"Give money and hand over the person back, I still say the same thing." Gulan said lightly.
"I...we don't have money, can it be less?"
"Hehe..." Gulan laughed, "You want less or more." She said deliberately.
"I only have two cents." Both cents made her feel very distressed.
"This joke is not funny at all, you are taking me for a fool, right." Gulan's tone changed and she picked up a stick on the ground. Gulan's action shocked Daya mother, and she shook her hands hurriedly, fearing that if she spoke a step slower, the stick would hit her son.
"No, no, no, you misunderstood, that's not what I meant, we really don't have money, otherwise... otherwise..." In a panic, Daya mother's eyes were on the two money-losing (Daya and Erya), and she immediately had an idea. They were the ones who caused the trouble, so naturally they had to solve it.
"How about I give you these two children as compensation. You should be able to get a hundred coins if you sell them." Daya's mother said this without any hesitation. She thought this was a great idea. These two children were a burden to her, so they could be sold.
Daya stared at her mother with wide eyes, trying to see even a trace of reluctance in her mother's eyes, but unfortunately there was nothing. She was just happy to get rid of the burden. Didn't she see it clearly a long time ago? What else did she have to expect? If she hadn't met anyone who wanted to buy her sisters along the way, they would have been sold long ago.
Daya's eyes showed a desperate and sad smile. Just sell them. Anyway, she didn't want such parents anymore. It was considered to repay their kindness. Daya looked at her mother with a complicated expression and lowered her head in desperation.
"Are you talking in your sleep? These two children are about to die. Who would want them? Not to mention a hundred coins, no one would want them even if they were given away for free." Although this was the result Gulan wanted, she couldn't agree to it so readily.
But what she said was true. No one would want two children like this. The older one looked no more than ten years old, and the younger one looked even younger. They were so thin that they could be blown down by a gust of wind. If they were bought back, they couldn't do any work and had to eat. No one was willing to do such a loss-making business.
The people in Lijia Village also thought this was true. It wasn't that no one sold their children on the road to escape famine. They just had no food. Some sold their children to make a living, and some sold them purely for food. But it was rare for someone like Daya mother to take her two children with her for her son. Daya mother was too much. No one in Lijia Village thought that Gulan was wrong. Instead, they thought that such a cold-hearted person should be properly disciplined.
They all had sons and daughters. Sometimes they did value the boys more. They would give the boys the good things. After all, they really depended on their sons to continue their bloodline. But this didn't mean that they could abuse the girls at home at will. It was just that the degree of pain was different. Ten fingers were not of the same length. Perhaps it is not necessarily a bad thing for these two children to follow Master Gu, maybe they can still find a way to survive. For a moment, everyone looked at the two children with pity. They were really miserable to have such a mother.
When Daya mother heard that Gulan disagreed, she immediately became anxious and shouted in panic: "It's worth it, absolutely worth it." She just needs to be raised well. She didn't dare to say this, feeling guilty.
"I don't agree with the method you mentioned, but it's not impossible to negotiate. The two children can be used as a part of it, but you must pay another fifty coins."
Daya mother felt relieved when she heard the first half of the sentence, but she felt depressed when she heard the second half. She only had more than seventy coins in her hand, and it was impossible for her to take out fifty coins. Daya mother looked at Gulan pitifully and began to play the victim, "Brother, it's not that we don't want to, it's that we really don't have it..."
"Who is your brother?" Gulan narrowed her eyes and threatened. You have to know that those who can be threatened by her are all vicious gangsters and villains in her world. This woman really disgusted Gulan.
The choked Daya mother paused. The fierceness in Gulan's eyes frightened her and she stopped crying. She quickly changed her words and regretted it very much. Why did she let the two money-losing guys come to ask for food? If it weren't for this, the current situation would not have happened.
"Big... good man, we really can't afford so much money, and the food is eaten by these two girls. If you want to find them, go find them. Yes, they are not our daughters now, and have nothing to do with us." Daya mother suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and the more she spoke, the more she felt that she was right.
Gulan raised her eyebrows slightly, "You said they are not your daughters, then they are not. Do you have any evidence?"
"Yes, we have separated them."
"Where is the evidence." Gulan looked like she didn't believe you unless you showed evidence.
"Wait a minute, we'll go get the evidence now." Daya mother glanced at the child's father who barely got up, and helped him walk towards Village Chief Zhao.
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"You two have really decided to separate the two children who are less than ten years old." Village Chief Zhao looked at Daya's parents standing in front of them in disbelief. They could say such words. They were too cruel. Village Chief Zhao's eyes were full of dissatisfaction. If this was his son, he would have taken action at this moment.
A trace of embarrassment flashed across the faces of the couple. Daya's mother said speciously: "Village Chief, we don't want to either. Isn't it true that we can't survive? If we separate them, we won't have to drag down the two children. Maybe someone will take the initiative to adopt them when they see that they have no one to rely on. Maybe they can survive." She never mentioned what happened at the resting place in Lijia Village. She thought that if she didn't mention it, Village Chief Zhao wouldn't know. How could Village Chief Zhao not notice such a big commotion? It was just that it was too embarrassing, so no one went over. And they were afraid of getting into trouble again. After all, there were too many such things in the past.
However, Village Chief Zhao agreed with Daya mother's last words. Separating them might really give them a way to survive. If they didn't separate the two children, they didn't know how long they could live. Even if they didn't starve to death, they would be sold.
"It's good that you don't regret it." Village Chief Zhao glared at them fiercely, but finally did not refuse.
"No regrets," Daya mother said decisively. Now she just wanted to get her son back quickly. If that man really beat her son half to death because of the two money-losing goods, wouldn't that kill her son directly on the road of fleeing famine? Wouldn't it cost the lives of the couple?
"What about you?" Village Chief Zhao looked at Zhao Gang (Daya Father). In fact, they were also relatives. Although they were separated by several generations, they were still relatives. This was why Village Chief Zhao would give the two children some food from time to time.
"No regrets, Uncle Village Chief, just share it." Zhao Gang said.
"Okay, it's good that you don't regret it."
As he said that, Village Chief Zhao called his son. His son had studied in the town for two years and was considered a half-scholar. He knew how to write and had paper and ink. Village Chief Zhao asked his son to write a document to divide the family. He also asked his son to add a few sentences to the document. The two children were separated when they were children, which completely severed the relationship. From then on, the two sides were strangers. In the future, Zhao Gang and his wife could not ask the children to be filial for any reason.
Hearing this, Zhao Gang and his wife were immediately unwilling. They thought that even if the two girls were given away, they would still be their children and they could still use them. The village chief added this sentence to cut off their path!