Gu Fei was so shocked by Ms. Qian's words that she forgot to take another bite of her flatbread.
'Only people who are serious about buying something bother to haggle,' she thought. 'If you're not buying, the price doesn't matter. Is Ms. Qian actually going to buy this girl?'
The mother's body trembled slightly. The girl named Lian'er knelt on the ground with her head bowed, looking utterly mortified.
The woman suddenly turned to Ms. Qian. "Ma'am, how about two measures? Lian'er is strong. She can not only do housework but also work in the fields. You won't regret buying her."
Ms. Qian's eyes darted about as she considered the offer. She was tempted.
Gu Zhong was a "hands-off" husband; aside from driving the cart and fetching water, he didn't lift a finger.
And that wretched girl, Xing'er, was so disobedient. It was worse now that they weren't at home; just a few words of scolding and she would run off.
Now, even the old lady wouldn't help her anymore.
