Jiang Bai stood beside him and laughed, "There are always families that can't have children. This boy has already grown up, so he probably won't have trouble finding a family, don't you think?"
The man's expression changed as he looked at Jiang Bai.
If he hadn't witnessed Jiang Bai's strength firsthand, he probably would have been more interested in making a move on her.
However, remembering the intimidating manner she had given him when they first met, he could only regretfully look away.
"Fine, at this price, I'm not losing out."
"Wait a moment, I'll gather my men and we'll go back together."
The broker arranged to meet Jiang Bai at the city gate in a while, then went back to fetch reinforcements.
After the peddler left, Jiang Songwen tugged at Jiang Bai's skirt and said longingly, "Osmanthus cake."
He was afraid Jiang Bai would forget.
"Don't worry, I'll never forget your osmanthus cake."
Jiang Bai smiled and gently pinched his little nose, then led him straight to Zhou Ji's shop, bought a box of osmanthus cakes, and stuffed it into his hand.
Then she took out another box and gave it to Jiang Lu, saying, "Your favorite peach shortbread."
Jiang Lu was moved to tears. She had suspected it when her older sister bought peach shortbread earlier, and she was even more touched when she saw that it was really bought for her.
"Big sister, eat."
Just then, a small hand holding a piece of osmanthus cake tiptoed and offered it to Jiang Bai's lips.
Not to be outdone, Jiang Lu took out the largest piece of peach shortbread from the box and handed it to Jiang Bai.
Jiang Bai, of course, would not refuse his younger siblings' kindness. He first ate the osmanthus cake that Jiang Songwen handed him, and then the peach shortbread that Jiang Lu handed him. He was overjoyed.
Look, these are my Jiang Bai's younger brother and sister-in-law.
Jiang Bai was filled with pride.
Then Jiang Songwen took out a piece of osmanthus cake and handed it to Jiang Lü. Jiang Lü also shared a piece of peach shortbread with Jiang Songwen. The two siblings were kind and respectful to each other. They were both good children.
How could anyone bear to hurt such a good child?
Jiang Bai's eyes became deep and dangerous.
Jiang Anshan's family waited at the city gate. When Jiang Bai and the others came out, Jiang Songxian immediately saw the osmanthus cake in Jiang Songwen's hand.
As the youngest child in the family besides Xun Ge'er, he was pampered. Upon seeing the osmanthus cake, he tugged at Zhang Shi's sleeve and pointed at the osmanthus cake in Jiang Songwen's hand, saying, "Mother, I want to eat cake too."
The child's voice was clear and loud. Zhang's expression changed, and she quickly covered his mouth, coaxing him in a low voice, "Be good, Xian'er, Mom will ask your father to buy it for you in a little while."
Jiang Songxian understood what "buying" meant and quieted down, but she still couldn't help but swallow her saliva while watching Jiang Songwen eat.
Let alone a five-year-old child like him, even Jiang Lan and Jiang Zi couldn't help but stare longingly at Jiang Lu eating peach shortbread, their mouths constantly watering.
The two were older and knew their family's status was different now, so they didn't dare to speak.
Before long, the broker led about ten people out of the city gate in a grand procession.
These men carried sticks and ropes, and two oxcarts.
Jiang Anshan's heart sank, his eyes widened in shock, and he asked, "Da Ya..."
She had barely uttered the name when Zhang slapped her and corrected her, "Why are you calling me 'Da Ya'? Call me 'Eldest Miss'!"
"Furthermore, how can you interfere with what the young lady does?" It has to be said that Zhang Shi got into character very quickly. Jiang Bai glanced at her, and she immediately put on a smile and looked at her ingratiatingly.
Jiang Bai didn't say anything more, and the others walked towards Jiangjia Village together.
"Isn't that Bai girl? What's she doing here in our village with so many people?"
Villagers working in the fields saw them from afar and couldn't help but mutter to themselves.
"No, I have to go and see."
And so, in no time at all, they arrived at the front of the old house.
"No, that widower is over forty years old, old enough to be my Qian'er's grandfather. I will never agree to let you marry Qian'er to him."
As soon as they reached the door, they heard Lin's hoarse roar coming from inside.
Jiang Qian hid behind her, her face covered in tears.
"You have no say in your children's marriages," Jiang Anlin rebuked her.
Lin looked up at her eldest son, Jiang Songzong, with a face full of despair.
"Brother Zong, Qian is your own sister, please say a word for her!"
Jiang Songzong pursed his lips and lowered his head in shame. He had injured his throat and couldn't speak, so he simply turned his head away, but his meaning was already very clear.
Seeing his actions, Madam Lin looked at him in disbelief, as if she couldn't believe that this person was her biological son.
She then looked at Jiang Songhu: "Huzi, do you think so too?"
Jiang Songhu, with a blank face and a hint of reproach, said, "Mother, stop making a fuss. Grandma and the others have their reasons for doing this."
Standing behind Lin Shi, Jiang Qian saw the expressions on her father's and brother's faces. She laughed and cried at the same time, looking at her only younger brother, Jiang Songjing, with anticipation in her eyes.
Jiang Songjing is only nine years old this year, just the age when he should be able to understand things. When he saw Jiang Qian looking at him, he joined in and advised, "Big sister, stop making a fuss. Grandma is only doing this for your own good."
For your own good?
Jiang Qian suddenly burst into laughter. She had originally thought that she was the most beloved granddaughter of her grandparents, otherwise why would they only send her to learn embroidery?
Later, her mother told her that they did it so they could sell her for a good price, but she didn't believe it.
So when her mother took her to sell her to Jiang Bai, she outwardly agreed, but inwardly she was extremely unwilling.
But what about now?
They actually wanted to marry her off to a widower in his forties.
How much dowry did he offer?
Jiang Qian's face was calm before the storm.
Wang said with a long face, "What dowry? Where would we afford a dowry? Grandma has found you a good family."
"Would you marry me off without a dowry?" Jiang Qian sneered.
Jiang Minchang and the others all looked grim. Jiang Anshan looked at his parents, and Jiang Minchang, his face ashen, scolded, "You're a young lady, just wait to get married. Why are you asking these questions?"
"Hahaha, you sold my daughter, and you won't even let her ask how much she was sold for?"
Just then, Lin also burst into laughter as if she had gone mad.
A family of flesh and blood, truly flesh and bone; a bone poking flesh hurts more than anything else.
Jiang Cui stood beside Jiang Qian with tears in her eyes, feeling sorry for her older sister. Her sister had been sold to a widower in his forties; what good could possibly come of her?
"If you won't let me ask, then I won't. But if you want money, I'm telling you, dream on."
After Jiang Qian finished speaking with a resolute expression, she turned around and rushed towards the wall on one side.
"Qian girl."
"Sister."
Lin and Jiang Cui cried out in shock, never expecting that Jiang Qian had such a death wish.
Wang and the others also changed their expressions. If the person died, what would happen to the ten taels of silver?
Just then, the door of the old house was kicked open, and a figure rushed in like lightning, grabbed Jiang Qian's shoulder, and casually threw her aside.
Jiang Qian felt a sharp pain all over her body.
Lin and Jiang Cui rushed forward to help her.
"Qian, are you alright?"
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