Selling the Body to Bury the Father

Looking at the young girl dressed in plain clothes in front of him, Yi Qing narrowed his eyes and sized her up.

Her eyes were like limpid autumn water, looking like she wanted to say something but was unable to. When she looked at him, Yi Qing felt her body go limp.

Yi Qing could not help but tilt his head forward to see his reaction, but he could not see it because of his back.

But the young girl was clearly crying as she looked at Xiao Kuang, "Please have mercy on me, my daughter is poor, after father dies he won't have the money to be buried …" If you are willing to sell yourself to bury your father, you can just ask for a thin coffin to bury your father and work as an ox and a horse for the rest of your life. You will have no complaints. "

She kowtowed down, the action like a weak willow supporting the wind, I see pity.

Xiao Bao was not moved, he asked Yi Qing who was laughing: "Have you seen enough?"