Ms. Qian panicked when she heard Gu Zhong wanted to borrow silver. Over the past few days, Gu Zhong had told her repeatedly to stop thinking about taking advantage of others, especially the second household.
He said he didn't want to become estranged from his brother.
'If he's saying that, he's definitely planning to pay back any silver he borrows.'
This was no small amount of silver. She couldn't help but shout, "Xing'er is just a girl! Is it really worth spending ten taels of silver for her to enter the city?"
"We'd be better off selling her! At least we'd get some silver for it!"
Xing'er froze for a moment, then grabbed Gu Zhong and burst into sobs. "Dad, don't sell me! I can do chores around the house! I—please don't sell me."
A vein throbbed on Gu Zhong's forehead. He pointed at Ms. Qian. "You, shut your mouth! Say one more word and I'll sell you!"
Ms. Qian flinched and didn't dare make another sound.
Gu Zhang suddenly felt like he was in the hot seat.
