"Mother, Mother, Ningxiu is still so young, she's only eighteen years old. How can you sell Ningxiu to Old Master Huang to be his concubine? Old Master Huang is almost sixty years old. Selling Ningxiu to him, isn't that like pushing her into a pit of fire?"
Before Su Yunjin even reached the Su Family home, she heard a crying voice coming from the courtyard. A crowd had gathered around the Su Family's courtyard, all there to watch the excitement unfold.
"Pah, you ignorant thing. I am doing this for Ningxiu's own good; how can you say I am pushing her into a fire pit? Old Master Huang is a wealthy man in town, many people are eagerly lining up to become his concubines! It is Ningxiu's good fortune that Old Master Huang has taken a liking to her—it's a stroke of luck many people can't even dream of. Don't be ungrateful!"