat anymore, pack it up, pack it all up." Hu Xiner pulled off the tasseled cloth on the table, wrapped up the pig's trotters and roast goose, and stuffed them into her arms.
After doing all this, she pulled the stunned Mu Qing up and said, "You are not from their family at all. You were sold and you still have to help others count money. Let's go. It will be too late if you don't leave now!"
"It's not like that in the first place. Staying in an inn is also living. Staying here can save you some money." Mu Qing followed Hu Xiner's footsteps, one deep and one shallow.
The family in his memory was just a vague shadow, definitely not like the Luo family. Luo Yan was a complete stranger to him.
"Don't make plans for me." Hu Xin'er really loves and hates him. Just for a few potatoes, is it necessary for him to be so wholeheartedly nice to her?
The two men left the yard and stood at the gate, where the two servants who had just abducted them to the Luo family were standing on either side, like door gods.
"Without the young lady's order, you two are not allowed to go out." The two men crossed their swords in front of Hu Xin'er, as if she was under house arrest.
"Do you know martial arts?" Hu Xin'er's low voice was only audible to Mu Qing. She pressed close to Mei Tanlang, and the two looked inseparable.
Isn’t that how it’s played out in TV dramas?
Pick up a martial arts master and show off your skills at the critical moment.
However, Mu Qing shook his head.
Hu Xin'er looked at Mu Qing from head to toe in disappointment. Although he was tall and slender, with fair and tender skin, it was obvious that he was just an embroidered pillow. It was impossible for her to break in and knock down the two servants.
what to do?
Is it really necessary to be trapped in the landlord's house and wait for Luo Yan to sell Mu Qing?
Just when she was at her wit's end, a butcher swaggered in at the door, with thick beard, thick eyebrows and big eyes, revealing a murderous intent.
The oil on the kitchen knife in his hand reflected off it. He stood in front of the courtyard gate, and his powerful voice seemed to have its own tweeter.
"Luo, get out here! Your foolish boy has brought trouble to my piglets. Do you think you can keep the peace by playing coward?"
Li Sangui!
The butcher in the village!
He was born ferocious and his job involved seeing blood all day long. Everyone in the village was afraid to avoid him, but in Hu Xiner's eyes, he was like a savior.
"Luo! Today, if you don't pay me some money, you won't be able to leave this door!"
He roared, and even the two servants were silent, like dogs with their tails between their legs.
While they were wary of Li Sangui, Hu Xin'er pulled Mu Qing away, broke through the encirclement, and rushed out of the courtyard, "Uncle Li, Uncle Li, I've captured the second young master of the Luo family for you!"
Li Sangui came to ask for advice, but Hu Xin'er suddenly appeared, tricking him into stopping shouting for a moment. He stared at Hu Xin'er warily, "What tricks are you trying to play now?"
"Look at what you're saying." Hu Xin'er smiled awkwardly, holding the cloth in her hands and the pig's trotter in her arms. "Uncle Li, isn't it easy to get compensation from the Luo family? If the Luo family's second young master is in your hands, are you afraid they won't obey?"
"The second son of the Luo family?" Li Sangui narrowed his eyes and then burst into laughter. "When did the Luo family have a second son? You little girl, you want to trick me? No way!"
The Luo family only has Luo Yan and the silly boy. Who in the village doesn’t know this?
Hu Xin'er didn't even believe her own nonsense. She turned around and asked the servant, "Tell me, is Mu Qing your second son?"
Luo Yan had already given instructions, and the servant just nodded woodenly.
"Really?"
Li Sangui was skeptical, but Hu Xin'er struck while the iron was hot, standing on tiptoe and pinching Mu Qing's face. "Look at this little guy, with his fair face and scholarly complexion, how could he grow up like this if he wasn't from a wealthy family?"
While talking nonsense, Hu Xiner couldn't help but sigh that this handsome man's skin was really soft!
Mu Qing grinned in agreement. If Miss Hu had been so smart before, she would never have been bullied by the eldest sister of the Hu family.
Li Sangui figured that he couldn't get the money anyway, so he just took Mu Qing and Hu Xiner with him.
…
"When the Luo family redeems me, I will release you! Otherwise, you will have to sell your flesh to pay off your debt!"
In front of the pork shop, a big knife was stabbed into the chopping board. On the board were pork belly, pig tail, and ribs.
"Sure, sure." Hu Xin'er said with a playful smile, immediately getting into character. "Come and see, come and see. Life should be enjoyed to the fullest. Would you like to take a pound in the front row?"
"The dark clouds have not yet covered the mountains, and the front legs are lean and can be cut into pieces!"
"Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and horseshoe crabs appear in my dreams."
Mu Qing chuckled out loud when he heard the jingle adapted from ancient poetry. Realizing that he had lost his composure, he raised his arm to cover half of his face.
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