An Jing would never neglect any of her children. As soon as she saw Su Yi Jing standing there quietly, looking at them, she immediately picked up Su Yi Jing and rubbed her little face.
Su Yi Jing’s mouth opened slightly with a smile as soon as she was rubbed. Although it wasn’t a big smile, she was indeed smiling.
After rubbing all four children, An Jing then led them out of the house.
In the yard, Xiao Changyi was washing the dirty clothes An Yiyun had changed out of. As An Jing stepped out of the main room, she first smiled at Xiao Changyi, then continued to lead the children toward the bamboo bed in the yard.
There were toys for the children on the bamboo bed; An Jing picked up each of the four children and placed them on the bed to play with the toys. She herself took a chair and sat by the bed, keeping an eye on the children while occasionally talking to Xiao Changyi, who was washing clothes.
Once Xiao Changyi finished washing the clothes and hung them to dry, he wiped his hands and sat down next to An Jing.
After silently observing An Jing’s injured hand for a long while, Xiao Changyi finally asked softly, "Does it hurt?"
An Jing immediately let out a laugh, "I was just joking with you earlier. It doesn’t hurt, not at all."
She hadn’t been injured much since coming to this place, but in her original world, she was always getting hurt, both big and small injuries. Now, such a minor injury really wasn’t worth mentioning.
It was just that he cherished her too much; even a small injury would upset him greatly.
Xiao Changyi didn’t say anything more, nor did he ask further. Instead, he reached out and took An Jing’s uninjured hand in his.
An Jing just smiled at him.
An Jing’s hand was injured, the wound couldn’t touch water, so naturally, all the water-related chores fell on Xiao Changyi.
Like the laundry he had just done.
And now, as it was nearly noon and time to make lunch, Xiao Changyi gently squeezed An Jing’s hand before letting go, no longer holding it, and went to the kitchen to cook.
Watching the cooking smoke slowly waft from the chimney and gradually dissipate into the air, and looking at the four adorable children playing with toys on the bamboo bed, and knowing her husband was in the kitchen making food for her and the children, An Jing felt such peace, warmth, and sweetness in her heart.
As the children played, someone finally noticed Xiao Changyi’s absence; it was Su Yi Jing who first realized it.
One could see Su Yi Jing dropping the toy, furrowing her little brows, tugging on An Jing’s clothes with one small hand, and pointing with the other toward the now-empty spot where Xiao Changyi had been sitting, while calling out, "Daddy... Daddy..."
It was obvious that she was asking where Daddy went and wanted to find him.
The other three children, hearing Su Yi Jing calling for Daddy, looked toward where Xiao Changyi had been. Noticing his absence, they also grew anxious, furrowing their brows and looking at An Jing, calling out, "Daddy..."
An Jing touched each of the little noses of the four little ones, smiling as she said, "Your daddy is making food for you. What, are you missing your daddy so soon? Or did you just realize that your daddy isn’t here?"
The four children didn’t understand An Jing’s words and kept calling persistently, "Daddy... Daddy... Daddy..."
An Jing could only point toward the kitchen and say, "Do you see? Smoke is coming out of the chimney. Your daddy, my husband, is really inside preparing food for us."
The four children didn’t look toward the kitchen as An Jing had pointed. They kept calling for Daddy persistently, and both An Yiyun and An Yiqing’s eyes turned red, looking as if they were about to cry.