Tu Ya’s inner world was collapsing!
But it was just about money, did she look like someone short of cash?
Therefore, for the sake of her own little life, she ultimately succumbed.
"Five taels then, five taels!" She nearly gritted her teeth to pieces as she glared fiercely at the little girl squatting on the sandy ground.
She thought she was imposing, but, with half of her body buried in the desert and her throat hoarse, any imposing aura had long since leaked away.
The little girl clapped her hands gleefully, "That’s the spirit! Come on, Sister Hong, give us a hand. Let’s pull her out together!"
Hong Xiangjun had an expression that was barely able to contain a chuckle, while Tu Ya’s cheeks had turned the color of an eggplant.
By the time she finally managed to get free, she took a breath, and at that moment...
"Tu Ya, Tu Ya... I can’t take it anymore, I’m going ahead. I’ll wait for you down there."
Hulan’s situation was just as bad.
Tu Ya was getting a bit anxious. She quickly grabbed the little girl, "Hulan, Hulan is also buried by sand! You like money, right? I’ll give it to you if you help me save her, okay?"
Dong Huiying raised an eyebrow, "Hulan?"
"It’s... it’s the one who was with me, the one with two braids, a baby face, with chubby cheeks!"
"Ah—" Dong Huiying indicated that she did have some impression of Hulan. "No need, saving a life is worth more than building a Seven-Level Pagoda; it’s just a matter of lending a hand."
Afterwards, she gracefully made her way towards Hulan.
She had to admit, she was a bit dazed, utterly dazed!
If it really was just a matter of lending a hand, why had she been swindled out of her silver earlier?
Five taels of silver for a single egg, this business was more profitable than robbery!
Hong Xiangjun was a bit slower, she looked back at Tu Ya’s bewildered face and suddenly snickered.
"You thought she really treasured money as if it were her life? She had already warned you, but you, being arrogant and thinking too highly of yourself, brought this upon yourself. It’s always better to be a bit more humble."
Moreover, Tu Ya had previously set her sights on Lao Si, aiming to steal Little Sister Xiao Dong’s man. If it were themselves in her shoes, would they care whether she lived or died?
Without a rival in love, out of sight and out of mind, they would rather rejoice!
One could only say, Little Sister Xiao Dong’s heart was really too kind!
Hong Xiangjun caught up with Dong Huiying.
The left-behind Tu Ya bit her lip, her expression turning extremely complex in an instant.
Pulling up radishes, pulling up radishes.
Heave-ho, heave-ho, pull up the radishes, heave-ho, heave-ho, can’t pull them out.
Little girl, come quickly, come help us pull up the radishes!
After pulling up Tu Ya and Hulan, a mix of sorrow and joy filled them once they were rescued.
They were sorrowful for being saved by this little girl, but joyful for barely clinging onto their lives.
The desert was vast, and within this ten-mile radius, no other figures could be seen.
In that previous storm, Tu Ya and Hulan’s companions had been scattered to who knows where by the wind, and without camels, food, or water, after a whole day of scorching, they had nearly turned into dried husks.
The two of them huddled together and whispered, then slowly made their way towards Dong Huiying.
Tu Ya was too proud and too concerned about face, unable to bring herself to ask, but Hulan was a sweet girl.
She brought her hands together and looked at Dong Huiying with pitiful eyes, "Little Sister, could you sell us some of your dry food?"
She took off the silver bracelet that she wore on her wrist, sneakily glanced at the egg pancakes in Dong Huiying’s hands, and at the side, the smoked meat and egg soup, her drooling saliva almost running down.