Xiao Changyi shook his head and said, "Let him struggle on his own. We’ve already helped him practice sitting before, and he should be able to sit up by himself by now."
Su Yi Jing, Su Yixing, and An Yiqing were all in good health. When these three children had just reached five months of age, he and his wife had already started to help them practice sitting every day, while An Yiyun, being frail, had only just learned to roll over.
Now that Xiao Changyi had said this, An Jing also felt that if she didn’t let go, her child would never grow up, so she didn’t help and instead let Su Yi Jing struggle on his own.
An Yiqing, not knowing whether he had seen Su Yi Jing struggling or not, rolled over, lay prone on the bed, and then, watching Su Yi Jing struggling to get up, he grinned into a Maitreya Buddha-like smile.
An Jing looked at her third son behaving this way and was immediately amused. "Husband, is Qinger mocking Jing’er? Ha ha, if he’s , when he grows up, he’s definitely going to get beaten up easily."
Among the four children, her eldest son Su Yi Jing was the most well-behaved, always peaceful and rarely cried, showing that his personality would be stable when he grew up; her third son An Yiqing was the most lively, with an abundance of energy. Even if people didn’t tease him, he could still laugh heartily, indicating that he would grow up to be a mischievous troublemaker... At this moment, An Jing truly felt that when the two children grew up, her third son would always be beaten by her eldest son.
Xiao Changyi watched his third son, who was laughing heartily.
If it wasn’t for the fact that he knew his third son was still too young to understand, his current behavior could easily be misinterpreted as mocking his eldest son.
With a slight narrowing of his cold eyes, Xiao Changyi said indifferently, "Getting beaten is a result of his own actions."
Hearing this, An Jing laughed even more. "You don’t mind if Qinger gets beaten, but to say he deserves it, thank goodness he can’t understand yet, otherwise, he would definitely be heartbroken."
Xiao Changyi looked at her. "Don’t you really think so in your heart?"
An Jing said, "Even if I do think so deep down, I wouldn’t say it out loud. It’s very easy to hurt our son’s feelings."
Xiao Changyi didn’t mind too much. "As long as you’re not upset, that’s fine."
An Jing chuckled. "Husband, why do you only care about my feelings? You should also care about the children’s."
Xiao Changyi said, "I’m their father, and you’re their mother. Isn’t it their duty to take care of our feelings?"
An Jing immediately raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean by that? Do you hope that when the children grow up, they will leave us of their own accord so we can have a world of our own?"
Xiao Changyi actually nodded. "Yes, I do hope they have that awareness."
An Jing couldn’t help but laugh. "What if they don’t?"
Xiao Changyi fell silent for a short while before replying with a firm look in his eyes. "I will make sure they do."
"Husband..." An Jing was even more amused. "Isn’t it good to have the children by our side?"
"It’s good," Xiao Changyi admitted honestly, "but there’s just too little time for just the two of us to be alone." He paused, "Especially now."
"Pfft, ha ha—" An Jing immediately burst into laughter. When she finally managed to stop, she said, "If we had more time alone, the chances of me getting pregnant again would be higher. Don’t you want to prevent me from getting pregnant, fearing that I would suffer and be in pain?"
Seeing that her husband had been rendered gloomy by her words, An Jing quickly soothed him with a smile. "Alright, I know you’ve always been thinking about sending the children to my father-in-law when they are a little older, but husband, I really want to keep the children by our side."