Little An came over with a small bundle of grains. Right as he saw the limestone slab under his feet, he accidentally tossed it out with a whoosh. Not tied tightly to begin with, the grains scattered and plenty landed on his head and face.
But he merely nonchalantly shook his head and continued running towards the field. Little Madam Xia watched in shock, surprised at her son's transformation. During these two months, she'd been feeling sleepy and dazed all the time. And now, her son, who used to insist on changing his clothes with a straight face even if there was just a little dust on his clothes, had become so carefree. If not for his face, she almost thought that it was Tiger Head or Little Lion who had thrown the grains just now.
Nanny Xia, however, was very gratified as she felt that children should be like this.
Mu Yangling and the five children harvested the crops on all six plots of land. Then, they dried the grains before weighing them for comparison.