Chapter 124 There's a madman in front of me [Please vote]

Wu Youcai and Wu Hongrong chased for a while without catching up, so they returned to the fork in the road and waited for the other two people as agreed.

When the agreed time came, only Wu Hongxiang and Wu Hongzhong were there, needless to say Wu Kun had caught up.

The four generations of grandparents and grandchildren quickly caught up with Wu Kun, and the six of them worked together to persuade and pull Jiang Xianghui.

Jiang Xianghui no longer cared about her face and shouted that someone was robbing, and then she was surrounded by people.

The carriage slowly walked into the encirclement, and Jiang Yu could then recognize that the voice crying at the top of its lungs was that of his aunt.

She hurriedly opened the car door and said, "Stop the car!"

"Yu!"

The carriage stopped and the onlookers turned around and saw a woman who was dressed simply but looked noble sitting in the carriage. They automatically stepped back so as not to bump into the noble person.

Although Jiang Yu was anxious, she also held her dignity and said to the driver she hired, "Go ask what's going on?"

"Yes!"

The driver acted very well, looking very much like a servant of a wealthy family.

Seeing the carriage stop, the Wu family also stopped pulling.

The driver said sternly, "Why are you dragging your feet here? Can you afford to delay my wife's journey?"

"sorry."

Wu Youcai clasped his hands and said, "My wife had a mad attack and ran away. We were just about to take her back."

"I'm not sick! I'm not sick!"

Jiang Xianghui's hair and clothes were already messed up, and she looked like a madman.

She didn't know that her current image was very appropriate. She only knew that if her husband took her back with this excuse, he might really lock her up as if she were a lunatic.

Her brother was no longer willing to walk with her, and no one among the onlookers was willing to save her. Now that someone was willing to step forward, she had to save herself.
"Hey little brother, I'm not crazy, please save me, they are the ones who want to harm me, I don't know them."

The driver glanced at her, shook his head, and returned to the carriage to report, "Madam, we caught a madman up ahead."

Swish!
Jiang Yu's eyes immediately stabbed at the driver, "What did you say?"

The driver was startled. The lady who personally carried the bag and paid him five taels of silver to play the role of a servant had such a sharp look in her eyes.
"Madam, an old man said his wife was having a mad attack."

OK!

Jiang Yu gnashed her teeth. How dare Wu Youcai, this old man, treat my aunt like this? No wonder my aunt was so shameless that she started a commotion on the official road.

"go with!"

Jiang Yu waved her hand gently, "Go ask if they sell it. Poor thing, since I have come across it, I will buy it back for treatment."

The driver's mouth twitched. He had seen people buying from beggars, but he had never seen people buying from a madman.

He turned around and went to Wu Youcai, "Old man, my wife is kind-hearted and is willing to buy the old woman and take her to the city for treatment. You name a price!"

Wu Youcai was stunned. Why were there always people buying his women? Did his luck turn around recently? Should he go to the gambling house?
In order to save herself, Jiang Xianghui risked everything, "I don't want money, I will sell myself."

"impossible!"

Wu Youcai and Wu Kun spoke in unison, "If their wives (mothers) were enslaved, where would they put their faces?"
The driver thought the father and son objected because the old woman didn't want money, but thinking of the generosity of the lady in the carriage, he said, "20 taels."

20 taels?
Wu Youcai was disdainful. He had several hundred taels, so why would he care about these 20 taels?
A greedy light appeared in Wu Kun's eyes. It seemed that his family had never had 20 taels of silver.

No, not even 10 taels. My mother has been busy all her life and can never save any money. It’s all my fault for having a prodigal father.

Nowadays, my mother earns less and less, there are more and more people in the family, and she is getting older and older. She will only be a burden in the future.

It's a good deal to be able to sell it for 20 taels at such an old age. I think his mother, who has always loved him, would agree.

There were many people in the crowd who were interested. 20 taels!

Children from ordinary families could only be sold for two or three taels of silver, but this old woman could be sold for 20 taels. The person in the carriage must be a noble person.

If the old man doesn't want to sell it, should they come forward and recommend themselves? Seeing the Wu family father and son each thinking, the driver "understood" and returned to the carriage to ask, "Madam, how much money are you willing to pay for it?"

Is Wu Youcai willing to sell?
He tried to keep that concubine, the aunt who had taken care of him for half his life, but he sold her without hesitation?
"As long as I can afford it, any amount is fine."

Hearing the lady's gnashing of teeth, the driver 'understood' and returned to Wu Youcai and his son, "Madam asked you to name a price. If it's suitable, then buy it. If it's not suitable, forget it."

Can you make your own offer?
The greed in Wu Kun's eyes could no longer be hidden. He looked at his father. After all, his father was still alive, so it was not his turn to sell his mother.

Wu Youcai looked at the carriage and could see from afar that there was a woman in it.

He did not dare to look at her for too long and said to the driver, "This is my wife who has taken care of me for half my life. I won't sell her."

"father!"

"grandfather!"

Wu Kun and Wu Hongxiang were both anxious. Others asked them to name their own price, so why was their father (grandfather) unwilling to sell?

Mother (grandmother) is all-powerful at home, and they have to live their lives according to her (grandmother's) mood, which is very tiring.

Hearing the anxious voices of her children and grandchildren, Jiang Xianghui's heart sank even more. Her husband was unwilling to sell her because he thought he was not short of money, otherwise, he would be as eager to sell her as her children and grandchildren.

Selling yourself and being sold are two different concepts!

Haha, this is the result of her half-life of hard work!

"go!"

Wu Youcai waved his hand and asked his children and grandchildren to take his wife, who was lying on the ground, home.

Wu Kun and his three sons all disagreed. They didn't want to give up such a good opportunity. If they missed it, they would never get it again.

Wu Kun stepped in front of the driver and said, "One hundred taels."

The driver looked at Wu Youcai and asked, "Old man, do you agree?"

One hundred taels?
Wu Youcai glanced at his wife who was lying on the ground like a madman. Compared with the hundred taels, the hundred taels seemed to be a good deal.

But thinking of his parents' warning, Wu Youcai gritted his teeth and refused, "No!"

"father!"

Wu Kun was anxious and pulled his father to persuade him, "One hundred taels can not only buy back a young mother, but also a servant. Why do we need to wait for mother to come home to cook every day?"

A young mother? Wu Youcai was tempted, "Do you agree that I buy a young woman to be your mother?"

"agree!"

Wu Kun nodded vigorously. "Xiaozhong and Xiaorong's betrothal gifts have also been settled. How great is that?"

"Then you go and tell me, I won't tell you."

Wu Youcai didn't want to be a cousin, "You can add it up, that lady seems to like your mother very much."

Wu Kun told the driver that his father would not agree unless the price was increased to 150 taels.

The driver went to ask for instructions.

Jiang Yu nodded, "Buy!"

Jiang Xianghui got on the carriage and returned to the town to sign the contract of sale. Because it was an ordinary contract, a reputable person was needed to serve as a witness.

The driver drove the carriage to the door of Mr. Kong, a local squire with a very good reputation in the town. He took the change given by his wife and stuffed it into the doorman's pocket, explaining his purpose.

The doorman shook the silver in his hand, looked at the carriage and said nothing.

The driver hurriedly stuffed in two more silver pieces, and the porter then smiled and told the driver to wait while he went in to ask the master.

Not long after, he came back jogging, opened the side door and welcomed people into the side hall.

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