As soon as Su Yixing grasped the Jade, even though he couldn’t lift it, he was very happy, his little mouth opened wide, grinning broadly at Xiao Changyi.
Seeing Su Yixing smile at Xiao Changyi with an especially happy expression, An Jing couldn’t help but chuckle, "Alright, you pick on him, and he still tries to please you. Husband, Star will definitely be a good son to you when he grows up."
Xiao Changyi scooped up Su Yixing in his arms, sat him in his lap, then placed the Jade Pendant in front of Su Yixing so that he could grasp and play with it. Xiao Changyi said indifferently, "He’s the child you gave birth to, how could he not be good?"
An Jing’s face instantly lit up with sweetness.
It was at this moment that An Jing felt someone tugging at the hem of her clothes. Looking down, she discovered that it was her son, Qinger, tugging on her. Seeing that she was looking at him, Qinger smiled at her like a little Maitreya Buddha.
An Jing was immediately overjoyed, "Awww, does our Qinger want mommy to hold him? Come here, let mommy hold you."
Then, An Jing picked up An Yiqing, who had been lying on the bed, into her embrace.
After teasing An Yiqing for a bit, An Jing turned to Xiao Changyi with a smile, "Husband, have you heard the saying, ’The squeaky wheel gets the grease?’ Qinger always makes himself so noticeable, we can’t really focus only on Qinger and ignore our other three children."
"When have we ever overlooked Jing’er, Star, or Yun Er?"
"I was just saying," An Jing laughed, "They are all our children; naturally, we wouldn’t overlook any of them."
Seeing Su Yi Jing still struggling by himself, trying to sit up, An Jing laughed again, "Husband, guess when Jing’er will be able to sit up by himself?"
Xiao Changyi played along, "In the next few days, perhaps."
"I thought you would say today, haha, it looks like our Jing’er won’t be able to sit up today, then."
But just as An Jing finished speaking, the little guy Su Yi Jing, after much struggle, finally managed to sit up with difficulty. Once he had steadied himself, Su Yi Jing first laughed happily to himself, then turned to look at An Jing and Xiao Changyi and grinned at them.
An Jing: "..." Her eldest son really was too contrary, blatantly proving her wrong.
Seeing her youngest son still lying there, An Jing fondly extended a finger to tap the tip of her youngest son’s nose, "Our Yun Er is the most obedient, lying still without moving, like a little turtle."
Nowadays, although An Yiyun was still physically frail, he could lie down for a while without running out of breath like he used to.
An Yiyun, seeing An Jing tapping his nose, grinned at her, then rubbed his little face against her finger, like a lazy kitten washing its face with a paw.
An Jing’s heart melted instantly. Her son was just so adorable.
Xiao Changyi, watching this scene, let a slight smile curl up his usually cool lips. This child really resembled his wife.
Turning her head back, An Jing saw her husband’s upward curving lips, which made her smile grow even wider. She was truly so happy. Because of her husband. And because of their four lovely children.
An Yiqing, in An Jing’s arms, saw her smiling so broadly; he too opened his little mouth and laughed forcefully, as if competing with An Jing over who could smile more joyfully. Then, drool trickled from his laughing mouth.
Seeing An Yiqing laughing to the point of drooling, An Jing didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
She hurriedly wiped An Yiqing’s drool with a handkerchief, while saying, "Husband, if it weren’t for Qinger’s other normal behaviors, with the way he is now, I’d almost think he was simple-minded."