After the fight, he pointed aggressively and declared, "If you bully my Aunt Jindi again, I’ll beat you up next ti too."
"Wah wah..." Not having won the fight, the little boy felt ashad and imdiately burst into tears.
"Yangyang, what exactly happened, why did you hit him?" Yang Xiayun was getting anxious. Why couldn’t this child control his strength? In their own ho, he had swollen the other child’s face; where would that leave the dignity of the miss from the He family?
"I’ve already said he was bullying Aunt Jindi." Yangyang, unhappy, broke free from Yang Xiayun and tried to leave with Yang Jindi, "Auntie, don’t be afraid, I’ll protect you."
The He family’s young lady, seeing the child so domineering, naturally got angry, but her concern was greater, worrying about how to explain to her cousin who got beaten up when they returned.
"How did he bully your aunt?" Miss He couldn’t help but ask.
"He tried to kiss my Aunt Jindi. My mother said that girls shouldn’t let just anyone kiss them." Yangyang glared at the little boy and said to the young lady from the He family, "Luckily he didn’t get to kiss my aunt, or else, every ti I see him, I’d beat him up."
Upon hearing this, the young lady from the He family couldn’t really tell who was in the right anymore. To say that her cousin was wrong - he was only six years old, just a child, what could he understand?
To say that Yangyang was right wasn’t quite it either, yet just as he had said, girls really shouldn’t be kissed casually, even if the girl was young.
"Miss He, look at the ss this has caused. I am truly sorry," Yang Xiayun thought that regardless of who was right or wrong, it was a fact that the cousin got beaten up at her ho, which was a breach of hospitality on her part.
But as soon as she apologized, Yangyang got unhappy, "Auntie, why are you apologizing? It wasn’t who did anything wrong?"
"Yangyang! Don’t talk nonsense. Regardless of who’s right or wrong, can’t you discuss things nicely? Why did you have to hit soone?" The key point is that the person you hit might just be the cousin of your future aunt.
"I don’t care, it wasn’t my fault. I hit him, so what?" The little guy turned his head and stomped off.
Yang Jindi looked at the adults and then followed him.
The He family’s young lady, after hearing Yangyang’s words and already with a difficult facial expression, felt that this young boy was too arrogant.
Yet she couldn’t find it in her to be embarrassed or offended by her cousin’s comnts.
"Hey, you little brat, I want to fight you again next ti; I’ll definitely beat you," he said.
"I’ll be waiting at ho!" Yangyang turned around and waved his hand as he heard this.
Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent. It was a clear challenge to a fight!
"Little nephew, your clothes are dirty." Yang Jindi, following Yangyang back to the Ye family ho, pointed it out halfway there.
"Are they very dirty?" Upon hearing that his clothes were dirty, Yangyang’s brow furrowed. This was a new set of clothes, and if his mother found out, she would certainly ask him about it. He couldn’t hide the fact that he had been fighting, and his mother didn’t like it when he fought.
Yang Jindi looked at his clothes, "Very dirty, look at all the dust on your sleeve."
"I’ll change into another set of clothes, but Auntie, if my mother asks later, you mustn’t say I was fighting, okay?"
"I know, don’t worry, I won’t tell," Yang Jindi thought to herself that her little nephew had fought for her, she definitely couldn’t betray him.
Upon reaching the pavilion, Yangyang saw Mingcui coming out and quickly called, "Sister Mingcui!"
"Oh my, young master, what happened to you?" Mingcui asked, noticing several palm marks on his sleeve, and even on the hem of his garnt.
"Shush!" Yangyang put his finger to his lips, urging her to keep it down, "Sister, can you keep it down? Please help change clothes quickly and don’t let my mother find out."
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