She looked up and saw Huahua arrogantly holding several silver dollars, "Hey, you who pick up cow dung, I have money here, do you want to earn it?"
Nan Feng glanced at Huahua and ignored her, continuing to search for cow dung on the grassland.
"Hey, if you're willing to crawl under my legs, I'll give you these silver dollars, what do you say? These silver dollars are enough for you to eat for two months."
Nan Feng cursed Huahua silently in her heart and paid her no attention.
"Is it just crawling once? Would you rather pick up dung here every day than take these few silver dollars? Let me tell you, it's going to rain here tomorrow for sure. When it rains, you won't be able to pick up dung, then what will you eat?" As soon as Huahua said this, many people around them started laughing.
Some felt that Huahua's words were as if they were saying that if Nan Feng couldn't pick up dung tomorrow, she'd have to eat dung the next day.
