"Mom, the injury on your butt is getting more and more serious. What should I do?"
"Hey, there's nothing we can do about it. We have no money. We can't hire a doctor or buy medicine." Qian Chunxiu said helplessly.
"Mom... we can't delay this injury any longer, otherwise we might have problems."
"Xiao Feng, what should we do? There is nothing we can do!"
Ma Xiaofeng frowned and thought for a moment.
There wasn't even anything valuable at home, so there was no way he could come up with money to treat Qian Chunxiu's injuries.
Considering the severity of Qian Chunxiu's injury, he probably couldn't be cured without a few taels of silver.
And a few taels of silver was a huge amount of income, and their family simply couldn't afford it.
Originally, Ma Xiaofeng was looking forward to setting up a stall with Zhao Ping'er and earning more money to treat his mother's illness. But now she realized that she was simply overthinking it.
The business of the stall has not improved at all. With an income of thirty or forty cash a day, it takes several months to save a few taels of silver, and this is without any expenses.
After waiting for a few months, she still didn't know whether her mother's life had been saved.
"Mom... why don't you sell me! If you sell me, I can get a lot of money, and I can cure your injury." Ma Xiaofeng suddenly had this idea in her heart.
When Qian Chunxiu heard this, he immediately reprimanded angrily, "Xiaofeng, what are you talking about? Even if my mother is dead, I can't sell you!"
In addition to being angry, Qian Chunxiu was also moved.
It shows that his daughter really cares about him and is filial to him, otherwise she would not have said these words.
"But mother... If you don't sell me, what will you do? We can't borrow money, let alone get it. Are we just going to stay like this and let your injuries get worse?"
"Hey... Xiaofeng, mother is fine. Maybe she'll be fine after a while."
"Mom... I've been suffering for these days. If it's better, I'll be fine soon... "
"Xiaofeng, you girl, don't think so much, just take it one step at a time. If it really doesn't get better, it's my mother's fate."
Seeing Qian Chunxiu's persistence, Ma Xiaofeng wiped her tears again.
She still had to think of another solution.
At this moment, Zhao Ping'er's shouts sounded outside.
"Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng!"
"Xiao Feng!"
Ma Xiaofeng put the towel into the basin and wiped the tears from her eyes before leaving the house.
He asked Zhao Ping'er who came over, "Sister Ping'er, what's wrong? What happened?"
"Xiaofeng, didn't you ask me to beg Zhao Yun'er? I went over to beg, but Xiaofeng..."
"What's wrong, Sister Ping'er?"
"Xiaofeng... Although she agreed, she said that she would be given 60% of the money we earned, and we would be given 40%."
Hearing Zhao Ping'er's words, Ma Xiaofeng suddenly became a little uneasy, "What? Sister Ping'er, she asked for 60%?"
Zhao Ping'er sighed and said, "Yes, I have to ask for 60%. I don't agree with anything less."
Ma Xiaofeng's face was gloomy and uncertain.
Without Zhao Yun'er's help, their business would probably not be better. From now on, dozens of pennies a day, although not a small amount, is still much less than what she expected.
Ma Xiaofeng couldn't help but cursed, "Divide it into 60%. Isn't it obvious that she is robbing us? We have worked so hard to divide it into 40%, but she doesn't have to do anything but gets 60%? How is that possible? Ping'er said, she Isn’t that a little too much?”
Zhao Ping'er responded, "Yes, Xiaofeng, I also think it's a bit too much."