"We're staying in this hall, sit wherever you like."
Chan Zi steered the boat to Lake Heart Island in the Yunmeng Swamp, carrying Ah Gou into the shack.
"We?"
Chen Xuantian put his hands in his sleeves and followed inside, looking around at the little shack that resembled a duck pen.
Well, it's just a duck pen, where fishermen come to release ducks into the lake, occasionally using it for shelter from the wind and rain.
"Didn't you see just now? If you want to survive here, you can only work for the Nangong family.
Those heartless, rotten guys give you little work for much, can't even fill your belly, and still beat people.
If there's no one to lend a hand, many can't make it through winter..."
Chen Xuantian calculated with his fingers,
"So you pick them up to feed them, and even eat the ducks they keep here?"
Chan Zi turned to look at him,
