Huang Laoer acted in a difficult position and begged the family boss: "Sir, please give me a little more money. After all, my daughter-in-law brings in three hundred dollars a month. You bought her at a high price, and you won't lose out if you take good care of her."

The high-ranking family member replied impatiently: "Don't push your luck. I told you that we signed the indenture contract together. The maximum amount for a dead contract is 40 taels of silver. For a big living contract, it's 500 coins a year.

If you are willing to sell, sign the contract and pay the money now. If you are not willing to sell, stop talking nonsense.

If you think your wife is a cash cow, then just keep her.

People are almost starving to death. Not only do they have no money, but they also lose both their personal wealth and their personal property.

My time is precious. Let's go to the next store, guys."

When Huang Lao Er heard that Gao Jia was leaving, he immediately became anxious, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab Gao Jia's sleeve, smiling and saying:

"My dear master, please don't be angry. I will sell it. I will sell it. Just sign the death contract and pay forty taels, not a penny less."

The senior executive snorted coldly: "That's right, don't be ungrateful."

After saying that, he took out the contract that he had prepared long ago from his arms, spread it on the table, and asked Huang Laoer to sign it.

Huang Laoer looked at the terms of the contract, hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted his teeth and signed.

The senior manager nodded with satisfaction, took out forty taels of silver from his purse and threw it to Huang Lao Er:

"Come on, come with me to the government office to file a report. From now on, these mother and daughter have nothing to do with you. Regardless of life or death, they have nothing to do with you at all.

Here, this is the money you got from selling your wife and daughter. Watch carefully, both the people and the goods have been sold, and you are not allowed to break the contract."

Huang Laoer looked at the silver again and again in a hurry. There were four official silver ingots weighing ten taels each, so there was no mistake.

He did not dare to leave the silver at home, but stuffed it into his arms. With a satisfied smile on his face, he followed the senior family to the government office to file a record.

The high-ranking official waved his hand and said, "Take the person away." Several servants came forward and pulled up Huang Laoer's wife. They carefully picked up the child and walked towards the carriage at the door.

Qiu Yingying wanted to resist, but she didn't expect that both she and her daughter would become slaves indentured for death.

Once they were sold into a death indenture, she and her daughter would become someone else's slaves. They would have no right to resist if their master wanted them to beat them, kill them, or force them to sleep with them.

If you meet a master with bad intentions, you will be in a tiger's den. You can't even imagine what the future will be like.

She should just accept her fate no matter how her life turns out.

But her daughter was still young, and she couldn't just watch her young daughter being sold as a slave and treated at will by others.

So Qiu Yingying knelt down beside the carriage and begged in tears:

"Master, can you please sign my daughter's indenture into a living contract?

I will work like a cow or a horse to repay you in the future, and I only ask you to give your child the right to choose his or her life."

The senior manager frowned, but didn't say anything. Huang Laoer was afraid of making a mistake, so he immediately scolded Qiu Yingying:

"Bitch, why are you crying? You will have a good life in the noble mansion.

If you cry again, be careful not to make the noble master angry, and he will sell you to a brothel."

After hearing this, the woman was so frightened that she stopped crying immediately and raised her eyes to secretly glance at the serious executive.

Qiu Yingying seemed to see pity in the senior executive's eyes. At the moment when their eyes met, the senior executive shook his head imperceptibly.

Qiu Yingying then stopped talking and got on the carriage with the child. The senior executive rode on a tall horse, and the servants also rode on horses.

Huang Laoer certainly couldn't keep up with them on his legs, so a servant rode with him and took him to the government office to register the two indentures.

The rest went directly back to the Jin Mansion.

Inside the carriage, a kind-looking old woman comforted the nervous Qiu Yingying and the frightened young lady.

"Ms. Qiu, don't be afraid. The person who bought you and the child just now was not someone else, but the housekeeper of the Jin family.

We are following the orders of my son and the master and his wife to rescue your daughter from your husband's family."

Qiu Yingying was shocked and couldn't believe it. She had been a witness a few days ago and sued Mr. Jin. She also received compensation. Logically, the Jin family must hate her to death. She ruined the reputation of the Jin family and caused Mr. Jin to go to jail.

Why would the Jin family, after giving compensation, spend money to rescue her and her daughter from the cannibalistic cage of her husband's family?