Chapter 192 Willing to be sold into slavery

Chen Huiniang's voice sounded a little uneasy.

She is a standard farmer's daughter-in-law. She used to listen to her husband when he was around, and when he was away she would listen to her mother-in-law. Since her daughter stopped being stupid, she has become accustomed to listening to her daughter again.

This is the first time she has made such an unreasonable request.

After saying that, she looked at her mother-in-law uneasily, fearing that she would blame her for being troublesome.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Qiao nodded and said: "The world is too chaotic. A woman with two underage children will suffer, let alone the hardships. I don't know how dangerous it is! I also agree to take them Come on, Ranran, what do you think?"

When Qiao Ran saw that her mother and grandma had said this, she naturally nodded: "Then take it with you! But you have to tell the old village chief that the food for the family of three will be provided by our family."

Mrs. Qiao nodded and asked Qiao Erhe to quickly invite the old village chief over.

When the old village chief heard this, he thought it was a good thing to save people!

He nodded and said: "These orphans and widowers are really pitiful, let them follow us! But the food of these three people cannot be solely your family's responsibility, it should also be considered as my family's share!"

Mrs. Qiao said quickly: "No, no! Village chief, this is the person our family proposes to help. Naturally, our family has to be responsible. How can we ask your family to provide food? We don't have to let other people in the village say that our Qiao family is a bad person." , dragging everyone down.”

Seeing that the Qiao family insisted on being responsible for the food of the mother and son, the old village chief had no choice but to nod:

"Okay, then you will be responsible for these three people from now on. If anything happens, you can come to me at any time."

"Thank you, village chief!"

After the old village chief left, the three of them returned to the mother and son.

At this time, the mother and son stopped eating the noodles, and each had half of the noodles left in their hands. They didn't know if they wanted to save them for later or if they wanted to leave them to the other party.

Qiao Ran saw that the two people were about to carefully wrap the half-eaten pancakes in a piece of cloth.

She quickly said: "Auntie, you should finish these two pieces of pancakes quickly. Don't keep them! Aren't you worried that others will snatch them away? It's safest to eat them in your stomach."

Madam Qin hesitated for a moment and looked at the refugees who were watching eagerly not far away.

After thinking about it, he picked up the two half-eaten pancakes and handed them both to the half-sized boy's hands.

"Wen'er, you're still growing. Only by eating more can you grow taller and stronger. I'll give you two pieces of bread here. Mom is already full."

The young man named Wen'er pushed the pancake back: "Mom, I'm full too. I just found some wild fruits in the forest and was already half full. I just ate half a piece of pancake, and my stomach was full." I’m not hungry at all. You’d better eat these two pancakes!”

Madam Qin knew that everything her son told were lies. If there were real fruits, how could he eat alone?

"My child, you are still responsible for finding water and digging wild vegetables for my mother and brother! What can you do if you don't have the strength? Eat quickly, my mother is really not hungry."

Seeing the mother and son giving in to each other for the two halves of the pancake, Qiao Ran stepped forward, picked up the pancake, and stuffed a piece into each hand.

"Okay, you two should eat quickly, so you can go on your way. Auntie, I want to discuss something with you. Since you have nowhere to go, why not come with us! We have already discussed it with the old village chief. From now on, my family will be responsible for the food of the three of you."

Hearing this, the woman and the young man both raised their heads and looked at the benefactor girl in front of them in surprise.

"Really? Are you willing to let us follow you?"

The woman's voice was choked with sobs.

She also knew that she, a weak woman with two children, could hardly move forward.

The second most important thing is that they can't find food to eat. What they fear most is that someone will see that they are weak and easy to bully, and will drag them away and sell them to other people.

Along the way, many refugees had cast their eyes ill-intentionedly on them. Several times, some people even came over to pull her away and bully her. Some even tried to take An'er away secretly when she wasn't paying attention. He Wen'er resisted desperately and narrowly escaped from those villains.

She only had these two relatives left. She didn't want to be separated from any of them. She just wanted to protect these two children and grow up.

Even if you go to the streets to beg and abandon your dignity to become a beggar, you still have to be with the children.

Now I heard that someone was willing to take them with them, and seeing that there were hundreds of people in their team, they should not be troubled by other refugees along the way, which was equivalent to providing them with a safe place of protection.

The woman looked at the two children and an idea came to her mind.

Gritting her teeth, she suddenly knelt down in front of the Qiao family.

"Benefactor, thank you for your great kindness! We three ladies have nothing to offer in return. If the benefactor does not dislike it, I am willing to sell myself as a slave and serve the old lady, madam and young lady all my life. How about you? Buy me, I don't need any wages, as long as I can give our three wives a bite to eat, and prevent us from starving to death or being sold to other people in this troubled world."

None of the Qiao family expected that Mrs. Qin would be willing to sell herself into slavery just to feed her two children.

When Wen'er saw that her mother was about to voluntarily sell herself into slavery, she also knelt down with a bang.

"I, Qin Gengwen, am willing to sell myself as a slave and work as a cow or a horse for my benefactor's family to repay my benefactor's great kindness! I just ask my benefactor not to separate me from my mother and cousin."

"Wen'er, you..."

Madam Qin stretched out her hand to stop her son's move, but then thought of the current situation and retracted her hand dejectedly.

Although Wen'er attended school for two years, he was highly praised by his master, who said that he was very talented in reading and that he might be able to achieve great results in reading and shine on his family.

But now if he sells himself into slavery, then Wen'er, as the child of a slave, will probably not be able to take part in the imperial examination.

Madam Qin is heartbroken, but surviving is the most important thing now.

She is useless, she is sorry for her husband and the Qin family, and cannot let Wen'er continue to study and bring glory to the Qin family.

After Jiuquan is over, you can apologize to your husband, parents-in-law, and the ancestors of the Qin family!

Although the young man's face was immature, his expression was resolute, which fully demonstrated his determination.

The Qiao family looked at each other, and Chen Huiniang said quickly: "Ms. Qin, get up quickly! We are just a poor peasant family, and we can't behave like slaves."

Qiao Ran also hurriedly stepped forward and helped Mrs. Qin and Qin Gengwen up together with her mother.

Qiao Ran also said: "Aunt Qin, you misunderstood. We are not buying you as slaves, we just want to help you. Don't worry, my family will not repay the favor, but it is not free of charge. . I don’t think you are bad people. In the future, when we get to the place and settle down, it will be the same if you make money and pay us back."

She also saw that this family was not an ordinary farmer's family. The 10-year-old Wen'er was even smarter and braver, and would definitely accomplish a lot when he grew up.

If my family has the ability to lend a helping hand, naturally I cannot let such talents be buried.