Chapter 30, Wang Maner
"Are you talking to me?"
Daohua pointed at herself in surprise, looked around, and found that the girl was staring at her straight, with pleading and hope in her eyes.
Selling oneself to bury one's father, according to the routine, shouldn't the choice be a young master or something?
Hearing Daohua's question, the girl immediately began to kowtow, banging her head on the ground and making loud bangs: "Please buy me!"
Daohua didn't say anything. She looked at her carefully and found that her eyes were very bright, and her brows revealed a firmness and stubbornness that was different from that of an ordinary girl.
The people around looked over, laughing and pointing.
Yan Wentao was a little nervous. He pulled Daohua behind him and looked at the prostitute who was still kowtowing. He said hurriedly, "Don't kowtow anymore. It's so cold. Don't make yourself sick. We don't lack servants. Find someone else!"
After saying that, he hurriedly pulled the rice flowers and quickly squeezed out of the crowd.
At this time, the Yan family's carriage also arrived.
"Isn't it cold outside? Get in the car quickly!" Old Mrs. Yan's voice came from the carriage.
Upon hearing this, Yan Wentao grabbed Daohua by the armpits and carried her to the carriage.
Before getting into the car, Daohua looked back at the girl who sold herself to bury her father, and happened to meet the girl's gaze which was reluctant to look away.
"Why"
Daohua got into the carriage and was silent for a while. Before the carriage started, she looked at Madam Li and said, "Mother, I don't have a maid by my side. How about we buy that girl?"
She knew that Madam Li had been looking for a maid for her during this period. After all, Pingtong was her chief maid and was responsible for many things, so she couldn't always follow her.
Mrs. Li did not object immediately.
She's just a maid, the Yan family can afford her.
However, she was a little hesitant about leaving him to serve her daughter.
Glancing at Old Lady Yan, Madam Li thought for a moment and said, "Have you thought it through? Our family only assigns one servant to each young lady and young master. If you choose her, you can't change her in the future."
Rice Flower nodded.
She just took a look and saw that the girl had thick knuckles, and it was obvious that she was used to doing housework.
The girls around her don't need to be too smart, they just need to be obedient and able to work.
Seeing that Old Lady Yan remained silent and did not object, and seeing her daughter looking straight at her, Madam Li thought that if her daughter was not satisfied with the tool in the future, she could just replace it, so she lifted the curtain and said a few words to the coachman.
After receiving the signal, the servant immediately walked towards the girl with the silver.
Mrs. Li: "Let's go, He Wu will take care of this."
Daohua was worried, so she lifted the curtain and looked back.
Only after seeing the prostitute leave with the servants did he lower the curtain.
“You!”
Old Lady Yan tapped Daohua's forehead and said, "When will you change your habit of meddling in other people's affairs?"
Daohua took the old lady's arm and said, "I didn't mean to interfere, but she spoke to me and kowtowed to me. I can't just turn a blind eye." In fact, it was the girl's stubborn look with a bit of unwillingness to give up that touched her and made her want to help.
The backyard of the county government office.
Mrs. Li took Old Lady Yan, Daohua, and the third wife to inspect the farm and bought back a maid who sold herself to bury her father. This matter was soon known to others.
Because of what happened two days ago, even if some people were dissatisfied, they didn't dare to speak out.
That evening, after dinner, Daohua returned to her room, and Pingtong came up with a maid.
"This servant pays respects to the young lady!"
Daohua looked at the maid kneeling on the ground. After a moment's thought, she knew who she was and asked, "Is your father buried?"
Wang Maner nodded: "It's buried. Thank you for your help, young lady."
Rice Flower: "Okay, stop kneeling and get up!"
Wang Maner stood up slowly, lowered her head, and did not move in a timid manner.
Daohua looked at her carefully and found that the girl was pretty. She stood straight and looked quite heroic.
"How old are you? What's your name? Where do you live? Why did you sell yourself to bury your father? Do you have any other relatives?"
Wang Man'er: "To answer the young lady, I am thirteen years old this year."
Daohua widened her eyes: "You are only thirteen?" She was taller than Pingtong. She always thought she was at least fifteen, sixteen or seventeen.
Wang Man'er: "I take after my father, so I am taller."
Daohua nodded: "You go on."
Wang Man'er: "My name is Wang Man'er. I have no relatives at home. My father was a bodyguard, and my mother passed away shortly after I was born. I have been following my father on the escort missions all these years and have no home."
Daohua: "Since your father is a bodyguard, he should be quite skilled. Why..."
Even in a year of disaster, a capable person should be able to beg for food.
Wang Maner said with a sorrowful face, "We encountered a refugee riot on the road, and our goods were stolen. The owner asked my father and his family to pay compensation, but we couldn't afford it, so the owner hired someone to beat them up."
Daohua: "Was your father beaten to death?"
Wang Maner nodded, then shook her head: "My father was beaten by the cargo owner and was seriously injured. He had no money for treatment, and he was starving, so he fell ill and couldn't get up." She burst into sobs when she said this.
Seeing this, Daohua and Pingtong looked at Wang Maner with sympathy.
After Wang Man'er calmed down, Daohua asked curiously, "Let me ask you, there are so many people here today, why did you let me buy you?" She and Yan Wentao were not dressed very luxuriously, so why did he fall for her?
Wang Maner looked at Daohua and said, "Everyone else looked at me and the other two girls as if we were merchandise. Only the girl seemed to be genuinely pitying us."
Having traveled extensively with her father over the years, she has also learned some skills in judging people.
There were so many people at the scene, but only in this girl's eyes did she see pity and pity.
It was because of that love that she took the initiative to sell her body.
Hearing this, Ping Tong smiled and said: "You have a really good eye. Isn't our eldest lady a kind-hearted person? You must serve her attentively in the future."
Wang Man'er looked at Daohua solemnly: "My father once told me that people should keep their promises. Miss, you helped me bury my father, so my life will naturally belong to you."
Seeing her speak so seriously, Daohua was stunned for a moment: "It's not as serious as you say. You just need to do what I tell you to do."
Ping Tong glanced at Daohua and said with a smile, "Miss, why don't you give her a name?"
Rice Flower: "Doesn't she have a name?"
Ping Tong: "She has now sold herself to the Yan family, so her previous name no longer counts. Of course, her name must be chosen by her new master, which signifies a new beginning."
Daohua shook her head: "It's okay if she doesn't have a name, but since she has one, then let's call her that."
Hearing this, Wang Maner looked at Daohua with gratitude.
Her name was given by her parents, which reflects their love for her, and she doesn't want to change it at all.
Afterwards, Daohua asked Wang Maner some more questions, and then asked Pingtong to take her downstairs to rest.
Before leaving, Pingtong looked at Daohua and said, "Miss, you should also go to bed early. Madam has instructed that starting tomorrow, you will also follow Miss and the others to attend classes with Master Qin."
Daohua waved her hands: "I know!"
(End of this chapter)
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