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After receiving the memory, Su Man also knew who had just bumped into her.
It was Zhou Anan, the son of the eldest son of the Zhou family.
The sister he said he didn't want to sell was also from the Zhou family, Zhou Pingping.
Zhou Anan banged her head but still refused to give in, determined to fight Su Man to the death, "You evil woman! If you sell my sister, I will let my father and uncles kill you when they come back!"
Su Man was in no mood to pay attention to him. She looked around and saw several figures in the distance.
That was Qin Mosheng who was negotiating with someone. Zhou Pingping was held in the hands of two rough men and looked up and down.
"Your girl is so skinny and pale, how could she possibly be worth four pieces of bread? Just three pieces, sell it to me or not."
Zhou Pingping had just turned ten years old. She was originally a cute little girl, but she was starving while fleeing from famine. She was held under the arm of a rough man and struggled desperately.
There was a ball of straw stuffed in her mouth, and her speech was unclear. I could vaguely hear her shouting for help.
Even if Wang Man has no blood relationship with these children, but at least they are relatives, then Qin Mosheng will have no worries.
Facing the buyer's doubts, he said bluntly, "That's wrong. I've heard that in the early years of famine, many families traded their children for food. Although I feel bad, if the rumors are true, this child is already eleven or twelve years old. If you follow your example, you won't have enough for four cakes."
The buyer was a woodcutter before the famine. After being lectured by Qin Mosheng, he lost his patience and said, "You are talking so much nonsense, you just want to sell your girl as food."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Pingping, who was still struggling, stopped moving.
Sell it as food?
Is he going to eat her?
Zhou Pingping was frightened to death, and her mouth, stuffed with straw, made a whimpering sound.
Grandma, Dad, Uncle...
She kicked and thrashed, and the woodcutter, annoyed, threw her to the ground and said, "What are you yelling about? Your family doesn't want you anymore, and no one will come to save you even if you yell."
“Wuwu…”
Zhou Pingping struggled in pain and shook her head frantically.
No they are not my family, they have no right to sell me!
After some negotiation, the woodcutter finally bought Zhou Pingping for three and a half pieces of cake.
In other words, they went back and forth for half a day just for half a piece of cake.
Don't underestimate this half piece of cake. At a critical moment, it may save a life.
After the two of them discussed it, Qin Mosheng did not put the cakes together. He left one and a half pieces outside and put the other two pieces in his arms.
Qin Mosheng was not embarrassed about this behavior, but felt at ease with it.
Wang Man is a girl after all. It would be bad if she ate the food that would keep her alive because of greed. She left it here with him and took it out after he finished eating it.
Just as he was about to go back to find Wang Man, a stern voice rang out from behind him, "Put the child down. We won't sell him."
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