Yang Ruxin slightly raised her eyebrows.
The Dong Family suddenly swallowed her saliva, "That’s not what I meant, what I mean is... what I mean is she’s my daughter, how can I bear to..."
"Dong Hongmei, your words are hilarious. Just now you were almost strangling her to death, and now you’re telling me you can’t bear it?" Yang Ruxin laughed, "Well, since that’s the case, let’s forget it then, Mengmeng, go bring Erya back..."
"Okay." Sanni turned around to run.
"Wait." The Dong Family hastily called out, "I know Erya won’t suffer following you, but she, she is my own flesh and blood, and now you’re asking me to sell her like this, my heart..."
"Then name your price."
"Ten taels." Before the Dong Family could even speak, Yang Anshi, who was pretending to be poor, couldn’t hold back and blurted out, "Not a penny less..."
Everyone present couldn’t help but display odd expressions on their faces.
"Ten taels? That’s expensive." Li Jiaya couldn’t help but click her tongue.
"A well-trained girl would only cost five taels of silver, and for such a sickly little thing whose life is uncertain, you actually dare to ask for ten taels?" Fang Tianze couldn’t help but click his tongue twice, "Sister Xin, your kindness shouldn’t be taken advantage of by others as if you were a fool to be swindled..."
"They think I’m an easy mark." Yang Ruxin asked herself; she had lived through two lifetimes, had seen all sorts of people, the ignorant and the foolish were plentiful, but the people of the Yang Family’s old mansion refreshed her perception time and again. She finally realized that when people are shameless, they can truly be without limits.
Yang Mancang also sighed, "Uncle, Auntie, there’s a saying that goes ’Don’t burn bridges in life’; look at the state your family is in. Isn’t it time to awaken?" He couldn’t outright say that the two sons they cherished were worthless and couldn’t be relied upon in the future.
Yang Peili, however, bowed his head in silence.
"I want no money." The Dong Family suddenly waved her hand, "I’ll give Erya to you for free..." She knew Erya’s injuries were so severe that it was uncertain whether she would recover, not to mention the effort and silver it would take to raise a little girl.
"Have Yang Baifu write the Selling Covenant." Yang Ruxin glanced at the Dong Family.
"He..." The Dong Family hesitated, "left..."
"Then who can decide?" Yang Ruxin pulled a face, "I don’t want to have disputes later on..."
"I’m her mother; I can make the decision..." The Dong Family looked at Yang Ruxin, "I’ll decide..."
"How can you decide? What gives you the right to decide? We’re not dead yet..." Yang Anshi, hearing there wouldn’t be silver involved, couldn’t stay put any longer, swiftly opened the door and came out, but she didn’t dare step forward and instead hid behind Yang Peili, "All these years, did that cursed girl neither eat nor drink? Without money, I’d rather she died at home than give her to you..."
"Mother..." The Dong Family shrieked.
"Don’t bother." Yang Anshi glared at the Dong Family, "In the Yang Family, my word is final."
"Alright, I’ll make the decision for you." Yang Mancang also pitied Erya, thinking that if she stayed, she had only a path to death, and was willing to let her follow Yang Ruxin, "Two taels of silver, and it’s settled. If you disagree, then I’m out of this..."
"Isn’t that too little?" Yang Anshi frowned.
Yang Mancang remained silent.
"Fine, two taels of silver then." Yang Anshi finally nodded, thinking to herself that she had managed to get rid of the loss-making burden, and two taels of silver could even buy a new dress for her Baihe.