"Don’t laugh!" Lele raged.
Hearing this, Yangyang struggled to cover his mouth, suppressed for a while, then said, "I, I finally found your weak point, you’re afraid of heights."
"Take out the word ’afraid’." Lele seriously replied after hearing that.
When he ca up just now, he didn’t feel it, but upon turning his head, he realized standing on the ladder felt like he was suspended in mid-air. Oh my, it wasn’t a great feeling. "Hurry up and think of a way to get down."
"No way, the view from above is excellent, Lele, aren’t you going to enjoy it?" Yangyang grinned mischievously at the other, thinking to himself, it’s not often you see your brother embarrassed, you must enjoy it awhile longer.
"Yangyang!" Lele’s voice got louder upon hearing this, "If you keep laughing, don’t expect to lend you any allowance money by the end of the month."
"Allowance money?" Yangyang was stunned upon hearing this, when he realized after patting his waist that he had thrown all his money to Lele, he instantly hopped in anger, "Wow, damn, clearly it was your idea, why am I the one who had to pay?"
Lele rolled his eyes at this response, "Who do you bla for being stupid?"
"If you’re smart, why don’t you figure out a way to get down yourself?" Yangyang humd discontentedly.
"Do you still want to borrow money from in the future?"
"I’ll ask Qingqing to lend money next ti," Yangyang thought about it and said.
"Qingqing is not even three years old; she doesn’t have the qualification to get an allowance." Lele responded after hearing this and then glanced at the little servant below, pointing with a small hand, "You co up and carry down."
"Yes, yes, I’ll co right away." Actually, the little servant had been waiting for quite so ti without knowing what the two young masters were dawdling about, he could just go up, carry the person down, and be done with it, what need there was for any plan.
Soon the little servant went up, held Lele in one arm, and supported the ladder with the other to co down.
After gaining freedom, Lele looked at Yangyang with a fake smile, "I heard you wanted to buy a deerskin book bag? Do you have money?"
After saying that, Lele patted his wallet and walked away.
"Wow, Auntie!" After Lele left, Yangyang hurriedly pulled Yang Xiayun, who had been watching in a daze, "Brother definitely won’t want to lend money now, what should I do?"
"Who told you to be so smug? Bla who?" Yang Xiayun twitched her mouth, tapping his little head.
"Well, a great man knows when to yield and when not to, I’ll go appease my brother."
Then the little guy ran off too, leaving behind a group of servants to resignedly gather the leftover things.
"Madam, this matter was done quite secretly, logically speaking, no one should know about it." Fugui said, "Plus, everyone involved was hired with false identities. I don’t know how such rumors are spreading in the city, saying our young master ordered the digging of graves."
"This matter is soone trying to fra the young master; he naturally knows it’s not his doing. Didn’t you notice those people outside? So don’t even know why the graves are being dug." Yang Chuxia paused and said, "Go out and let soone spread the word in the city, telling the people that soone took advantage of the strange illness to illegally organize people to dig graves for the corpses’ flowers, that our Ye Residence only purchased the flowers and did not organize people to dig graves themselves."
Her and Lele’s thoughts coincidentally aligned, proving a mother-son connection is undeniable.
"Yes, I understand, madam."
"Have those people leave Shandong recently; if the citizens find out this wasn’t the Ye Residence’s doing, they might report it to the authorities, so do not let them be caught."
"Yes."
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