Han Caiwei was thinking about what happened during the day, and she couldn't sleep well all night. She vaguely heard someone sobbing quietly, "Zhao Di, starting from tomorrow, eldest sister can't take care of you. What can you do?" Do it! Get well soon!" It was Da Ya who was crying.
"Sister Da Ya!" Han Caiwei felt her heart twitching with pain, and sadness surged into her heart. This was the reaction of the remaining soul of Zhao Di left in her body.
Da Ya cried silently, tears flowing down her cheeks and dripping on Han Caiwei's face. There was a sudden excitement in her heart, her heart beat faster, and her chest kept rising and falling. She stretched out her hand to reach for Da Ya, once, twice, three times.
During the day, Daya went to Mrs. Qian's house and signed a deed of betrayal. She was leaving for Songjiang Mansion early this morning. Zhaodi was brought up by Daya since she was a child. She is still ill now. I wonder if she has any The day she woke up, she felt extremely reluctant to part with her and pulled Zhaodi to cry.
"Zhao Di, I can't let you go. Please get well soon!" Daya rubbed Zhao Di's little hand sadly. Suddenly she felt that the little hand seemed to move. She thought it was her own illusion. She stopped her tears and looked at it carefully. Seeing that Zhaodi's hand moved twice, she couldn't help but feel ecstatic and shouted loudly: "Mom, daddy, Zhaodi can move!"
There was the sound of things falling to the ground, the sound of panicked footsteps, and a burst of chaos. Han Dalang and Wang ran into the room.
"Da Ya, did Zhao Di move? Did you see it? Really?" Wang asked three times in a crying voice.
If she can move her hands, it means she is alive. The whole family is afraid that Zhaodi will remain in a coma.
Daya nodded, with tears falling down one after another. She pointed at Zhaodi's hand and said, "Well, it's true. I saw Zhaodi's hand move three times."
It was unmistakable. Zhaodi must have woken up. Mrs. Wang hugged her second daughter tightly, shaking her while crying: "Mother, Zhaodi! Poor Zhaodi! You've got it right!"
As her body swayed, Han Caiwei tried to open her eyes. She kept trying her luck and finally opened her eyes after several attempts.
What came into view were three gray figures. All three were wearing tatters and were pitifully thin, especially the girl. It would not be an exaggeration to say she was skinny, with a palm-sized face and a pair of big watery eyes. Yes, I can't help but feel watery. My eyes are full of tears, and they can't stop rolling down.
"Sister Daya, Sister Daya!" Han Caiwei opened her mouth wide and made a sound like a mosquito.
Although the sound was small, it was like thunder. Wang was stunned on the spot. She opened her mouth wide and grinned to both sides. Then she knelt on the ground with a "plop", kowtowed to the window several times, and kept muttering in her mouth: "Great mercy, great compassion" Guanshiyin Bodhisattva bless me. Thank you Bodhisattva for blessing my family Zhaodi to come back to life. Namo Amitabha protects my family Zhaodi from illness and disaster. Thank you Bodhisattva for your blessing!" Every time he kowtows with great force, it seems that the harder he works, the more pious he becomes. I was bruised and swollen, and I didn't stop.
"Mother, please stop kowtowing, Zhao Di is talking!" Han Dalang's voice was trembling, his hands were trembling, and he stretched out his hand to help Mrs. Wang get up.
There were too many tears, which blurred her vision. Daya smiled and wiped away the tears, held her sister's hand tightly, and cried: "Zhaodi is calling me! She calls me Sister Daya!" Zhaodi must be Hearing what he said, he couldn't bear to leave by himself, so he woke up. "Zhao Di! My eldest sister can't bear to leave you!" Daya lay on her sister's body and cried loudly.
"Dad, Mom! Oh no, Mrs. Qian is here and she wants to take the eldest sister away!" Wu Tou shouted loudly and ran in in panic.
