Just at that moment, an old-fashioned carriage approached and stopped at the entrance of Qiao Hai's courtyard.
The coachman immediately set down the footstool, and then out stepped a plump woman in her forties, wearing a deep purple gauze skirt.
She walked to the door, twisting a silk handkerchief in her hands, and shrilled, "Yo! Granny Cao, why is your house so lively?"
As soon as she spoke, Old Mrs. Cao felt her heart skip a beat, oh no.
She walked past the group of rugged men, disdainfully using the handkerchief to cover her nose, and stood in front of Granny Cao. She took out a pouch from her bosom and extended it, "The money is all here, bring out your granddaughter!"
Someone who recognized her immediately shouted, "Isn't this the famous Granny Liu from our town, specializing in this kind of trade? I heard that any girl with a bit of beauty who falls into her hands ends up in the brothel."
"Yes, yes! I heard that a little girl from Lin Family Village was sold last time."
