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"You don't have to look like you're being forced into a desperate situation." Shu Changyu's eyes were filled with contempt, "You know the price you have to pay to save your sister."

"Since you have chosen to sign this indenture, don't act so pitiful."

The young man pursed his lips tightly, said nothing, but clenched his hands even tighter, and the joints turned white from the force.

Song Yan scratched his head, looked at Shu Changyu, then looked at the boy, and couldn't help but said, "Well..."

Shu Changyu glanced at him and said, "You don't think this kid is really a poor little guy, do you?"

Song Yan looked helpless: "No matter what, he did this to save his sister."

"Tsk." Shu Changyu walked slowly to Song Yan, raised his hand and patted his head, as if confirming something.

Song Yan rolled her eyes, slapped Shu Changyu's hand away, and said, "What are you doing?"

"I want to see if you have lost your mind." Shu Changyu raised the corner of his lips slightly, "There are so many people in this world who will do anything to achieve their goals, but you are so compassionate."

He directly pointed out the boy's little thoughts: "He knows very well that even if they go to the resettlement center, they can only provide meager assistance, which can't save his sister's life at all."

"That's why he came to you with such eager eyes. He knows you are kind and will definitely help. Selling himself as a slave in exchange for the opportunity to save his sister is a smart plan."

"It only costs a few taels of silver to buy a slave from a pawnbroker, but saving a person costs much more than that. No matter how you calculate it, he is getting a huge bargain."

As soon as Shu Changyu's words came out, Song Yan's eyes widened slightly, as if he was a little bit unbelievable. After all, the first impression the boy gave him was sincere and pitiful. He never thought that Shu Changyu could see so many calculations in it.

But it is understandable that the predicament the teenager is in will indeed make him try his best to grasp every straw.

Shu Changyu's words were so sharp that it was as if he was placed under the scorching sun, with all his thoughts exposed.

The boy's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and shame and embarrassment overwhelmed him like a tide.

He opened his mouth and wanted to explain, but found that his throat seemed to be choked by something and he couldn't speak for a while.

He didn't even dare to look into Song Yan's eyes, for fear of seeing contempt and disgust on the other's face.

"That's it." Song Yan said slowly, "First cure your sister's illness, and we can talk about the rest later."

Hearing this, the young man's eyes flashed with surprise and gratitude, and he immediately knelt down and kowtowed: "Thank you for your kindness, sir. I will never forget it."

"I've already told you not to kneel. I don't have many rules here. As long as you behave yourself and do your job well in the future, it will be worth my help."

The young man stood up straight and nodded heavily: "Don't worry, sir, I will definitely keep it in mind."

Afterwards, Shu Changyu asked someone to bring pen and ink and two new indentures and placed them in front of the young man.

The boy picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, signed his name without hesitation, and put his fingerprint on it.

Song Yan took the indenture contract, looked down, and then she knew the boy's name - Xu An.

"Since you've signed it, prepare the herbs to save people." Song Yan instructed An Liu.

"Thank you, master." Xu An changed his words at the right time.

Obviously Xu An knew very well who was the one who made the decision.

"By the way, how old are you this year?" Song Yan suddenly remembered something and asked.

"My lord, I am twelve years old this year." Xu An answered respectfully, with a hint of restraint and uneasiness in his lowered eyes.

Only twelve years old.

Song Yan was a little surprised. The boy was quite tall and looked much more mature than his peers, but she didn't expect that he was only twelve years old.

It's hard for him to travel around with his sister at such a young age and shoulder such a heavy burden.

"Where's your sister? What's her name? How old is she?"

"Sir, my sister's name is Xu Yue, and she is only eight years old this year." Xu An replied.

"Okay." Song Yan nodded, then smiled and said, "I also have two sisters, one is ten years old and the other is two years old. When your sister gets better, go play with them."

There was a glimmer of surprise in Xu An's eyes. He had been worried that his sister would be arranged to do heavy work after signing the indenture.

I didn't expect the young master to be so kind. He just asked my sister to take care of the young ladies' daily life and play with them to relieve their boredom.

Xu An bowed quickly and said, "Thank you for your generosity, sir. It is a blessing for my sister to be able to stay with you young ladies."

"Thank you on behalf of my sister."

After the servant led Xu An away, Song Yan turned to look at Shu Changyu: "Did you say that on purpose just now?"

There are some things that obviously could have been said away from Xu An's face, but she had to analyze his thoughts clearly in front of him, making Xu An so embarrassed.

It is hard to say that Shu Changyu did not do it on purpose.

Although Song Yan felt that it was a bit too direct, she also understood Shu Changyu's intention.

With his kind-hearted and soft-hearted character, if Shu Changyu hadn't been there to warn him, he would have been easily taken advantage of.

Shu Changyu did this to prevent any possible problems.

Let Xu An's sister stay by his side to provide some restraint.

Given how much Xu An values ​​his sister, if he really has second thoughts in the future, he would also be cautious.

Xu An and his sister moved into the residence arranged by the manor. There was a heated kang in the servants' room, which was much better than their previous days of sleeping in the open air.

Not long after, An Liu also came over with medicinal herbs and started to make medicine for Xu Yue.

In fact, the so-called precious and rare medicinal materials are readily available in Zhuangzi.

But if he didn't say this, how could Xu An know the weight of this favor.

At this time, Xu An was standing by Xu Yue's bed, looking at his sister's pale face, feeling bitter in his heart.

He didn't know whether his sister would blame him after she woke up. After all, in order to save his sister, he sold both of them to others as slaves.

Xu An sighed and gently held his sister's hand.

"Sister, I will definitely make you get better." Xu An vowed secretly.

After an unknown amount of time, Xu Yue's eyelashes trembled slightly and she slowly opened her eyes.

"Brother..." Xu Yue's voice was as weak as a thread.

Xu An came closer in surprise: "Sister, you are awake, how do you feel?"

Xu Yue blinked, her eyes still a little confused, she looked around: "Brother, where is this?"

Xu An said softly: "This is the place the young master arranged for us to live. Don't be afraid, sister. Your illness will get better."

Xu An did not choose to tell his sister the truth. He planned to wait until she fully recovered and then find a suitable time to tell her.

"Will this be too much trouble for you, sir?" Xu Yue asked sensibly.

Xu An gently touched his sister's head: "No, the young master is a good man, he is willing to help us."

After the medicine was ready, Xu An carefully brought it to his sister and fed it to her.

Xu Yue drank the medicine and soon fell asleep.

Xu An stayed by the bed, not daring to leave for a moment.