Chapter 2 Debts

"Dad, son, please, my son only has these two daughters. My son is reluctant! Father! ”

"Dad, Rong'er is my daughter, your granddaughter, you can't pull Rong'er to pay off the debt! Father! The voice of pleading came through the crack in the door.

Song Qingyuan opened the door with a creak, lightened his pace, and walked over quietly.

As soon as Song Qingyuan's mother, Li, saw Song Qingyuan coming in, she immediately pulled Song Qingyuan over in a panic.

dragged Song Qingyuan into the second room.

"Stay inside, don't come out." Li commanded with a serious expression.

Then he closed the door with a "bump" and locked Song Qingyuan in the house.

There is not only Song Qingyuan in the house, but also Song Qingyuan's younger brother, Song Huai'an, the Song family's Shilang, who is also the youngest child of the Song family.

Song Huaian is six years old this year, three years younger than Song Qingyuan, and he is a very smart little fat man.

He was lying on the kang and looking out curiously through the wooden window.

After seeing Song Qingyuan come in, he turned his head and said mysteriously, "Dad and Uncle gambled and owed money, and they were approached by others, and they were about to pull Sister Rong'er to pay off their debts." ”

"Don't go out, or I'll pull you into debt." Song Huaian said.

The eyelids were slightly disgusted, "But you don't have to be too afraid, you are not as good-looking as Sister Rong'er, they don't have to be yours." ”

"I'm afraid that Sister Rong'er won't be able to pay off her debts, so I'll pull you over to make up for it." Shiro sighed.

Although my sister used to grab food with herself, she has changed a lot since she hit her head.

Especially these days, I will help myself wash my clothes and wipe my nose.

If he was arrested like this, he would still be very reluctant.

After all, this is his only sister.

Song Qingyuan looked at Shiro's tangled expression with concern and reluctance, and his heart warmed.

This bear child still has a bit of a conscience, and he doesn't take care of her in the past few days.

As for the bear child's slight disgust, saying that she didn't have Song Qingrong's good-looking things, she wouldn't bother with him.

After all, she is really not as good-looking as Song Qingrong.

Song Qingrong has a slender figure and a delicate appearance, she is a little difficult to explain, she can only be said to be slightly dark and fat.

Fortunately, the foundation is good, as long as you lose weight and do whitening, you can still be a little beauty.

But Song Qingyuan doesn't care about these very much, as long as he looks passable.

People still rely on their appearance for three points and temperament for seven points.

Song Qingyuan stretched out his hand and patted Shiro's head.

After being impatiently avoided by Shiro, he didn't get angry and asked, "How much money do Dad and Uncle owe?" ”

"Eighty taels, a full eighty taels!" Shiro stretched out eight fingers, opened his mouth wide, and said with an exaggerated expression.

"Eighty taels ......" Song Qingyuan chuckled in his heart.

How much money the Song family has, Song Qingyuan doesn't know.

But looking at the environment of the Song family, it is absolutely impossible to take out eighty taels.

No wonder he wants to pull the daughter of the Song family to pay off the debt.

No, the Song family still has 20 acres of land, but I don't know if Mr. Song is willing to sell the land.

In ancient times, the land was the lifeblood of the croppers, and the female baby has always been known as a money-loser.

Whether he will sell land or people, Song Qingyuan has no bottom in his heart.

Especially this silver is owed by the original owner's father and uncle, if you want to sell it, she should bear the brunt of it.

It's just that the third uncle's family has always been honest, so he was bullied by the big house and the second room.

So much so that Song Qingrong, who had three rooms, was going to pay off the debt.

Is Song Qingrong worth eighty taels?

Although Song Qingyuan is not very clear about the prices in ancient times.

I guess by feeling, it won't cost so much money to buy a beautiful slave.

Saying this, it is very likely that she is about to face the fate of being sold, and Song Qingyuan can't help but be a little worried.

However, she also knew that she couldn't help this matter, and she could only see what the old man of the Song family meant.

Fortunately, the old man of the Song family used to be a scholar, and he shouldn't be able to sell his sons and daughters.

What's more, the Song family is still studying, and they are also going to take the imperial examination.

If the family sells their children and daughters, it will have a great impact on them.

Thinking of this, Song Qingyuan's hanging heart relaxed slightly.

Putting down the back basket and running up to the kang in two steps, Song Qingyuan was next to Shiro, propping up a gap in the wooden window, and quietly observing the situation in the courtyard.

I saw a few tall people, holding sticks, with fierce expressions, looking very difficult to mess with, strange men, standing in the middle of the courtyard with their arms crossed.

Next to it is the scene of the three mothers hugging each other, trembling and crying.

Song Qingyuan glanced at it, these three people were the third aunt of the original owner, Ye Clan.

There are also two daughters in the third room, Song Qingrong and Song Qingmo.

The original owner's mother, Li, and Dafang's aunt, Sun, stood next to them, looking like they were concerned, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

In addition, there is a middle-aged man with a curved back, medium stature, and dark skin, who is also the third uncle of the original owner.

is kneeling to the side and kowtowing in the direction of the original owner's grandparents.

On the other side of the original owner's grandmother, there were also two people kneeling, one was the original owner's father, and the other was the original owner's uncle.

"Third brother, you are selfish! You lose your conscience, you can't bear your daughter, do you want to see your two brothers die! ”

"Second brother, I don't treat you well, I think the poor family couldn't open the pot back then, but your second brother and I went to steal two steamed buns and divided half of you, so you won't starve to death."

"I didn't even give it to my eldest brother, so I gave it to you, how can you be ungrateful now? Now when the second brother uses you, you turn your face and don't recognize people, do you want the second brother to die? ”

"Third child, you have lost your conscience!" Song Chengyi cried for a while.

While crying, he kept slapping the ground with his hands, his expression was angry, and he kept counting the third Song Chengli on his mouth.

"Second brother, I'm not ......" Song Chengli shook his head and waved his hand again and again.

"I remember the kindness of the second brother back then, and I dare not forget it, but Rong'er is my daughter."

"It's also the second brother, your niece, how can you let Rong'er pay off the debt......

"Third brother, just save your two brothers, my brother has been thinking about you all his life!"

"Third brother, the eldest brother kowtowed to you." The boss Song Chengzhong looked loyal and honest, and prayed earnestly.

"Third brother, look at what you have forced your eldest brother to be, why are you so selfish? You can't think about us big guys just thinking about yourself. Song Chengyi continued Song Chengzhong's words.

"Besides, I'm the second uncle for the good of Rong'er."

"My niece is handsome and looks like a young lady from a big family, and she should live a good life together."

"I wronged her in our house, our family is not that rich family, we can only eat soup and porridge every day, eat steamed buns, and can't even eat white flour steamed buns."

"If this is with Li Sanye of SF Casino, it will be fragrant and spicy, and you will enjoy endless glory and wealth!"

"When the time comes, the second uncle will be able to borrow your light, right?" Song Chengyi said with a flattering smile, and said to Song Qingrong, who was hiding and crying.