The beauty is charming and strong, and the cold Buddhist son is deified

Chapter 71: Bad Bamboo and Good Bamboo Shoots
Gao Yu is very unconfident. Although he is tall and big, he often shrinks his body and lowers his head. He is completely different from the arrogant and domineering Gao family members.

So even though there was the Gao Lao Er incident, Song Qingwan couldn't bear to be cruel to her, as they used to have a good relationship.

Gao Yu looked at Song Qingwan with a wry smile, then quickly lowered his head, "Awan, can you buy me too?"

Song Qingwan was shocked, and her understanding of the slavery of ancient people was refreshed. There were actually people vying to be servants? That was completely without human rights, okay?
"why?"

Unexpectedly, when she asked this, Gao Yu burst into tears, and her tears grew bigger and bigger. "Brother Jinzi has given the Gao family 100 taels of silver for me, but I know my parents and brothers, they will force me to marry into the Hu family in the end.

The Hu family will have to pay a betrothal gift of 60 taels, and they will certainly be exploited for the rest of their lives. But what I am most worried about is Brother Jinzi's health. What should I do if I don't have money to support him?
Awan, please buy me, so that I will have nothing to do with the Gao family, and they can’t threaten Brother Jinzi anymore.”

Moreover, as a servant of the Song family, she could also take care of Hu Jin nearby. This was the best solution Gao Yu could think of.

So these two have become so close? "What's going on between you two?" Song Qingwan was confused. They obviously like each other, right? But they can't be together because of the Gao family?
Gao Yu carefully looked around, and after seeing that no one else was around, she stammered, "Awan, I might be pregnant with Brother Jinzi's child.

Don't get me wrong, we didn't do it on purpose. We just smelled a kind of incense in Lingtai Temple and somehow ended up in the wilderness, and then we were caught red-handed."

Otherwise, the Hu family would not have been able to compensate the Gao family with one hundred taels of silver because they were really together.

Song Qingwan was shocked. "No, you already have a child, why don't you just get married? The Gao family is scary, but they can't just ignore their daughter's life or death, right?"

Gao Yu smiled bitterly again, "Awan, you don't understand. The Gao family's goal from the beginning was the blacksmith's skill. They won't give up until they get it. How can a daughter like me compare to the skill that can be passed down from generation to generation?

I heard from Grandpa Hu that blacksmithing skills are very important. To be able to forge weapons that can hurt people, one must be an upright person who can stick to the bottom line.

But the Gao family is not like that. Once they acquire the blacksmithing skills, they will only perish faster." Therefore, Gao Yu was also thinking about the Gao family.

Look, what a sensible daughter she is. Good bamboo shoots can grow from bad bamboos, but the Gao family doesn’t know how to cherish them.

"Come with me to the Hu family and explain things to Brother Jinzi in person. How can a girl like you endure this alone?"

If both of them are interested, then she naturally has no problem. The Hu family is still very important to Song Qingwan. She needs Lao Tietou's technology and Hu Jin's management.

If there was another Gao Yu to take care of the two of them, the Hu family would definitely be more stable, and her iron workshop would develop more stably.

Gao Yu's tears fell even faster. She had no one to tell about her grievances, so Song Qingwan's understanding and tolerance were too important at this moment.

But, "But I rejected Brother Jinzi before, he must be sad." So, she also firmly refused the Gao family's offer to marry their daughter.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's fine once we talk it out, let's go."

When the few people arrived at the Hu family, Lao Tietou was busy making horseshoes. It was an order introduced by the head of the Red Escort Agency that he took over.

Hu Jin was still cooking and making his own medicine. He might have been tired yesterday and now looked listless.

"Brother Jinzi, let me help you." Gao Yu came in to help, his eyes full of pity for Hu Jin, unable to bear his hard work.

"Why are you here? Sister Song is here too." "Well, you guys talk, I'll go see Grandpa Hu." She didn't want to get involved in other people's emotional affairs, so Song Qingwan went straight into the furnace room.

"Daya, or should I change my address to call you Miss?" Blacksmithing is Lao Tietou's favorite thing, so he is particularly happy when working, as if he has endless energy, and there is a hint of sarcasm in what he says.

"We, grandpa and grandson, don't have to dwell on these trivial matters. Grandpa and I have received another order, so we need to add some manpower to prevent you from being exhausted. When the time comes, you can directly serve as the technical manager and keep this job for me.

My mother's idea is to hire some people to prevent the technology from leaking out, otherwise the Hu family's venue will be a bit too small to accommodate.

I have already picked out another place. We will move there after the blast furnace is built. Then the Hu family can renovate it and find a wife for Brother Jinzi. You will soon have a big fat great-grandson."

Song Qingwan started by announcing the good news, and Lao Tietou was indeed very excited, but he was more concerned about the product, "Is it still a horseshoe?" If it was a sword or something like that, he would definitely not make it.

"Yes, a three-piece set of horse harness, used by the Imperial Army. I have already received the deposit."

Lao Tietou immediately gasped, "The court uses it? Why doesn't the Ministry of Works do it? Daya, why don't you hand it over to your father? These merits should be enough for promotion, right?

How can money be more important than an official position? Without real power to protect us, our business will not be stable even if it is big. And is the young man last night reliable?"

Lao Tietou thought that Song Qingwan was leaning towards the handsome young man instead of her father, so he had to give her a few reminders.

Now, it’s all the beauty’s fault. Everyone thinks that Li Minghe is unreliable and not a good man. It’s because the gap between them is too big.

But if you think about it carefully, apart from the life-saving grace when we first met, it seemed like I was taking advantage of Li Minghe later on.

Song Qingwan thought that she should indeed repay him well, so she gave him a gift, such as a special three-piece set of horse harness that she would make herself.

"Don't worry, Grandpa Hu. This business was initiated by that young man. My father has no use for these achievements at the moment. He has more suitable carpentry and farm tools." Song Qingwan explained patiently to the old man.

"Okay, just keep it in mind, and discuss anything with your father.

Oh, by the way, what happened in the alley? The sound of my ironwork couldn't drown out the noise."

When Lao Tietou mentioned this, Song Qingwan suddenly thought of the issue of safety. "It's those hooligans who are looking for trouble. Grandpa Hu, why don't you bring the finished product to my house after you make it? Leaving it to the Hu family will cause trouble for you."

The old and sick ones have no ability to resist at all, and it is not safe for them to leave their important things here.

In the furnace room, an old man and a young boy were discussing the making of iron parts. In the next room, a young couple were expressing their love to each other. Song Xiaoliu was observing the world curiously, and people's lives were moving forward on a thorny road.

The trial of the much-talked-about Huang Biaoju case is in full swing.

The eldest princess rushed to the palace to meet the emperor. After a day of secret talks with the emperor, she packed her simple luggage and moved into the royal temple, saying that she had not supervised the education strictly.

The princess escaped from the disaster, but the people around her could not swallow this breath, and they jumped out to punish the culprit.
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