Nanzhi glanced at An Wazi and nodded, beckoning to him, "Little kiddo, come over."
"Eh, okay." An Wazi nodded and got up to walk over, quietly saying to the man as he passed him, "Uncle, I'm going over."
The man didn't say anything, simply waved his hand impatiently.
These two girls seemed kind-hearted, so if they could buy An Wazi, it would be quite good.
"What's your name, and how old are you this year?" Nanzhi asked An Wazi.
"I'm called An Wazi, and I'm thirteen years old this year." An Wazi looked somewhat uneasily at Nanzhi and Shen Miaomiao. He'd never seen such attractive people before and was afraid that if he misspoke, they would not buy him.
"What did you do before?"
"I, I used to farm and, and feed cows at home." An Wazi clung tightly to the hem of his clothes and blurted out everything he could do.
"Good, so would you like to come with us?" Nanzhi looked into An Wazi's eyes intently.
An Wazi was looking at the people in front of him, too tense to say anything.