An Jing and Xiao Changyi exchanged a glance, both clearly expressing the same thought: This child is really easy to please.
When he saw his father patting An Yiyun, the mischievous Qinger immediately shouted out, justifiably indignant, "Daddy, why do you only pat Yun Er? Big brother, second brother, and I also want a pat!"
Looking coldly at the little one who was shouting at him, Xiao Changyi: "..." He knew having too many children was not a good thing.
"Hahaha..." An Jing just laughed heartily. Her third son was truly a treasure, small yet excelling in all sorts of mischief.
Meng Zhuqing also wanted to laugh but was afraid of angering the elders in their family; he could only hold it in.
"Daddy, why aren’t you patting me, big brother, and second brother yet?" Seeing that Xiao Changyi was just standing there with no intention to pat them, Qinger, feeling totally justified, shouted again. "Big brother, second brother, and I have been waiting for you to pat us!"
Seeing, as Qinger said, that Qinger, Su Yixing, and Su Yi Jing were all lined up in a row waiting for their turn to be patted, Xiao Changyi: "..."
Meng Zhuqing’s shoulders trembled as he struggled to hold back his laughter.
"Hahaha..." An Jing nearly choked on her laughter, "My husband, you should just pat them, look at them... hahahaha, they are killing me, how can they be so funny... hahaha..."
Even though his wife was very happy, Xiao Changyi’s face darkened, looking somewhat displeased.
Having waited for a while and seeing that Xiao Changyi still wasn’t patting them, Qinger was not only feeling justified but also especially disappointed and particularly upset, "Daddy, why do you only pat Yun Er? Big brother, second brother, and I also want you to pat us, but you don’t pat us. Humph, I am angry. Daddy, you are not nice at all, not good to me and big brother, only good to Yun Er."
Speaking of which, Qinger even started crying out of grievance, "Wuwu... Daddy is only good to Yun Er... wuwu..."
Su Yixing also cried, without saying a word, his lips pursed, evidently hurt by Xiao Changyi’s act of only patting Yun Er.
Su Yi Jing didn’t cry but also looked unhappy as he watched Xiao Changyi.
Xiao Changyi: "..." Wasn’t it just that he hadn’t patted them? How could that mean he wasn’t good to them?
Held in An Jing’s arms, An Yiyun also started feeling upset, even saying, "Daddy, Yun Er doesn’t want big brothers to cry. Daddy, be nice to big brother, second brother, third brother, okay?"
"Daddy is not good... not good... not good to me and big brother, Wuwu..." Qinger continued to cry sorrowfully, speaking amidst his sobs, even crying as if he were running out of breath.
Su Yixing also felt deeply hurt, crying to Xiao Changyi in gasps.
"Wah..." Seeing that all of them were crying and Xiao Changyi, their father, still wasn’t coming to pat them, finally, two years and four months old Su Yi Jing couldn’t take it anymore and burst into tears, as if the sky had fallen.
Seeing his three elder brothers crying so sadly, An Yiyun also started to cry.
"My husband..." An Jing, seeing the children , felt the situation was getting a bit out of hand.
Xiao Changyi’s forehead twitched with veins. Wasn’t it just that he hadn’t patted them? How could it turn out as if he didn’t like them at all?
Indeed, having so many children!
With four children crying their eyes out, Xiao Changyi, his face darkened, stepped forward and patted Su Yi Jing, Su Yixing, and Qinger’s faces one by one.