"no."

Mr. Song and Song Lin also opposed it in unison.

Their family has been honest and dedicated countrymen for generations. How could they do something like letting someone sign a contract to sell their bodies?

"The signing of a contract for sale is to limit them. It is not a contract for death, but a contract for five years. As long as these five years are gone, they will still be free."

"no."

Mr. Song still objected.

They are all from the village, and they look down and see each other. If the villagers really sign a contract, will he not be stabbed when he goes out in the future?

"I, I think Yue'er is right."

Song Shen mustered up the courage to support Song Wanyue.

"What do you, a kid, know? I said no, it's not possible!"

Mr. Song has always had a good temper and rarely speaks to the children.

Hearing the anger in his tone, Song Shen didn't dare to say anything anymore, but moved his footsteps to Song Wanyue, silently supporting her.

"I think Yue'er's method is feasible."

Xu said slowly while talking.

Everyone looked at her in unison.

Xu is literate. Since she married into the house, she has listened to her opinions on any major issues at home.

"Once the hot pot base leaks out, our family will soon lose this way to make money. It's nothing for the moment, after all, we still have some money in our hands. But if Si'er needs money everywhere after high school, she will need money everywhere. Without sufficient money, Si'er will find it difficult to walk in the officialdom. Even for Si'er, we have to put aside our face and let the person who comes to sign a contract."

"The child's mother..."

After hearing her words, Song Lin stared at her blankly, "How could you, you know..."

He didn't say the following words, but Grandma Song and Old Master Song understood what he was going to say.

When Xu married in, his words and deeds were like a lady from a noble family. They had doubts and asked quietly, but Xu didn't remember his past at all, but only remembered what happened after Song Lin saved her.

Xu also understood what Song Lin wanted to say, and stroked his head in confusion, "I don't know either, these suddenly popped up from my head."

Song Lin suddenly didn't dare to move, and even held his breath, "You, what else did you remember?"

Xu shook his head, "No more."

"Then listen to you." Song Lin said very quickly, for fear that if he continued to talk, Xu would think of something else, "Dad, mom, listen to Yue'er's mother, this matter was decided like this."

Grandma Song and Old Master Song looked at each other and did not say anything against each other.

Gu Yi looked at them strangely, then looked at Xu again, something seemed to flash in his eyes.

...

"Our family wants to hire someone, and they also need someone to sign a contract for sale?"

Song Shu looked at Song Shen, so shocked that his eyes were about to pop out.

Song Shen was so scared that he took a step back, "Yes, it was Yue'er who decided."

"How can this work? Yue'er..."

"Why can't it work?"

Song Sanxiaole was in full bloom. If the worker signed the contract to sell his body, he would be considered the young master of a rich family, and the distance between him and Miss Qi was shortened by one step.

"This is a secret recipe. If someone leaks it, our family will not be able to make a single child. Instead, others will make a fortune. Second brother, can you be willing?"

"I……"

Song Sanxiao had already grabbed Song Shen's clothes and walked out, "I'll accompany you to the village chief's house."

Song Shen twisted his body, "Uncle San, please let me go, I am at least..."

"What is it? In front of Uncle San, you will always be a little brat. Hurry up, let's talk nonsense, I'll kick you."

When she arrived at the village chief’s house, Song Sanxiao let go of Song Shen, sorted out his clothes, and went in first.

"Is the village chief at home?"

The village chief Wensheng came out of the house and saw that it was them, but he didn't ask for it, "Is there anything wrong?"

"That's right. Our family wants to find a few people in the village to work, and I want to ask the village chief to help."

"Looking for someone to work?" The village chief was uneasy and strode over, "How many people do you want to find? Men and women? When will you go to work?"

Song Sanxiao raised his lips proudly, "Don't worry, village chief, we still have another condition."

"Tell me quickly!"

"Anyone who goes to work must sign a five-year contract for sale."

"What did you say?"

The village chief thought he had heard it wrong.

Song Sanxiao stretched out five fingers, saying one word at a time very slowly, "Anyone who goes to work must sign a five-year contract for selling his body."

"Nothing!"

The village chief's saliva almost splashed on Song Sanxiao's face, and he pulled Song Sanxiao away and walked out, "I'll go find your father."

"uncle……"

Song Sanxiao quickly turned around and ran to follow him, not daring to stop him, and said while walking, "We have to do it if we don't..."

The village chief suddenly stopped, and Song Sanxiao almost bumped into him and took a step back in a hurry.

The village chief picked up a branch and drew a circle at the place where he stood, "I won't come back, you are not allowed to leave this circle."

After saying that, he threw away the branches, walked backwards with his hands behind his back, and strode towards the Song family.

"Oh, uncle..."

Song Shen patted his little breasts and secretly glad that he didn't say anything just now, otherwise he would have been the one who was trapped.

"You bastard, just wipe this circle for me."

Song Shen didn't dare to run home.

"Come back for me!"

Song Shen ran faster instead.

"Song Gui!" After entering the Song family's door, the village chief called out.

Mr. Song hurriedly came out of the house. Before he could smile on his face, the village chief scolded him, "I think you have forgotten your roots, and you are not afraid of implicating Song Si's reputation!"

"Don't get angry, don't get angry..."

Mr. Song came with a smile on his face, "We have no choice but to..."

"It's a bullshit. I'll tell you, you'll give up this idea as soon as possible. As long as I'm the village chief for a day, I won't allow the villagers to sign a contract for sale."

"Yes, yes, yes, listen to you, don't sign the contract for selling your body, and we won't do business."

The village chief's anger surged, "Do you bring my army?"

"How dare I? You don't know my character yet. If it weren't for the forced step, how could I agree to them do this? Since you don't allow it, we won't do this business."

The village chief was so angry that he pointed at him, "Okay, Song Gui, are you waiting for me here, are you? I..."

"Don't be angry, don't be angry..."

Mr. Song pulled him into the house, "I have a box of good tea in my house, please help me taste it."

"Stop doing this for me."

The village chief shook his hand angrily and walked in with his hands behind his back.

Mr. Song followed him, sat down at the main hall, opened the tea leaves on the table and handed them to his nose, "Smell it, the top tea leaves are so fragrant."

The village chief stretched out his hand and pushed it away, "I'll ask you, if the villagers don't sign the contract to sell their bodies, can they come to work?"
Chapter completed!