Yu Quan and the others immediately glared with knitted brows, no longer mentioning the matter, and instead, each went to examine the rough stones nearby.
Sui Yi and Ah Yi were the youngest ones there, with tender faces, good looks, and quiet demeanors. After Elder Tang and the others spread out, the two became more noticeable, especially Sui Yi, who stood quietly. Even next to a patch of dirt clods, she made the scene seem like an ink painting.
The few men stared at her, starstruck, especially the man next to the weighing scale, who raised his eyebrows in a smile and said something to the man beside him.
It was in Xinjiang dialect.
Ah Yi instinctively felt it was not something nice and gave them a cold glance. In response, they became even more animated.
Since she didn't understand them, Sui Yi didn't care and just looked around... quite leisurely.
"Ah Yi, aren't you looking?" Elder Tang was puzzled, as this girl was far more proficient than them, yet she seemed so calm.
