Mrs. Qian thought about it. She pulled Gu Zhong beside her and said in a low voice: “I thought about buying this girl to be a child bride for Bao’er so that we don’t have to spend money to get a wife in the future. Besides, our family has little labor. Only Xing’er can help with some work in the fields, but she is old and will get married in a year or two. Won’t the family have fewer laborers in the future? Besides, it only costs a bucket of coarse grains. ”
Gu Zhong frowned: “That’s good, but how can we make a living now?”
Mrs. Qian lowered his voice and said, “Isn’t there your second brother?”
“Their family has hundreds of taels of silver. If we have no food to eat, can he just watch his big brother starve to death?”
Gu Zhong was silent for a while: “If you insist on buying it, then go ahead and buy it.”
With Gu Zhong’s agreement, Mrs. Qian straightened her back and looked at the woman squatting on the ground: “I want this girl for a bucket of coarse grains!”
The woman seemed to be very surprised and was speechless for a long time.
Mrs. Qian stood up and said: “If you have a bag, bring me the bag and I’ll fill it for you.”
Bao’er started to argue: “Mom, I don’t want it. I told you I don’t want a wife!”
Mrs. Qian coaxed him: “I bought her as a horse for you to ride on, not as a wife.”
Bao’er instantly became happy and clapped his hands: “Oh, there’s a horse to ride on, there’s a horse to ride on.”
The woman looked at Bao’er with a hesitant look on her face. She suddenly gritted her teeth, unpacked her bag, took out a small bag, and walked with Mrs. Qian to the mule cart.
Mrs. Qian poured half a bag of coarse grain into the woman’s hands, but the woman refused: “This is not even worth a bucket of coarse grain. Give me some more.”
Mrs. Qian squeezed the mouth of the bag tightly and said: “Why isn’t there a bucket? Look, the bag is half full, which means it’s worth a bucket.”
Gu Fei glanced at it and suddenly said, “Mom, don’t we have a scale at home? Where is it?”
Mrs. Chen said loudly: “It’s in the mule cart. Go look for it.”
Gu Fei got up and went to the mule cart, pretending to rummage around, but took out the wood bucket at home from the space.
She handed the bucket to Lian’er: “Take it to your mother.”
Lian’er took it gratefully and hurried to her mother’s side.
Mrs. Qian had heard what Gu Fei said, and then she saw Lian’er coming over with a measuring tool, she was so angry that she kicked Ah Huang, the dog, away: “Get out of here, you meddling dog!”
The skinny Ah Huang whimpered and ran away.
This dog was also pitiful. Gu Fei’s uncle didn’t want to take it with them in the first place. If it follows him, it won’t have food to eat. If it stays away from him, he can find some bark, grassroots, or eat some food to stay alive on his own.
The uncle sneered at the side: “Did my Ah Huang provoke you? Your kick will cause internal injuries to it. If it has any shortcomings, you’ll pay me for it!”
Mrs. Qian wanted to scream, but she saw Lian’er and her mother taking another bag, measuring the cornmeal one liter at a time, and pouring it into it.
A bucket of coarse grain weighs ten liters, and half a bag of coarse grain weighs only six liters. The woman pulled Mrs. Qian and said: “I told you it’s not enough. Please give me another 4 liters.”
Mrs. Qian was cursing and had no choice but to measure another four liters of cornmeal for the woman.
The woman tied the bag tightly and quickly walked away with her son while holding the bag.
Lian’er returned Gu Fei’s invitation and stood there, not knowing whether she should follow her mother or go to Mrs. Qian’s side.
Mrs. Qian gave her a fierce look, very unwilling, and wanted to find some work for her, but there was no work at the moment, so she had to say: “Damn girl, come over here, watch Bao’er, don’t let him run around.”
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