Saving System: Calm Down, My Fleeing Host!

Chapter 256 - 254: Even an Upright Judge Cannot Settle Family Disputes (Double - )

The old woman dragged her snot-covered, crying granddaughter closer to Nanny Yan.

Nanny Yan scrutinized the little girl in front of her. Although she was a bit thin, her features were delicate, so she nodded. Just as she was about to have her followers bring over some rice, she was staggered by a push. The woman who had been kneeling and crying rushed forward, grabbed the little girl, and hid her behind her.

The young woman held a large pair of scissors to her own neck, "We are not selling, we are not selling. I am her mother, and I have the final say. If you really want to sell my Yuanyuan, you’ll have to step over my dead body."

The woman’s face was resolute, with eyes full of fear mingled with a willingness to face death, watching everyone warily, unwilling to back down.

The young man was frightened by the scene, hurriedly coming over to dissuade her, "Third Lady, Third Lady, please don’t do anything foolish. What will I do if you die?"

"Qian, I married you at fifteen, and it’s been almost ten years now. Considering all these years that I have worked tirelessly for this family, serving your parents and you, I beg you, please ask your mother to spare my Yuanyuan, okay?" The woman looked at her husband with tearful eyes, as if clutching at the last straw, hoping he could persuade his mother-in-law to change her mind.

The old woman, seeing her daughter-in-law playing such a trick, was furious and shouted harshly, "You shameless hussy, how dare you threaten my son! I’ll have Qian divorce you if you keep this up."

The young man was troubled, caught between his mother and his wife and daughter, unsure of what to do.

Although he didn’t want his mother to sell his daughter, he couldn’t defy his mother either. As the family’s link, he truly was in a dilemma.

Moreover, his mother had a point; Yuanyuan would become a maid, not be sent to her death. Her future might even be better than theirs. He had tried to reason this with his wife earlier, but she stubbornly refused to agree.

The woman called Third Lady watched her husband hesitate.

Her heart ached as she realized that in her husband’s eyes, filial piety was paramount, and brotherhood came first. Any other time, this might be understandable, but did her daughter deserve to be a sacrifice?

The surrounding townsfolk looked on with sympathetic eyes, pitying the mother and daughter, but no one dared to help, only watching helplessly.

Nanny Yan was not someone to be trifled with. She spoke coldly, "You can’t just decide to sell or not to sell at will."

She signaled to a thug, who took advantage of Third Lady’s distraction to snatch away her scissors.

A woman unarmed and helpless could hardly stand against a thug. In a face-off, the scissors were taken from her, and she was pushed to the ground.

"Mother, Mother!"

The little girl struggled and cried as she was dragged back.

A bag of five pounds of fine rice was thrown to the ground, as if disdainfully dismissing a beggar.

"Take the grain and get out of here quickly."

The servant looked arrogantly at the woman sobbing on the ground, "The master values your daughter; it’s your honor, don’t be ungrateful."

Third Lady ignored the servant’s contempt and tried to pick up the bag of rice to return it to Nanny Yan. As she crawled toward it and was about to touch the bag, the quick-eyed old woman snatched it up and ran off in a flash.

Third Lady was dumbfounded; her Yuanyuan couldn’t just be sold like this. She knelt in front of Nanny Yan, only to be blocked by a servant. She pleaded, "Please, don’t take Yuanyuan, don’t take my daughter, I beg you."

The woman’s pleas went unanswered by anyone around her.

Qian came over to comfort his desperately pleading wife, but the woman forcefully broke away, "It’s all you, all your fault. Give me back my Yuanyuan, give me back my Yuanyuan."

The woman’s emotions collapsed, her madness tinged with bleakness and helplessness. After a fruitless outburst on her husband, she looked defiantly in the direction of Nanny Yan, "If you want to buy, buy me together! I’ll die before I’m separated from my Yuanyuan."

The irritable servant sternly said to the man, "If you don’t control your wife, interfere with the nanny’s affairs, you all will be beaten together."

In the face of power, the man could only bow down, nodding repeatedly.

The woman struggled desperately, while the man held her tightly. This farce vividly portrayed the sorrow and helplessness of the lower-class populace.

People’s eyes bore a trace of sympathy, but they were mostly indifferent and unsurprised.

The woman groped to pick up the scissors again, intending to charge at the household servants holding the girl?