Ke Xiaomo said, "It won't happen again, Mom."
Ke Mingye said, "If Second Brother has nothing to say, Mom, then please let us go."
Bai Wenna asked, "Second Brother has nothing to say, but what about you?"
"Second Brother took me out to play; I was forced to, okay?" Ke Mingye sighed, "So if he's reflecting on it, that should be enough. What am I reflecting on, Mom? This is a bit unreasonable."
Ke Xiaomo didn't try to argue; he simply shook his head and sighed, wrapping his arms around his shoulders and staying silent.
He knew Ke Mingye was injured, so he didn't want to make it hard on him. If he could take the blame for him, then just taking it would be better than letting him get a lecture in the corridor.
"Seems like you haven't reflected enough; stand some more," Bai Wenna said and went downstairs with the feather duster, leaving them. Soon after, the pleas of Bai Zini and Bai Ziling could be heard as they bounced up the stairs like rabbits.