Chapter 9: Selling the Granddaughter
"You can't sell the house, this is handed down by our old Zhao family ancestors!" Mrs. Zhao shook her white head firmly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Then you can't sell the house, it's better to sell your granddaughter, and sell it for more than ten or twenty taels." The yellow-toothed thin man obviously hadn't forgotten what happened just now, even if Zhao Qingzao was hiding behind Wang, his eyes still seemed to be able to see through Wang's flesh and skin and see her.
When Mrs. Zhao heard that there was another way, she immediately nodded as if she was pounding garlic, "Okay, this stinky girl is still worth so much money, use her to pay off the debt, you must not hurt my little black, he is timid." ”
Zhao Qingzao was so angry that her liver exploded, her son lost money, and he actually wanted to buy himself to pay off his debts, what kind of logic is this. Looking at the Wang family and Zhao Dahei again, under the angry eyes of this gang of fierce and vicious men, they didn't have a word of refutation to what Mrs. Zhao said, and they had no objection to selling their daughter.
Knowing that his parents couldn't count on it, the yellow-toothed thin man also rubbed his hands and looked very happy, Zhao Qingzao emerged from behind the Wang family, and he really had to be sold for hiding like this.
"Brother Biao, if you don't chase after you, my uncle should run away from the back door. If you want to sell me in, I will be killed by a pillar of death, but I am the one who even jumps over the river, and I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid that your gambling debts will be blown away. Zhao Qingzao stood on the edge of the pillar, reminding him while putting on an unyielding appearance.
Brother Biao hurriedly waved his hand to his subordinates, of course he didn't care about Zhao Qingzao's life, what he cared about was money, if Zhao Xiaohei ran away, he wouldn't be able to get a word. When he landed, except for Brother Biao and the thin man with yellow teeth, everyone else went to catch Zhao Xiaohei, and the footsteps were particularly loud in the night.
The atmosphere in the courtyard was so deadlocked, the yellow-toothed thin man touched the room with ease, and moved a stool for Brother Biao to sit on.
And Zhao Qingzao hugged the pillar, once they wanted to use her to pay off the debt, she would die, and I didn't know if I could go back, the life here was really bad.
Mrs. Zhao flew several eye knives towards Zhao Qingzao, if it weren't for this loss of money and goods, her little black would have run away from the back door, what if Xiao Hei was caught by them, would she be beaten, Mrs. Zhao rubbed her hot palms and was worried......
"Brother Biao, this kid ran out of the back door for half a mile, and almost left Zhaojia Village, fortunately, the brothers rushed over in time, otherwise he would have escaped. Who knew that this kid also jumped into the water and wanted to escape along the river, but fortunately I had a good water nature, so I jumped down and grabbed him, causing me to get wet!" A bald man threw Zhao Xiaohei to the ground in the yard like a chicken cub with one hand, and twisted the water on his clothes dissatisfied.
The yellow-toothed thin man aimed at Zhao Xiaohei's face in the past, rattled a few strange laughs, and kicked a few more before saying: "Tell you to run, no one dares to escape the debt of our auspicious gambling house, you kid is really brave and fat, it's really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, brothers, let him see the fate of daring to collect debts!"
All of a sudden, Zhao Xiaohei was surrounded, those big men, you punched me and I kicked them down.
"Mother, brother, save me. Zhao Xiaohei was beaten and screamed.
"Stop, heroes, stop, I still have money there, I'll get it for you, don't fight, don't fight. Mrs. Zhao was distressed and wanted to pounce, but was stopped by Zhao Dahei, and she could only feel that she had to pay the money to change people.
Brother Biao made a gesture, and the people under him stopped moving, and Zhao Xiaohei, who was surrounded, only screamed in pain.
Mrs. Zhao was lame, hurriedly went back to the room to get the money, and finally took out a cloth bag and a clay pot, there were only five taels of broken silver in the clay pot, and there were two silver hairpins in the cloth bag, which were old and a little black.
"Just this amount of money is barely worth eight taels of silver. The yellow-toothed thin man took it and handed it to Brother Biao, pouting disdainfully.
"That's all, all the heroes have a grace day, let the old woman go and raise money!" Mrs. Zhao knelt down for them with a "plop".