Abandoned daughter takes charge of the family, so rich that even the best people can't envy

Tian Xinghua and Zhang's mother spread two mats in the yard, and they lay on them and spread cotton, preparing to make two new quilts.

Song Jinxiu walked over and said, "Mom, Grandma Zhang, I'm going to the county in a while. Is there anything you want to buy? I'll bring it back for you."

"What are you going to the county for?" Tian Xinghua asked worriedly, "Your fourth uncle is in the hospital there. If you don't have anything else, don't go there yet, to avoid running into trouble with Old Song's family."

"Don't be afraid, Yiming will go with me."

Tian Xinghua was relieved. "Please bring some money for needles. We are running low on thread at home. I want some in different colors, and some white and black."

"Okay, Grandma Zhang, is there anything you need?"

Mother Zhang smiled and shook her head, "No, all my food and drink are yours, I don't lack anything."

Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "Okay, I'll bring you some delicious food."

Zhang's mother quickly waved her hands: "No, no, we have good food at home, don't waste money."

Song Jinxiu smiled and nodded to show that she understood.

Yiming is truly an all-round talent. Not only is he good at martial arts, he can also drive a car.

The two of them arrived in the county town and went straight to the pawnshop.

The pawnshop in the county was not big, and when Song Jinxiu went there, a group of new people had just arrived.

The owner of the pawnshop was talking to a man. When he saw a customer coming, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile.

"Girl, are you looking for a house or a man?"

Song Jinxiu said, "Buy people."

The shopkeeper then asked, "How many girls do you want? Men and women? What are your requirements?"

Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "I want someone who can work, regardless of gender. I'll take a look at the person first."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately asked everyone to gather and line up.

There was one row for women, another for men, and behind these two rows were other people standing in groups, clearly organized by family.

Seeing Song Jinxiu looking over, the shopkeeper explained, "They are all from one family. If the girl likes them, they can be sold individually. Of course, if you want the whole family, we can give you a discount."

One or two hundred people were standing in the yard, standing when asked to, bending over when asked to, and squatting when asked to.

Song Jinxiu looked at it and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

Once a person loses his freedom, he loses his dignity.

Song Jinxiu has no experience in buying people, but she has experience in interviewing and recruiting people.

She said, "My family is a farmer in the countryside, and I'm willing to go with me to the countryside."

Then she continued, "Those who can drive carts stand in one row, those who can cook stand in another row, those who can wash clothes, clean and endure hardships stand in another row, and those who can do farm work stand in another row."

Following her words, most people understood what this girl was doing by buying people.

"Girl, I can cook, my wife and daughter can cook, we can all endure hardships and do any work, as long as it doesn't separate our family."

A fat white man suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Song Jinxiu, but the people behind him were obviously not very happy, especially the little girl in her teens, who held her head high and glared at her impatiently.

Song Jinxiu raised an eyebrow. She had noticed this family from the beginning, not for any other reason, but because they were all plump. They stood out like a crane among chickens, standing out among a group of pale and skinny people.

But she didn't understand, since they had become slaves, where did this little girl's sense of superiority come from?

Song Jinxiu was too lazy to pay attention, she just nodded and said, "If you are willing, go ahead and stand over. As long as it meets my requirements, I will not let the family be separated."

When they heard that she wouldn't separate the family, several other families immediately came to their side. Going to the countryside to farm was better than being separated from one's wife and children.

Song Jinxiu eliminated some of the crooked and ugly ones.

She wasn't obsessed with looks, but everyone has a love for beauty. Even though she was bought as a servant, they would still live under the same roof. She was someone you saw everywhere, so having good-looking features was the most basic requirement.

Finally, I had to look at their files again.

Most of these people were reduced to slavery because they suffered disasters and were left with nowhere to go. Only the fat man's family had an official sentence written in their files.

Sentenced to slavery?

Is this family criminals?

When the fat man saw Song Jinxiu asking for the file, he lowered his head with a wry smile on his face.

I originally thought that since this was a little girl, she was young and might not care about her background, so there was a chance that her whole family could be bought together.

But the little girl insisted on having it, and looked at them carefully one by one.

He knew that his family had no hope. There were so many people with clean backgrounds for her to choose from. How could she still want a family of criminal slaves like theirs?

He was right, Song Jinxiu really didn't pick them.

The official sentenced them to slavery, which meant that the family had committed a crime and she was stupid enough to bring a family of criminals into her home.

Song Jinxiu picked two families: a couple with their mother, and a couple with three children. She also picked five men, five women, and five maids.

After paying the silver, he rented a carriage from the pawnshop and prepared to take the people away.

Suddenly, an old woman's curse came from behind:

"It's all your fault, you evil vixen! You've ruined our family and now even the farmers don't want us. Ahhhh, God, why don't you just let this evil vixen die?"

"Pa pa pa" the woman slapped her face.

The fat man knelt on the ground, hugged his mother and begged, "Mom, it's all my fault, please hit me."

Song Jinxiu was speechless. What do you mean no farmer wants you?

What happened to the farmers?

You've lost your freedom, yet you still look down on me, a farmer? Song Jinxiu couldn't help but look back.

The fat man and his mother hugged each other and cried bitterly. The arrogant girl beside them looked at the scolded woman with disgust. The other two teenagers punched and kicked the woman.

The woman who was called a disaster and a vixen had been keeping her head down and not saying anything. Suddenly, she stood up.

Song Jinxiu thought to herself that this was not good. She quickly said, "She wants to commit suicide. Yiming, stop her quickly."

While giving orders to Yiming, she rushed over quickly.

The moment she hit the rock headfirst, she and Yiming each grabbed her with an arm.

The woman raised her head, with a hideous scar on her face. "Let me die, kind-hearted man, why are you saving me?"

Her voice was hoarse and her eyes were full of despair.

Seeing this face, especially with this scar, Song Jinxiu's heart was in turmoil.

The woman was very beautiful, and the scar was obviously new, the scab not having completely fallen off.

To her surprise, the face looked familiar.

I remember when I was a child, there was a beautiful neighbor who was a flight attendant. Every time I saw her at home, I would give her candy.

Several times she saw her sister's face covered in blood.

She told her mother that there were bad guys on her elder sister's plane who were slashing around with plastic knives, injuring several people and her elder sister's face was covered in blood.

Her mother thought she was hysterical and was so upset that she took her to see a doctor because she suspected that her dreaminess was caused by anemia.

Because the older sister whose face was covered in blood was fine.

Not long after, the elder sister's plane did have an accident, exactly as she had seen.

Not long after, the doctor who treated him brought an old man. The old man took a look at her, and then she joined a supernatural organization.

Looking at this woman again, she really looks like the neighbor's sister, and the scar on her face is exactly the same.

She couldn't help but blurt out: "Man, Sister Man? Do you still remember Xia Yuhe by Daming Lake?"

"Miss, do you recognize me? My name is Xia He."

Song Jinxiu: ...

Should I call you Summer Lotus or Winter Lotus? I just want to know if you were my childhood neighbor.

"The king of heaven overshadows the tigers of earth."

Xia He looked innocent.

"The sound of wind and rain at night"

Xia He was confused.

Song Jinxiu was unwilling to give in and said, "Yangtze River, Yangtze River, I am the Yellow River."

Xia He was still half dead.

Song Jinxiu's heart sank. This wasn't the older sister she'd always been. Perhaps it was just a resemblance, or perhaps it was because she always hoped to run into an old friend in a foreign land. Song Jinxiu suddenly felt downcast.

At this time, the fat man came over and said impatiently: "Sister-in-law, our family is already in such a state, can you please stop making trouble?"