Madam Wei sighed. "Our in-law's madam passed away a while ago. Our in-law was also old and his health is not as good as before. Her brother went on an errand on behalf of his parents and seems to have failed. I asked her what was going on, but she didn't say. She went over tonight and will probably be back tomorrow morning. By the way, where are Little Seven and Xiaoxiao? Are you with them, or—"
Wei Qing smiled and said, "We came back together. Dahu and the others are still young. The carriage can't be too bumpy. They should be arriving soon."
The night was dark and windy, beside a certain official road.
The three little ones squatted on the ground with their bare butts and grabbed the small stones in front of them.
Wei Ting stood behind them expressionlessly and looked down at the three brats. "Are you still pooping?"
They had been squatting here for fifteen minutes. The wind was so strong. Were they iron butts?
"Yes," Dahu said.
