Before getting pregnant, An Jing could easily run thirty laps around her yard without breaking a sweat. Now, having not engaged in intense exercise for over a year, An Jing was gasping for air and drenched in sweat after only twenty laps.
Then, An Jing stopped running.
However, she made a plan in her heart that starting from tomorrow, she would begin training and get her body back to its original condition.
After working up quite a sweat, An Jing had the two wet nurses boil water for her to take a bath.
Just as she settled into the tub and began to pour water over herself, the door to the bathhouse was pushed open, and her husband strolled in.
Upon seeing Xiao Changyi enter, An Jing couldn’t help but chuckle, "Aren’t you supposed to be watching Jing’er and the others?"
"Meng Zhuqing is taking care of them. They should be fine for the time being." Xiao Changyi closed the door, secured the latch, and then walked over to An Jing.
There is an old saying: "At three months, a lift; at four, a turn; by six, a sit; at seven, a roll; at eight, a crawl; at nine, stand by holding; and by one year, walking is found."
Quite self-explanatory, it refers to a newborn’s milestones: lifting their head at three months; turning over at four months; sitting at six months; rolling at seven months; crawling at eight, standing with support at nine; and walking by one year.
An Jing and Xiao Changyi’s four children, Boss Su Yi Jing and the third, An Yiqing, were turning over by four months, while the second, Su Yixing, only managed to do so at four and a half months.
As soon as An Jing saw little Su Yixing turning over, she immediately became excited and said to Xiao Changyi, "Husband, look quick, Star can turn over too. Look!"
Xiao Changyi followed An Jing’s gaze and saw that Su Yixing, who had been lying on his back, was now face down. Perhaps thrilled with his new ability to turn over, Su Yixing’s little mouth was wide open in a look of pure joy.
Xiao Changyi, not minding how challenging it was for Su Yixing to roll over, reached out and flipped the baby back again.
Now once again lying on his back, Su Yixing: "..."
"Husband," An Jing found it both amusing and exasperating, "you’re going to make him cry."
When their eldest son and third son had learned to turn over, her husband had done the same, resulting in both children crying loudly.
True to form, no sooner had An Jing finished speaking than the little Su Yixing began to cry out, "Wah—"
"Husband..." An Jing sighed mournfully. Is it really okay for you to keep making the children cry ?
Xiao Changyi was not in a hurry, allowing Su Yixing to cry.
Boss Su Yi Jing was lying next to Su Yixing, and perhaps finding Su Yixing’s crying bothersome, he turned over toward Su Yixing and flopped down, half his body pressing onto Su Yixing.