The maid struggled to push the flour bag aside, only to be greeted by new flour falling like snowflakes. In an instant, a thick cloud of dust enveloped them, blurring their vision as they repeatedly stumbled and fell, with flour continually assaulting their faces...
"Who is it, who is so wicked, stop playing around, cough cough..."
"If I find out which little brat it is, I..."
The people not far from the kitchen saw that it was the work of three children but didn't stop it at all. They heard the maids gossiping about the young mistress clearly. No wonder the children came to take revenge!
Not only did they not say anything, but they also chuckled secretly, look at these two big fools! Serves them right for their loose tongues.
However, the commotion didn't last long, as the housekeeper, Mrs. Salt, came in.
She was shocked by the chaos in the kitchen, gasping with a long "gasp" of cold air, just about to scold but upon seeing that it was three children, she swallowed her words.
