[We just came from that family, and they really want to sell you. For our sake, don't shoot us in the brain, you're so fierce. 】

For a while, Ning Guanguan didn't know whether he should laugh or not.

[Tell me their plan as it is, and if you lie half a sentence, I'll pick you up rat skins.] 】

[Spare your life, they said that Old Man Zhao and Zhao Erlang are in the town, and they plan to let the two of them gamble money, and when they lose, they will use you to pay off their debts. 】

[Then sell you to the lowest kiln, let you sell your body every day, and get all the fields of the Zhao family.] 】

……

The two rats gossiped and told Ning Guanguan everything they had heard.

Ning Guanguan sank his face.

This Song family really doesn't shed tears when they don't see the coffin!

When Zhao Yuan was still in high spirits, the Song family was stalking, and Wu Xiulan agreed to the marriage of Zhao Yuan and Song Xiangxiang.

After Zhao Yuan became seriously ill, he proposed to dissolve the marriage contract, but the Song family was unwilling, and finally bought the original owner and married the original owner.

Now that the Zhao family is good to the original owner, they feel that they have humiliated Song Xiangxiang, and after killing the original owner, they want to gnaw the original owner to the bone, and they want to pull the Zhao family to the point of no return.

If Zhao Wangui and Zhao Yan were designed into the gambling game, the Zhao family would definitely be ruined.

[Do you know where my deed of sale was hidden by the Song family? Help me steal it out, I won't treat you badly in the future, but there is one thing, don't steal the Zhao family's things again. 】

She had planned to get the deed of sale back tonight.

The deed of sale had the fingerprints that the original owner was forced to press, and if the government intervened, it would inevitably alarm the people of the Ning family, and Ning Guanguan was unwilling to do so.

There is no deed of sale, how can the Song family get her?

This is the bad part of ancient times, although the law clearly stipulates that women from good families cannot be bought and sold, but there are too many loopholes that can be exploited.

[I know, but they lock it up, and we can't open it.] Rats are in a dilemma.

Ning Guanguan can only do it himself.

"Why are there so many rats?" Wu Xiulan outside was talking to herself, paused, and asked Ning Guanguan, "Xiaoxiao, have you washed it?" Why don't I go in and beat the rats? ”

"Go outside and wait for me, and I'll look for you later."] Ning Guanguan let the rats go, and then replied to Wu Xiulan, "Mother, I drove them away." ”

Wu Xiulan listened attentively, and it was really gone, "Then you bubble again." ”

However, Ning Guanguan soon came out.

The clothes she wore before were already very bad, and Wu Xiulan was sewing with an oil lamp at this time.

"Mother, don't make it up, it's easy to damage your eyes." Ning Guanguan walked over and took away the clothes and needles, "I'll make up for it during the day." ”

"It's okay......"

"The fumes are also very smoky."

Ning Guanguan is now wearing the clothes of the second sister-in-law Liang.

You have to find a way to make money.

Wu Xiulan couldn't resist Ning Guanguan, put away her things and went to sleep.

……

Night.

Ning Wanguan opened his eyes from the darkness, his eyes shining.

The people of the Zhao family had already fallen asleep, and the entire Baitao Village fell into silence.

The moonlight poured down on the earth like flowing water, and there was only the low chirping of insects.

The two rats had been guarding outside the Zhao family before, not daring to go far.

probably knew that Ning Guanguan had no ill will towards them, and he was not so afraid of Ning Guanguan.

even talked to Ning Guanguan about the gossip of the "enemy".

[Many young people in the village like Song Xiangxiang, Song Xiangxiang never rejects them, sometimes they misunderstand, and always says that it is the order of your parents to marry your father-in-law. 】

[My father told me that it was Song Xiangxiang who was making trouble to marry Zhao Yuan, and then she disliked Zhao Yuan for being sick. Also, it was also her idea that you were deceived into going to the back mountain. 】

[By the way, Song Xiangxiang's eldest brother also peeked at your father-in-law taking a bath. 】

"Poof......" Ning Guanguan sprayed.

She thought about it carefully, when the Song family wanted the original owner to marry instead, Song Qingping strongly objected, and he asked Song Xiangxiang to marry him.

However, Mrs. Song said nothing to the Song family, but Song Qingping's opposition was invalid.

Therefore, Song Xiangxiang married Zhao Yuan, he is so close to the water?

This family is disgusting!

The two mice also squeaked and said that Zhao Yuan's innocence was not guaranteed, and asked Ning Guanguan to change his father-in-law.

In just one journey, Ning Guanguan was so noisy by them that his head hurt.

[Okay, tell me where the deed of sale is hidden? Ning Guanguan interrupted them.

[In a small wooden box in the dark compartment under the old woman's bed.] 】

Ning Guanguan was already standing outside the Song family.

Looking at the tortured place of the original owner, his eyes sank slightly.

Song Xiangxiang is always a good person on the face, but in fact, every time the original owner is beaten, it is because she is arching the fire.

Fortunately, the original owner was too embarrassed on the way to escape, and he couldn't see his appearance, otherwise he would have been sold to Qinglou by the Song family.

Ningguan and Dongguan came to Mrs. Song's room by car.

She quietly opened the door and entered.

Mrs. Song had fallen asleep.

Ning Wanguan quickly found the dark compartment under the bed.

The lock on the small wooden box was easily opened by her, and she turned over the original owner's deed of sale.

In fact, in the beginning, there was no handprint on the deed of sale.

It was Song Xiangxiang who reminded Mrs. Song, and Mrs. Song cut the hand of the original owner and forcibly pressed it.

Ning Guanguan glanced at it quickly and saw the content on it.

The handwriting on the deed of sale is crooked, almost like that of a beginner.

Ning Guanguan thought about it, knocked out the sleeping Song Pozi and left the Song family.

She found Zhao Yuan's pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and made a deed of sale of Song Xiangxiang according to the handwriting on it, returned to Song's house, and asked Song Xiangxiang to press her fingerprint.

After that, Ning Guanguan put Song Xiangxiang's deed of sale back in its place.

The Song family is illiterate, as long as Mrs. Song makes it bad, then she will suffer the consequences!

After doing all this, Ning Guanguan returned to Zhao's house, told the two mice to help her go up the mountain to find where there were a few flavors of medicine she needed, and then lay down and slept until the next morning.

Wu Xiulan got up early to make breakfast.

Ning Guanguan woke up like a dream.

She had never slept so peacefully.

Even the roosters in the yard seemed so pleasant.

It's good that it's not the end of the world.

When Wu Xiulan saw her coming out of the house, she said, "Why don't you sleep more?" ”

"Enough sleep." Ning Guanguan said, "Mother, is it a market today?" ”

"yes, you want to go to town?"

"I want to go, I haven't been there yet."

"Then I'll go talk to your Aunt Li and let her take you."

"No, I'll go by myself and don't bother others."

She had to find the Song family to set up that gambler for Zhao Wangui and them, and she couldn't let the honest father and son be calculated like this.

The less people know about it, the better.

"How's that going to work? What if you meet a bad guy in a girl's house? I'll let your big brother go with you. ”

Wu Xiulan was not worried about the people of the Song family at all.

But Ning Wanguan insisted, and Wu Xiulan had no choice but to let her go by herself.

After breakfast, Ning Wanguan felt someone staring at him before going out, and when he looked back, he met the deep gaze of Zhao Yuan, who was lying under the eaves by Zhao Feng.