Ding walked out onto the compound and stretched his hands above his head.
"Do you need any help?" He asked approaching the lady who was sweeping the fallen leaves.
She raised her head and looked at the approaching man. Using the rake in her hand, she pointed it at him and Ding froze.
"What do you think you're doing?" She asked lightly poking his chest with rake handle.
"I want to he..."
"ABSOLUTELY NOT!"
Ding was slightly taken a back by her outburst and the lady realising she might have raised her voice too much, coughed and spoke again in her usual calm voice," What I meant was how can I let my guests do all the work?"
"But there's nothing to do. Am afraid I'll feel bored if I sit idly," he stated defending his earlier actions.
The lady sighed and lowered the rake to continue her work," What idle? If you're so sure you'd feel bored staying in there why don't you head to the river for a dip?"
