Chapter 775 Since I can't support you, I might as well strangle you to death
Minghui's implication is that she doesn't care whether the child lives or dies?
Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan were quite surprised, but they did not question Minghui's words.
After all, Changsheng is not the only child in the Sanqing Temple.
If all the children's parents came to him and he gave them money, he still wouldn't be able to afford it.
When raising these children, Minghui made it very clear that from then on they would have no connection with their original families.
"Okay, take the child out and I'll strangle him to death myself!"
Zhou Wei thought Minghui was trying to scare him, so he said so on purpose.
Everyone knows that Taoist Master Minghui of Sanqing Temple is a kind-hearted person. I believe that for the sake of the child's life, he will definitely give him money.
Madam Zhou was so frightened that her legs were shaking. She tugged at Zhou Wei and said, "Master, let's go back.
We can't raise that child even if we take him home, so we should just consider him as not destined to be with us."
"What do you mean by no fate? It's just that you as parents are incompetent."
Muxiang couldn't help but sneer, but she was worried that her master would be angry, so she shrank her neck.
Jiang Wan would not say anything to her. She looked at Zhou Wei and his wife and asked Zhou Wei, "How much silver do you plan to exchange for a sick child?"
"At least five... no... ten taels of silver!"
Zhou Wei's eyes lit up, thinking that Jiang Wan was willing to pay. "This distinguished guest doesn't seem to be short of money. If you are willing to pay for these Taoist priests, it's not impossible."
"You wish!"
Cheng Jin couldn't help but retort. He noticed that Fuling's expression became increasingly ugly, and he knew that she also disliked this couple.
"Wanwan, stay away from him."
Song Jiuyuan pulled Jiang Wan and looked over with a cold look, which immediately made Zhou Wei feel a chill down his spine.
This person's eyes are so scary.
It was also at this time that Xuan Cheng carried Changsheng out, and Changsheng looked better than yesterday.
However, Zhou Wei had never looked at the sick child carefully and did not notice anything unusual because the child was already skinny.
"Since you want the child back, then take him away."
Taoist Minghui waved his hand, looking indifferent. Xuan Cheng met Changsheng's rolling eyes, with helplessness in his eyes.
Then he walked to Zhou Wei with Changsheng in his arms. Madam Zhou subconsciously tried to take it, but was pushed away by Zhou Wei.
"You really don't want him?"
"There are too many children in Sanqing Temple. If you can support him, that would be great."
Taoist Minghui's words startled Madam Zhou, and she subconsciously glanced at Zhou Wei.
"Husband, this child is in poor health and we can't afford to raise him. I think we should..."
"Since you can't keep it alive, you might as well strangle it to death."
As Zhou Wei was about to raise his hand to pinch Changsheng, Jiang Wan suddenly spoke quietly: "I remember the Dafeng law stipulates.
Isn't it illegal to harm or abandon a child?"
She lied with open eyes. Naturally, the laws in ancient times would not be so complete.
But Song Jiuyuan still cooperated with her and said, "Yes, Song Yi, go down the mountain and report to the authorities."
"etc!"
Seeing Song Yi leaving and heading down the mountain, Zhou Wei did not pick up Changsheng, but said angrily:
"This is my son. Without me, where would he be..."
"Then you have no right to strangle him."
Fuling's eyes were full of disgust, "If you don't like him, why bring him into this world to suffer?"
"Then we didn't know that we were born sickly."
Madam Zhou sighed with regret, because she gave birth to twins.
It would be a great blessing if both children were healthy.
It's a pity that this child is unlucky.
"Since you like this sickly guy so much, I will sell him to you."
Zhou Wei's eyes rolled around and fell on Jiang Wan, Fuling and the others.
He could see that these people were feeling sorry for the sickly person.
"You said it yourself, he is a sickly person, we bought him to serve us.
It would cost too much money to raise him, and it's not worth it."
Jiang Wan said this deliberately, and glanced at Madam Zhou who was not far away with a look of unbearable pain in her eyes.
Although this man is a bit selfish, he probably doesn't want his son to die.
Jiang Wan then said, "It is a blessing for the child that the Sanqing Temple is kind enough to raise your child.
You are so shameless and still asking for money. Aren't you destroying the child's last chance of survival?"
"What kind of way to survive? We can't just give the child away for nothing, right?"
Zhou Wei was still somewhat unwilling, and Taoist Minghui glanced at Madam Zhou behind him.
“There are two choices. One, take the child away and don’t disturb the peace of Sanqing Temple.
Second, the child should stay, write a letter of severance, and do not come to Sanqing Temple to disturb him in the future."
Taoist Master Minghui is good at fortune-telling and this child has a bright future.
If one has such a pair of parents who hold him back, it will hinder his practice.
"Of course, if you take the child away and don't take good care of him, we will report you to the police and accuse you of child abuse."
Jiang Wan threatened the other party quietly, and echoed Taoist Master Minghui. Her purpose was naturally to force the couple to compromise.
"Boss, I beg you, please give the child a chance to live!"
Madam Zhou knelt in front of Zhou Wei and said, "We already have Xiaobao to carry on the family line. We can't raise this child anyway, so just treat it as if I only gave birth to Xiaobao!"
She admitted that when Zhou Wei forced her to come to Sanqing Temple, she expected Sanqing Temple to give her some money.
But at this point, her only hope was that the child would be alive.
Just be alive.
"Why are you kneeling?!"
In front of so many people, Zhou Wei felt very embarrassed and turned around and wanted to leave.
"Since you want to raise this sickly thing, I'll give it to you."
At worst, he can wait until the child is older and then come back to find him.
"Wait."
Taoist Master Minghui stopped him and said, "Since you have decided to keep the child, please sign the contract!"
Xuan Cheng was well prepared, after all, it was not the first time he had signed this.
The children in Sanqing Temple all know that they are abandoned and they are not ashamed of it.
"I can't read!"
Zhou Wei made an excuse, but Minghui had already prepared a solution: "Then press your fingerprints."
"The head of the family."
Madam Zhou stopped Zhou Wei who wanted to run away and said, "Xiaobao is still waiting for us at home. Let's finish the job and go home early."
She pressed her fingerprint first, and Zhou Wei followed closely, although he was reluctant, he finally pressed it.
After pressing the hand seal, the two of them left quickly, and no one looked back at Changsheng in Xuancheng's arms.
Fuling felt pity for the child for a moment. She sighed softly, "This child has a miserable life."
"not necessarily."
Taoist Master Minghui curled his lips in an unfathomable manner. Today was a good day, and God had sent his heir to his doorstep.
This kid is a talent.
Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan looked at each other and guessed that Changsheng would have a bright future.
It was cold outside, Xuan Cheng said apologetically: "Master, I will carry Changsheng back to the room first, be careful not to let him get cold."
"Go ahead."
Taoist Priest Minghui waved his hand, then looked at Jiang Wan and the others and said, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, my distinguished guests."
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