But when he was talking, he didnāt pay attention to how much water was in the ladle, and shook it wildly. So a lot of water splashed onto himself, even getting all over his face.
"Wow, damn!" Yangyang spat out the water droplets accidentally hitting his mouth, "How am I so careless?"
Below, Yang Xiayun looked at him speechlessly, then glanced at Lele, his eyes full of mockery, "Is this what you call smart? Thatās incredibly smart, isnāt it?"
Upon hearing this, Lele covered his face and then said, "Great wisdom often seems foolish, heās just being wisely foolish!"
At this time, the crowd of townsfolk surrounding the door, those in front were all splashed with water, couldnāt help but curse, indeed, like adults like children.
With malicious adults, the kids arenāt innocent either, knowing how to cause trouble at such a young age.
Yangyang heard the cursing from below and got angry again, "Hmph, just watch what good stuff I have for you all."
Then Lele noticed a foul smell coming, "Whatās that?"
"Young master, thatās dishwater," a kid answered.
"And whatās in your hand?"
"This is soot from the bottom of the pot, itās meant to be put in the brothersā buckets."
"Oh brother, stop asking, youāre getting in the way." Yangyang hurriedly instructed the attendants from above, "Quickly hand me the water."
Feeling rejected, Lele touched his nose and stepped aside.
Then he saw the water mixed with various ingredients being dumped outside again.
Lele thought for a moment and asked the doorman, "Havenāt they thrown quite a lot of stuff in over the past few days? Whereās it all being swept to?"
"Itās all in that basket there, it canāt be thrown out as weāre stuck here." the doorman replied bitterly.
"In that case, throw it out, return it to them." Lele clapped his small hands, "What nonsense, a bunch of ungrateful people."
"Yes."
Thus, with the addition of two doormen, several baskets of rotten cabbage leaves were thrown outside with a clatter.
"Let me tell you all, if you dare come to my door and cause trouble again, next time it wonāt just be vegetable leaves, Iāll even bring out my bow and arrow." Yangyang pointed his little hand dominantly.
Lele stood below and thought for a moment, then said to Yangyang, "Brother, come down, Iāll go up and say a few words."
"No way, brother you go to the other ladder." Yangyang shook his head, refusing decisively; he still wanted to lecture the outside.
Seeing this, Lele pouted his mouth, and a servant nearby quickly said, "Young master, you can use my ladder."
"Alright, thatāll do!"
Once Lele climbed up, he looked outside at the crowd, definitely more than a hundred people, each one of them soaked, with rice grains and bones from the pot stuck on their heads, looking quite unpleasant.
And each of these people was seething with anger, seeing another child climb onto the wall, they shouted, "Tell your adults to get out here, why hide like a coward? Be brave!"
"Come out, come out, desecrating our family graves, truly insane."
"Right, where is Lord Yeās ancestral home? We should go dig up his familyās grave too!"
"Right, weāll dig it up too!"
"..."
Lele glanced outside, didnāt say anything for the moment, and asked the servant to bring a gong.
When the gong came, he took it over forcefully, placed it on the wall, and banged it hard before pointing at the noisy crowd outside, "Everyone, shut up! With the way you are, you still expect my family to come out?"