Seeing that she didn’t call out, the four little fellows all followed her lead. An Jing was very happy, put down the sword in her hand, and said with exaggerated expressions, "Oh my, whose four treasures are these? They are so smart, already knowing how to use a sword."
"Yours," An Yiyun replied, still laughing. "Mom, we’re all your treasures."
An Jing was amused even more by this.
The four children had small arms and legs, and their little bodies weren’t very flexible, which made their imitation look very different from adults, but it was especially cute.
However, among the four children, Boss Su Yi Jing was the best at imitating the movements.
This could probably be attributed to the fact that Su Yi Jing usually liked to play with a wooden sword in his hand.
Generally, the toys for the four children were all made by Xiao Changyi, and the wooden sword was one of their favorite toys.
And whenever An Jing practiced with her sword, the four little fellows would watch intently.
When they couldn’t imitate before, they just watched, but now that they could, every time An Jing practiced her sword, they would follow along and try to imitate her.
Thinking that there was no harm in the children imitating the movements, An Jing and Xiao Changyi didn’t stop them.
However, because An Yiyun was weak, he couldn’t keep up with his three brothers and practice for as long each time.
With the thought that martial arts could help one to become stronger and healthier and realizing that their four children seemed to have a special interest in martial arts, An Jing said with a smile, "Stop imitating Mom with the sword. Let’s practice the horse stance with Mom. Let’s see who can hold it the longest, shall we?"
The four children immediately nodded in unison, "Okay!"
Then, An Jing started practicing the horse stance.
The four little fellows followed suit, although their stance was a bit awkward. An Jing guided them a bit, but because the kids’ legs were too short, they couldn’t do it very well, so she let them be, allowing them to imitate her however they wished.
After all, there was no rush; they could take it slow.
As soon as Xiao Changyi entered the yard, he saw his wife and sons practicing the horse stance. The scene was incredibly cute and also very heartwarming, which made his usually cold eyes warm slightly.
"Daddy, Daddy, Mom is teaching us the horse stance. Are we doing it well?" As soon as the four children saw him, they didn’t run over but continued their stance, their eyes brightening while they happily called out to him, looking for praise.
Xiao Changyi walked over with an impassive face and patted each of his sons’ heads as they practiced the horse stance. After patting them, he lightly responded, "Hmm."
"Hehe, Daddy praised us, so happy~" The four little fellows were thrilled and tried even harder to hold their stance.
With their small arms, short legs, and tiny bodies – all four of them – they were incredibly cute, melting one’s heart.
An Jing, joining in the fun, asked with a laugh, "Husband, how come you are only praising them? Won’t you praise me too?"
"No," Xiao Changyi answered very straightforwardly.
An Jing was taken aback at first, not expecting Xiao Changyi to give her that response. Then, puzzled, she asked, "Why not?"
"You got up an hour early today." The fact that she got up meant that he hugged her for an hour less. Just thinking about it made him feel it was a pity.
An Jing immediately understood and said with a laugh, "If you don’t praise me now, I might just get up two hours early tomorrow."
Hearing this, Xiao Changyi immediately praised, "You are doing the horse stance well."
"Hahaha..." An Jing couldn’t help but burst into laughter. At the same time, she truly felt lucky to have met such a husband.