Fifth Miss tilted her little head and looked curious. "I know how to flip a flower rope and pitch-pot, but they still despise me for being too young and say that I don't have the strength. Hmph."
Chang Yaya was stunned. Many things played by children from the countryside flashed across her mind, such as jumping on a horse, throwing mud, hitting a rat, throwing stones, and so on. However, these things did not seem to be suitable here.
These children were all young ladies from wealthy families. They played elegantly. Didn't they hear what she said just now? Drawing, playing chess, and writing. No one was willing to get mud on them.
Facing Fifth Miss's expectant gaze, Chang Yaya instantly felt a little guilty.
She could not help but look at Gu Yundong, who stroked her chin thoughtfully.
After a while, she suddenly said, "That's a problem. I have an idea, but it will take some time."
