PFC Chapter 128 Buying Someone 1
Chapter 128 Buying Someone 1
"Sister Huanxi, I'll go with you. I have nothing to do."
She had only been away for a few days when this ambiguous man started to pester Sister Huanxi. How could this be tolerated? She had to catch up with him quickly.
Huanxi waved her hand in refusal, and said with a smile, "Just have a good rest. Look at the bruises under your eyes, they look like you were beaten. When your father is okay, come to my house and play. I'll prepare a table for you and we can have a nice drink together."
Yes, she still has her father to look after. Although her fellow apprentices are watching over her, they are all rough men. How can they take good care of her father? Now, upon hearing Huanxi's words, Hongying immediately calmed down.
Hongying frowned and said reluctantly, "Well... well, you must wait for me." Don't let this man lead you away...
Huanxi glanced at Xu Qingzhao, stood up, took Hongying's big hand, and comforted her, "I'm at home. I'm not going anywhere. At most, I'll come to the town. Okay, your brother Xu and I will leave first. I'll come to see you in two days."
After escorting the two out of the escort agency, Hongying's frown deepened. She had just seen the two of them flirting with each other. It had only been a short while since they last met, and yet they were already inseparable.
"Senior sister, why does this room smell so sour? Are you jealous?" Tang Xiaoliu happened to be looking for Hongying for something, and he smelled the sour smell in the room as soon as he entered.
Hongying was furious when she heard this: "What did you say? Do you believe I will skin you alive?"
Xiao Liu shook off the goose bumps on his body and quickly apologized with a smile, "Sister, I'm wrong, I'm wrong. Miss Zhao was here just now? And who was that man? He was quite handsome."
"Tang Xiaoliu! Are you looking for a fight? No matter how pretty you are, is there anyone prettier than your senior sister?"
How could this man be handsome? He looked androgynous. He didn't even have an Adam's apple. He was just a little taller than me, what a big deal.
"Oh, Senior Sister, it was Master who asked me to come. He wants to see you about something."
"My dad is awake! I'll go check on him." Before she could finish her words, she ran out holding up her skirt.
Zhilu and Shaohong in the back looked at each other and immediately covered their mouths and laughed. They were jealous of Miss Zhao.
When Hongying arrived at Pang Biaotou's house, she saw the senior brothers standing guard at the gate. It was a rather eerie scene. So she quickly grabbed the senior brother Yunyi and asked, "Senior brother, how is my father?"
Yunyi didn't say anything, but took Hongying into the bedroom and closed the door, leaving only the father and daughter.
Hongying walked to the bedside and gently called Pang Biaotou, "Daddy, are you feeling better?"
Pang Biaotou's complexion is now no different from that of an ordinary person, except that his face is still very sunken, and he looks like he has lost about 20 pounds.
He half leaned back on the pillow, looking at his beloved daughter. He said with relief:
"Dad should be thanking you for helping him find the life-saving grass."
"What are you talking about? You are my father. I will find you even if I have to go through fire and water."
Pang Biaotou coughed twice. "Dad has figured out a lot of things during this illness. Yingzi, there are some things about your mother that you should know... I'm afraid that if I die one day, no one will remember her..."
Hongying was also infected by this emotion, tears fell down, and she said with a sob: "No, Daddy won't..."
"Go and get the Huanyan black gold pottery jar on the bookshelf over there." Pang Biaotou pointed to an inconspicuous jar in the corner next to the desk.
Hongying did as she was told, but there was nothing inside. She brought it to Pang Biaotou, who manipulated it with his hands, and a secret compartment popped out. Hongying pulled out the contents, revealing a painting.
"what is this?"
"Just open the painting."
After hearing this, Hongying slowly unfolded the painting, revealing four human faces with different expressions: three men and one woman, one of whom was Pang Biaotou in his youth.
"Daddy...what is this?"
"Dad used to be a secret guard for a high-ranking official in the capital. The only woman in that guard was your mother."
"What about the remaining two?"
Apart from my father and mother, there are two other men left, one old and one young.
"They...are all gone. Now I am the only one left alive in this world. I asked you to look at this so that you can remember what your mother looked like. One day, when I am in the afterlife, there will be someone who still remembers your mother."
Hongying looked at the only woman in the portrait. Was that her mother? Unconsciously, tears filled her eyes.
No one knows what the two people inside talked about later.
Huanxi and Xu Qingzhao had already arrived at the largest dental clinic in town.
When the human traffickers inside saw the guests, they quickly invited them in and sat down.
"I wonder what kind of servants you two want? This is the best brokerage in town. I see you two are unfamiliar with it, so I want to say that all my servants are legitimate servants. We have official and private seals, so you can rest assured."
It was Zhao Huanxi's first time here. As soon as she came in, the atmosphere inside made her feel creepy.
But he still said, "I want two women who can boil water and cook. Not too old."
After hearing this, the man went to the backyard to lead his men. Liu Huanxi and Xu Qingzhao stood there, staring at each other.
"Qingzhao, I'm a freelancer. This is my first time buying someone, and I feel a little guilty. It makes me uncomfortable." Her voice was very low, but Xu Qingzhao still heard it clearly.
"Huanhuan, don't overthink it. Some of these people are the families of convicted officials, and some have sold themselves into slavery. But when it comes down to it, they're just looking for a meal. If there's food to eat, it doesn't matter where you eat it, right?"
After hearing this, Huanxi seemed to feel better, but she still felt itchy all over.
At this time, the man brought people up, and suddenly there were more than a dozen women standing in the middle of the yard, some of them with children. They all looked thin and frail.
It seemed that they were a man and a woman, and they were dressed in a rather ordinary way. Some people felt relieved and looked at them hopefully without saying a word.
Zhao Huanxi stood up and looked at these women. They all looked to be around 20 to 30 years old. Zhao Huanxi looked down at their hands. Some were slender and white, while others were covered with calluses. It was obvious that they came from very different places.
"Who among you can cook?" Huanxi asked with a cold face.
The women inside looked at each other, and then several people stood up.
"Madam, I can. I used to cook big banquets at home." A haggard-faced woman said. The young girl next to her seemed to be about the same age as Lu Ping'an and his brother.
Zhao Huanxi didn't respond to her question, but continued, "Anything else?"
At this time, the trafficker also became anxious and shouted: "Are you all mute? This lady wants someone who can boil water and cook. Why don't you come out and answer her?"
As soon as these words were spoken, several women came out one after another, all with their heads bowed and nodding in agreement.
"Look up and look at me."
The women looked up and met Huanxi's gaze.
The eyes are the windows to the soul, and Huanxi is always very accurate in judging people. People with clean eyes can never be bad. But if the eyes are darting around, it's obvious that they are scheming, and she can recognize it at a glance. (That time with Lu Fa, it was a complete mistake)
"You, you, come out and stand aside. Who else can sew?"
She picked two young women who were about 23 or 24 years old, with calluses on their hands, clear and pure eyes, and pleasant-looking faces.
At this time, a young woman who was not very old stood out from inside and answered Huanxi:
"Ma'am, I can. I used to sell embroidery."
Huanxi nodded and turned to walk towards Xu Qingzhao, smiling and asking, "Qingzhao, is this possible?"
Xu Qingzhao smiled slightly and replied lovingly, "As long as my wife says yes, then it's fine."