Saving System: Calm Down, My Fleeing Host!

Chapter 259 - 255: The Drama Queen Takes Over (Double - )

The old lady, though shielded by her sons, couldn’t avoid getting kicked a few times. She was now wincing in pain.

Her three sons fared worse; they all ended up with badly bruised faces, looking like pigs’ heads, a pitiful sight.

Cheng Xiaoxiao kindly went over and helped the old lady up, "Oh dear, you’re my third cousin’s grandmother-in-law, right? Look at this situation. My cousin’s daughter is gravely ill, yet you didn’t call for a doctor and even want to sell her. Is this what a grandmother should do?

Now, it will take a lot of silver to cure her illness. Even though Grandpa Huang is skilled, he can’t cure her completely, but he can control it. Shouldn’t you take out some silver for her medicine? Since we’re related, I’ll give you a discount, let’s say fifteen taels of silver!"

Upon hearing the amount of money she was expected to give, the old lady stopped her wailing. Her waist no longer hurt, nor did her legs. She got up quickly and shouted, "Who are you? I don’t know you, and I’m not giving any money!"

"It doesn’t matter if you don’t know me, but Yuanyuan is indeed your granddaughter, right?"

"She’s just a worthless girl! Can’t even be traded for a few kilos of rice, yet you want me to spend money on her treatment? No way!"

Cheng Xiaoxiao disagreed, "But she’s your own granddaughter. You’re willing to sell her when you need to, but now she needs money for treatment, and you won’t pay?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao’s voice was loud enough for the crowd watching from afar to hear. They pointed and criticized, looking down on the old lady’s actions.

Beside them, Qian heard the conversation and pleaded, "Mother, see how much silver we have left. Let’s lend some to Yuanyuan for her medicine! Whatever we borrow, I’ll work to repay. What do you think?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao was speechless. Shouldn’t someone in charge naturally provide money for medicine?

And now they had to borrow...?

The old lady, hearing her second son asking her for money as well, became even more unwilling, cursing and refusing to budge.

Cheng Xiaoxiao sneered, noticing the constable from afar. It was this man who just wrote the divorce papers.

To get Yuanyuan’s sale contract, it would have to go through him.

So she shouted loudly, "Sir, you’re the constable from my third cousin’s village, right? My great aunt refuses to treat her granddaughter’s illness. What kind of reasoning is ’birth but not raise’?"

The constable’s mouth twitched. The old lady was the most troublesome old shrew in the village, notorious for being unreasonable, throwing fits and causing trouble.

As the fairest man in the village, dealing with this old shrew was always a headache. Now, being called out, he had no choice but to step forward and kindly advise, "Auntie Dahua, you see how severe Yuanyuan’s illness is. Spare some silver. If people find out you don’t care about your granddaughter’s life or death, it’ll ruin your reputation. Besides, Qian and his wife work tirelessly in the fields year-round, enduring hardships without complaint. Now, their only daughter is ill, if you let her die without helping, won’t it break their hearts?

If, due to your selfishness, Yuanyuan doesn’t get timely treatment and passes away, Qian would surely hold a grudge against you. Would he still willingly work hard for the family then? You should think long-term, shouldn’t you?"

The constable pleaded with her for a long time, but the old lady didn’t listen to a word.

Instead, she looked at Cheng Xiaoxiao with resentment, thinking that calling in the constable would change anything? Laughable, she, Chun Dahua, had been an old shrew her entire life; she wouldn’t be frightened by a few words.

She quickly shouted, "Don’t make baseless accusations! I’ve already sold her. She and her mother are no longer part of the Qian family, so why should I pay?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao, trying hard not to laugh when the constable called her "Dahua," realized that this old lady was named Dahua. Such disrespect, she thought.

Laughing internally, she maintained a serious facade, "But they don’t want Yuanyuan anymore, and the sale contract has been returned to you, right? Aren’t you still a family?"

Only then did the old lady remember that Nanny Yan had just thrown the sale contract back to them.

She looked around and asked, "Who has my granddaughter’s sale contract?"

During the fight, they couldn’t even find a place to hide, let alone care for the sale contract.

Qian tremblingly took out the sale contract from his pocket, "Here is Yuanyuan’s sale contract?"

Dahua snatched the sale contract and stared mockingly at Cheng Xiaoxiao, "Since you’re related to them, I’ll just sell Yuanyuan to you. Her life or death won’t be my concern anymore."

Cheng Xiaoxiao quickly jumped back, as if dodging a great flood or beast, eager to keep her distance.