Then a short, fat old lady with a sinister face came in and shouted as she entered the room: "Han Dalang, Daya's mother, I have sent you money and food. Daya, have you packed your things properly? We are leaving now." "This is Mrs. Qian, a nanny from a neighboring village. She has sold many girls from several nearby villages.
"Aunt Qian, what did you say? Da Ya didn't dare to talk nonsense about what she was packing. We didn't sell Da Ya!" Han Dalang was flustered and said hurriedly.
Mrs. Qian slapped her thigh and shouted at the top of her lungs: "Why didn't you sell it? Your eldest girl came to my house yesterday noon, begging me to buy her on her knees and crying. Why, do you still want to admit it?" ?" He took out a piece of paper from his arms, pointed to the red mark on it and said, "Han Dalang, take a good look. This is the fingerprint of your eldest daughter. You don't want to play rogue."
Mrs. Wang became anxious and held Granny Qian's arm tightly without letting go, "Aunt Qian, we really don't want to sell our children. Da Ya is still a child, so what she says cannot be taken seriously."
Mrs. Qian slapped the contract of sale on her hand, pinched her waist, and tilted her mouth, "What? If you say you don't take it seriously, you don't take it seriously. The black and white writing is here. If you don't surrender today, we will go to the police." Let's talk about it in the yamen."
In desperation, Han Dalang reached out to grab the deed of prostitution. The rich woman had seen this kind of money many times, so she quickly put the deed of prostitution into her arms with quick eyesight and quick hands.
The only daughter of Master Liu's family in Songjiang Prefecture has a good marriage. She will marry in the capital in three years. She has paid a large sum of money for four little girls in their teens. She wants them to have good looks and be kind and loving. For a few years, she worked as a dowry maid when she got married.
She searched hard for three, but the fourth was missing. I was in a hurry, but it happened that the eldest daughter passed away yesterday. Mrs. Qian was overjoyed. This girl looked so cute. The most important thing is that she took care of her comatose sister for more than two months, and she even sold herself when the family was in trouble. In terms of love and justice, no one can compare with it.
Da Ya let go of her sister's hand, picked up the small baggage prepared early in the morning from the bed, and stopped Han Dalang, "Dad, I sold my body for eight taels of silver, twenty kilograms of brown rice, Granny Qian, give me all the money and food." Parents, let’s go!”
"I brought them all, and put the food in the yard. Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with it!" Mrs. Qian happily took out a piece of silver and stuffed it into Mrs. Wang's hand. Mrs. Wang cried and pushed away, "I don't want money, we don't sell Daya! Daya! You are poaching my mother's flesh!"
"Da Ya Niang, don't be reluctant. Da Ya will go to a good family this time and work as a maid for Mr. Liu's family in Songjiang Prefecture. Then she will fall into a bad situation." Granny Qian persuaded her.
Moreover, Fuwowo was also a servant Yangzi, so it was not as good as being at home, where Mrs. Wang was crying and refusing to let go of Mrs. Qian's hand.
Seeing her mother tugging, Da Ya stamped her feet and said hurriedly: "Although I am young, I can keep my word. I have signed the deed of betrayal. I can't go back on it. My parents have collected the money and the food is in the yard. I'll leave first." La!" He ran out in tears.
"Da Ya Niang, don't worry. Auntie promises you that Da Ya is enjoying her life. When she goes to Songjiang Mansion, she can bring you letters from home. Don't worry!" Mrs. Qian broke away from Wang. Shi's hand turned around and ran away. If he continued to pull on it, the auspicious time to set off would be delayed.
So what if you don't worry? Wang slumped on the ground helplessly, and Wu Tou chased her away with a howl, "Sister, eldest sister, don't leave!" He chased her far away until Da Ya could no longer be seen. Han Dalang hated himself for being incompetent and beat his chest again and again, crying silently. Han Caiwei was heartbroken and stared at the dilapidated roof with tears streaming down her face.
