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Chapter 214: Poor Ling'er

"Didn't you just say that you bought a kitten or a puppy?" Diao Qiu turned right behind the girl and asked, "When have you ever seen a kitten or a puppy being sold for two taels of silver?"

The little girl hugged her grandfather's arm and looked at the mink with a lewd smile on his face, "Grandpa, I'm scared!"

"Hurry up and tell me." Diao Qiu said impatiently, "Sell it or not. If you don't sell it, I will leave. I tell you, there are many children like this for sale. If you don't sell it for two taels of silver, I may be able to buy one for one tael of silver."

The old man wiped his tears and hesitated.

"I'll buy this child." Qian Mingduo walked over to them, holding one in each hand, and helped both the grandfather and grandson up.

"Who are you?" Diao Qiu squinted at Qian Mingduo, "How dare you snatch someone from me? Are you tired of living?"

Qian Mingduo was stupid and ignored him, and dragged the two of them towards the tavern they had just been to.

"Stop." Diao Qiu stopped them, "Did you hear what I just said? How dare you snatch someone from me?"

Qian Mingduo stopped walking, turned around abruptly, and glared at him. "Put down your dirty hands, or... I will break them."

During so many time travels, Qian Mingduo has killed wolf packs alone and commanded the Feiyu Army to fight against the Rouran Army. His heart is as calm and determined as that of an ancient general.

But his eyes at this moment were filled with cruelty and bloodthirsty cruelty. Diao Qiu did not dare to look directly at Qian Mingduo, and he slowly loosened his grip on Qian Mingduo's shoulder.

Qian Mingduo looked at Diao Qiu with disdain and continued to lead the two of them into the tavern.

I ordered a few bowls of noodles with pickled pork for them, and watched them wolf them down. I also asked the waiter to bring them two bowls of hot water.

The old man pulled his granddaughter up with tears in his eyes and knelt on the ground, "Thank you very much, young master. Thank you for your great kindness."

Qian Mingduo quickly helped the old man up, "Don't be so polite, father-in-law, please sit down and talk. Child, help your grandfather sit down."

Qian Mingduo took out ten taels of silver and said, "Father, I don't have that much silver on me today. Please keep it first."

"No, no, no." The old man waved his hands quickly, "We only sell it for five taels, and that young man only gave two taels... Young man, you only need to give me three taels. You are a kind person."

"You should accept these ten taels of silver," Qian Mingduo smiled, "You can still take the child with you. I just felt sorry for the child and gave him a hand."

"This..." The old man was surprised, "Young Master is really a good man. Ling'er, kowtow to him quickly."

The old man wiped away his tears slowly, "To be honest, sir, I have two sons. Ling'er is the child of my eldest son, but his father and mother have passed away. I had planned to go to my second son who was living in another place, and I had already made arrangements with him and his wife."

The old man held the girl's hand and choked up as he said, "But my second daughter-in-law sent someone to tell me that they are having a hard time these days, so...so they said they would only take care of the old ones, not the young ones."

"If I take Ling'er with me, they won't even support me?" The old man burst into tears, his body trembling. "I wanted to take Ling'er with me to sing and make money, but I didn't make any money. I spent all the money my second son gave me for the trip. The child has been hungry for two days. I have no choice but to sell her for her life."

The old man and the girl were both crying.

Qian Mingduo also felt bad. In ancient times, there were many cases of poor people selling their children because they could not survive.