Rebirth Of A Noble Daughter: The Marquis Manor’s Abandoned Wife

He suddenly thought of something. He placed his hand in front of Shen Qingci’s eyes and shook it, but he found that he was lonely. The light in Shen Qingci’s eyes remained unchanged at a glance. Above the eyeballs, a layer of gray mist was cast.

"Is this a blind man?"

The man screamed abruptly, as if he had encountered something extraordinary, a big man, and the screams everywhere, it was also unnatural, Shen Qingci rolled her eyes secretly in her heart, she knew she was blind At that time, there was no such excitement, he was so excited.

"It's blind."

The coachman knew that this was not something that could be concealed, but he admitted it happily.

‘However, this is a young one, and his body is good and able to give birth. "

Shen Qingci endured hard.

The old mother has all become grandmothers, and she is still young. If she could have children, she would have been born again.

"No," the buyer was unwilling to hear from the voice.

"What I want is a mother-in-law who can give birth to a baby and take care of my elder mother. You get a blind man for me. You can even cook a meal, buy it back, and serve as an ancestor's offering. That's absolutely impossible. "

He can accept everything. It doesn’t matter if the ugly ones are turned off. Anyway, they are the same when they are turned off. Even if they are lame, he can reluctantly agree. At least he can do a living and buy back an ancestor. Would say he was stupid.

"Or, I'll give you a cheaper price?" The coachman also wanted to get rid of this earlier, but the one who said, the farther the sale, the better, the poorer the better, if it wasn't for this woman who had red bumps on her face He looked like he was sick and blind. He wanted to treat himself as a wife.

Otherwise, there is no other thing.

Now he wants to sell this as soon as possible. If he can sell it for one or two pennies, only one penny, not one or two, half and two are fine, as long as he sells the person as soon as possible.

"Cheap?"

The man was a little moved, but he was still very hesitant. Of course, he was constantly calculating the difference between buying and not buying.

If he buys it, he will have a family inheritance, but if he doesn’t buy it, he doesn’t have a wife, but if he buys it, he has to take care of the blind man. This blind man is of no use other than having a baby. His son is raising her and can't make money to supplement the family. It seems that it is more cost-effective not to buy it than to buy it.

So, I still can't buy it.

"Poor."

The coachman snorted from his nose.

You can't afford even half a tael of silver.

"Not in the carriage yet?"

The coachman pushed Shen Qingci. Shen Qingci took the wooden stick in his hand and walked forward. Then he climbed into the carriage, and the carriage moved forward, and the smell of cooking smoke could still be smelled around every household. They are boiling water and cooking rice, and the children’s laughter in the villages in the fields, even if you don’t use your nose to smell it, you all know that this is very close to the village.

If there is a village, there will be other villages around, and they are not too far away. Therefore, Shen Qing resignedly thought that the coachman would also sell her among these villages.

Even at the cheapest price, I definitely won’t take her away anymore. The driver is becoming more and more annoyed now, and he also dislikes her more and more. Before she wanted to go out easily, the driver would stop. The car, but now, as long as she dares to stop, she will get the scolding of the coachman. It is worse than every time, and the other time is more fierce. She hasn't done it yet, and maybe she will do it next time.

Shen Qingci took out a small medicine bead made by herself from her arms. She opened the window of the carriage and stretched out her hand, and the wind blew her hand, and she also went straight to the front of the carriage.

She opened her hand, and some small powder in her hand flew forward.

"Snee..."

The coachman sneezed, then rubbed his nose. It was a hell. Why do you sneeze so much recently? Isn’t it a wind chill?

It seems that it is about to be some, and the person is sold, so that he can return home with the money and marry himself a wife.

"Snee..."

The coachman sneezed several times and then rubbed his eyes. He was sleepy all of a sudden. It is hard to say that he didn't sleep well at night, and he remembered that he had been on the road these days and nights. Without a good rest, that's why I feel sleepy.

He yawned and drew the horse's whip softly, and the horse walked feebly until the carriage stopped again and the coachman knocked on the carriage.

"I warn you, if you dare to run, I will break your leg and measure you a blind man, but I can't run anywhere?"

Shen Qingci still kept himself in the corner of the car, did not speak or move.

The coachman was very dizzy, and he was really unable to hold on. In fact, he wanted to tie up Shen Qingci. There is still a rope on the carriage now, but he is really sleepy even with his fingers. He couldn’t lift it up, just like he hadn’t slept for several days or nights. He could fall asleep even while standing. Now he really didn’t have the energy to think about anything else, so he directly found a tree and leaned against it. After a long time, there was a thunderous snoring.

Shen Qingci reached out and touched the wooden stick on one side, and then she got out of the carriage and walked towards where the coachman was.

She couldn't see it, but she could hear and smell it. The sour smell was right in front, not to mention the snoring that could pierce the eardrum.

Shen Qingci picked up his wooden stick and poked Zengtian, but he also bumped into something. Who else is it not the coachman?

She approached, her hands were mocking, she touched the face of the coachman, but she also touched the oil in her hand. She shook her hand disgustingly, took out a medicine bead, crushed it, her hand was also looking for breath. , It was the nose of the coachman, she really didn't want to touch the oil anymore.

She crushed the medicine beads, and the powder fell down. After a while, she obviously heard the coachman’s breathing slowing down, and the snoring noise was gone.

She gave her heart a little harder, and touched her hand downwards. When she reached the coachman’s chest, she took out a purse from his arms, and on the purse, the smell of the man was all on it. Sour and smelly sweat, as well as the dirty smell of not washing for a long time.

Shen Qingci did not dislike it either. She herself is almost the same now. The smell on her body can smear herself to death, but it is better to be smeared to death than to die. She still wants to live, and she wants to live for a long time. I want to go home.

Even if the road home is difficult, she will go back.