The Challenge of a Farmhouse Son-in-Law

Liu Dazhuang’s eyes flashed with malevolence as he cracked a cold smile, showing his yellow teeth, "Gu Lao San, I’m advising you to be sensible and step aside. If you go back now, you might still be able to get a share of the silver from your second brother, huh? A hundred taels of silver, man, that’s enough to take care of seven or eight children in an ordinary family. Aren’t you tempted?"

Gu Youyou inside the carriage was dumbfounded, "Damn, am I only worth a hundred taels of silver?"

Gu Lao San was indeed tempted for a moment, but his face quickly turned cold again, and he angrily said, "Do you think I’m like you? A heartless beast who only sees money. It’s not just a hundred taels of silver, even a thousand taels wouldn’t buy her. Hand over the person."

Liu Dazhuang was also furious and snorted, "The beast who sees money is your second brother, but your second brother was the one who came to me, not the other way around. Hmm, you better not refuse the toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. You should know that we are not ordinary human traffickers."

Gu Lao San’s grip on his shovel tightened. He certainly knew these people were not ordinary human traffickers.

And Gu Youyou, she really hadn’t expected to have been sold by her uncle and aunt, and the person who came to her rescue would be her third uncle?

In Gu Youyou’s eyes, both her second and third uncles were of the same ilk: her second uncle was outright unsavory, while her third uncle presented a better facade, concealing his true nature.

Gu Youyou saw that although Gu Lao San had fear in his eyes, he did not shrink back and showed no intention of leaving under threat.