"My granddaughter is such a good girl. Come on, Grandma will go wash your hair." Granny Qian’s eyes crinkled with a smile as she took the little girl's hand and headed into the courtyard.
She then snapped at the boys trailing behind her, "You little rascals, hurry off to the pond and wash yourselves clean. Covered in mud like that—you’ve been playing in the back hills again, haven't you?"
"Grandma, we went to cut pig feed!"
Chapter 142