Chapter 863: Scumbag Brother and Scumbag Father, Get Lost (9)

Chapter 863: Chapter 863: Scumbag Brother and Scumbag Father, Get Lost (9)

Unlike what Meng Chongxi thought, he failed to catch Qiann Yan, who swiftly evaded his grasp.

Of course, he wouldn’t give up just like that. The day after tomorrow was when Boss Huang would come to collect the debt. If he couldn’t produce the two hundred taels, those people at the gambling hall would truly chop off Meng Wengan’s fingers.

This was his only son, who passed the child student exam at ten years old and was destined for great things in the future. He absolutely couldn’t let it be ruined like this.

He originally planned to discuss this matter with his daughter tonight. With her nature, she definitely couldn’t bear to see Wen Ang’s fingers cut off. Losing his fingers meant losing all hope of rising, and if she was sold to the brothel, as long as Wen Ang succeeded in the future, she would still have good days ahead of her.

She would agree to it.

However, to his surprise, the unfilial daughter actually disagreed.

Meng Chongxi was very angry. She had to accept her parents’ decision; even the government couldn’t interfere with his selling his daughter.

In these times, weren’t all those poor families selling sons and daughters? It’s not something unusual.

Yet she dared to dodge, thinking she could fly solo now.

This time, Meng Chongxi was ruthless. He grabbed Qiann Yan’s arm, locking her hands behind her. In that instant, he felt a sharp pain, his body went numb, forcing him to release Qiann Yan.

He didn’t want to make a big scene. He thought this matter would proceed smoothly, so he didn’t inform Meng Wengan, planning to resolve this matter himself.

Thus, in the dead of night, no one noticed him suddenly paralyze and fall to the ground.

Qiann Yan stood beside him, still gripping an embroidery needle hidden in her sleeve.

In this world, many families were indeed male-dominated. As Meng Chongxi envisioned, he could sell sons, daughters, even wives, and the government wouldn’t interfere. While openly one couldn’t sell a formally wedded wife, often the government found these trivial matters bothersome. Over time, everyone knew a wife at home was commodity merchandise.

After all, no one would intervene.

In Qiann Yan’s view, this was an era with underdeveloped laws. Yet, in the eyes of the men of this world, it seemed quite comprehensive, given that the oppressed underclass was women.

Since Meng Chongxi wielded such authority, only his incapacity to move or speak would free her from troubles.

Rest easy!

She wouldn’t let Meng Chongxi lie there forever, but only after the situation passed would she allow him to recover.

If he decided to disobey again, making decisions she didn’t like, he could lie down again.

Qiann Yan inconspicuously pinned the embroidery needle to a discreet spot on her body, watching Meng Chongxi collapse without intervening, only then going over to ask what was wrong.

"Big brother really lets Dad get so angry."

As Meng Chongxi could still shuffle a few steps, she helped him back into the house, unlocking Mrs. Zhang’s room and calling for someone.

Meng Chongxi remained silent throughout, simply because he couldn’t speak, as if voiceless from poison. He struggled to vocalize several times but remained speechless, ultimately flailing in panic.

When Mrs. Zhang and Meng Wengan emerged, they saw Meng Chongxi’s wide eyes and increasingly stiff arms waving about, fear painted across his face.

"Old man, what’s wrong with you?"

Mrs. Zhang rushed over in concern, despite sometimes being dissatisfied with Meng Chongxi, she understood the vulnerability of a family without a man in these times. Especially now, Meng Chongxi couldn’t afford any trouble.

Meng Chongxi opened his mouth, still unable to speak, his eyes reddening with urgency, tears almost streaming down.

Qiann Yan stood emotionless on the side, no one noticing her demeanor.