[Little Master, Little Master! Your neighbors just had a huge fight, hiss!] Ling Yu told Xiao Qingya excitedly.
Her younger brother explained in more detail. [Things are flying everywhere! Wooden buckets, a broom, bowls, and even clothes! I even saw someone's underwear–]
Ling Yu hurriedly covered her brother's chattering mouth and looked at Xiao Jingran awkwardly.
This man always had a gentle expression on his face, but she could feel that he wasn't as kind as his appearance! She was worried he might think that they were corrupting Xiao Qingya.
Ling Yu coughed. [You get the image, right, Little Master? Everything was flying everywhere!]
[Whose house is it?] Xiao Qingya blinked and asked.
[Someone surnamed Sun.] Ling Yu answered in a confident tone.
They both had eavesdropped long enough for them to hear both parties raining curses at each other.
"Is it the Sun family a few houses away from us? The one who owns an ox cart?" Xiao Jingran gently asked.
