There is Room For the Poor Daughter

"Are you talking to me?"

Daohua pointed at herself with a look of astonishment, looked around, and found that the girl was staring straight at her, with prayers and hope flashing in her eyes.

Selling your body to bury your father, according to the routine, shouldn't you choose a young master or something?

Hearing Daohua's question, the girl immediately began to kowtow, and the ground thumped loudly: "Please buy me!"

Daohua didn't speak, and looked at her carefully, only to find that this person's eyes were very bright, and there was a firmness and stubbornness that was different from the ordinary daughter's family.

The people around looked over one after another, laughed wantonly, and pointed.

Yan Wentao was a little nervous, he pulled Daohua behind him, looked at the prostitute who was still kowtowing, and hurriedly said, "Don't kowtow, it's cold, don't make any mistakes, our family has no shortage of servants, you can find them. others!"

After speaking, he hurriedly pulled the rice flower and quickly squeezed out of the crowd.

At this time, the Yan family's carriage and horse also arrived.

"Isn't it cold outside? Why don't you get in the car quickly!" Mrs. Yan's voice came from the carriage.

Hearing this, Yan Wentao hugged Daohua's creaking nest and carried her to the carriage.

Before entering the car, Daohua looked back at the girl who sold her body to bury her father, just in time to meet the girl's unwilling gaze.

"Hey"

Daohua got into the carriage and was silent for a while. Before the carriage started, she looked at Mrs. Li: "Mother, I don't have a maid by my side, why don't we buy that girl?"

She knows that Mrs. Li has been looking for a maid for her during this time. After all, Ping Tong is the big maid by her side and has to be responsible for many things, so she cannot follow her all the time.

Mrs. Li did not immediately object.

Just a maid, the Yan family can still afford it.

However, she was a little hesitant to be served by her daughter's side.

Glancing at Mrs. Yan, Mrs. Li thought for a while and said, "Have you made up your mind? Our family only assigns one servant to the young master. If you choose her, you will not be able to replace her in the future."

Rice Flower nodded.

She just looked at it, the girl's knuckles are thick, and it looks like she is used to doing work.

The girl by her side doesn't need to be too smart, as long as she is obedient and can work.

Mrs. Li saw that Mrs. Yan was silent and had no objection, and also saw her daughter looking straight at her, thinking that if her daughter did not use it well in the future, she would change it, and she lifted the curtain and said a few words to the boy who was driving the car.

The little servant received the signal and immediately walked towards the girl with the silver in hand.

Mrs. Li: "Let's go, He Wu will handle this."

Daohua was not at ease, she lifted the curtain and looked back.

Seeing that the prostitute left with the servants at home, she lowered the curtain of the car.

"You!"

Mrs. Yan nodded Daohua's forehead, "When will you be able to change your meddling problem?"

Daohua took the old lady's arm: "I didn't want to worry about it, but she opened her mouth to me and kowtowed to me. I can't turn a blind eye." In fact, the girl was stubborn and unwilling to give up. His eyes moved her, and she couldn't help but want to help.

The backyard of the county government.

Mrs. Li took Mrs. Yan, Daohua, and the third room to inspect Zhuangzi, and bought back a maid who sold her body to bury her father. Soon, others knew about it.

Because of the events of the past two days, even if some people are dissatisfied, they dare not speak out.

In the evening, after dinner, Daohua returned to her room, and Ping Tong led a maid up.

"Slave and maid greet the eldest girl!"

Daohua looked at the maid who was kneeling on the ground, she knew who she was after a little thought, and asked, "Is your father buried?"

Wang Man'er nodded: "It's buried, thank you girl for helping me."

Daohua: "Okay, stop kneeling, get up!"

Wang Man'er stood up slowly, lowered his head, and did not flinch in his actions.

Daohua looked at her carefully and cleaned up. She found that the girl was pretty good-looking, standing straight and looked a bit heroic.

"How old are you, what's your name, where do you live? Why did you sell your body to bury your father? Are there other relatives at home?"

Wang Man'er: "If you go back to the girl, the servant will be thirteen this year."

Daohua's eyes widened: "You're only thirteen?" This height is even taller than Pingtong, she always thought she was at least fifteen or sixty-seven.

Wang Man'er: "The slave and maid follow my father and grow taller."

Daohua nodded: "Go ahead."

Wang Man'er: "The slave's name is Wang Man'er. There are no relatives at home. My father is a escort. My mother died shortly after I was born. I have been escorting my father all these years, and I have no home."

Daohua: "Since your father is an escort, he should be good at it, why?"

Even in a disaster year, a capable person should be able to beg for food.

Wang Man'er looked sad: "We encountered refugees rioting on the road, and the goods were robbed. The owner asked my father and them to lose money. We couldn't afford it, so the owner asked someone to beat my father and the others."

Daohua: "Your father was beaten to death?"

Wang Man'er nodded and shook his head again: "After my father was beaten by the cargo owner, he was seriously injured. He had no money for medical treatment. In addition, he suffered from hunger and starvation.

Seeing this, Daohua and Pingtong both looked at Wang Man'er with sympathy.

When Wang Man'er slowly calmed down, Daohua asked curiously, "I ask you, there are so many people at the scene today, why did you let me buy you?" what about her?

Wang Man'er looked at Daohua: "Other people looked at me and the other two girls as if they were looking at the goods, only the girl really pity us."

Over the years, she has followed her father to travel south and north, and she has also learned a bit of the ability to see people.

There were so many people at the scene, only in the eyes of this girl, she could see the unbearable and pity.

It was because of that pity that she took the initiative to sell herself.

Hearing this, Ping Tong smiled: "Your eyes are really good, isn't our eldest girl a kind-hearted person, you will have to serve with your heart in the future."

Wang Man'er looked at Daohua solemnly: "My father told me that people should keep their word, and the girl helped me bury my father, so my life is naturally the girl's."

Seeing what she said so solemnly, Daohua was stunned for a moment: "It's not as serious as you said, you just need to do what I told you."

Ping Tong glanced at Daohua and smiled, "Girl, why don't you give her a name?"

Daohua: "Doesn't she have a name?"

Pingtong: "She has sold herself to the Yan family now, and the previous ones are not counted. Of course, the name must be taken by the new master, which means a new beginning."

Daohua shook her head: "It doesn't matter if she doesn't have a name. Since she has, let's call it that."

Hearing this, Wang Man'er glanced at Daohua gratefully.

Her name was chosen by her parents, and her parents' love for her was entrusted to her, and she didn't want to change it at all.

After that, Daohua asked Wang Man'er something again, and then asked Pingtong to take her down to rest.

Before leaving, Pingtong looked at Daohua: "Miss, you also have to rest early. Madam ordered you to follow the second girl to Master Qin's class from tomorrow."

Daohua waved his hand: "I know!"