Even though she desperately wanted to cure her son, An Jing was powerless.
She truly was powerless.
If she had a way, why wouldn’t she heal their son?
Usually, if their son didn’t play too wildly and rested intermittently, his frailty wasn’t so noticeable. But once he engaged in strenuous activities, it didn’t take long to see the difference between him and healthy children...
Seeing her youngest son cry pitifully in her arms, An Jing’s heart ached unbearably.
Xiao Changyi, though his face was expressionless, also felt extremely upset. He squatted down and touched the little head of his son nestled in his wife’s arms.
Seeing his wife choking up, unable to speak, he pursed his lips slightly before finally speaking softly, "You are the younger brother, you can’t be as reckless as your brothers. When they grow up, they will protect you."
"But... but still..." An Yiyun continued sobbing, unable to speak clearly, gasping for breath between sobs, "Yun Er really wants to be like his brothers..."
Seeing An Yiyun crying so hard, Su Yi Jing, Su Yixing, and An Yiqing stopped practicing horse stance and gathered around, feeling unsettled.
"Yun Er, don’t cry, please don’t cry." An Yiqing, upon gathering around, began to wipe An Yiyun’s tears with his little hand, "Brother will protect you. It doesn’t matter if you can’t practice horse stance, we will all protect you."
An Yiyun was still crying, "Daddy said that when Yun Er grows up, he must protect mommy... Yun Er doesn’t want his brothers to protect him, Yun Er wants to be like his brothers, to protect Mommy... protect Daddy... Uncle Zhuqing said that only by mastering martial arts can we protect Mommy, protect Daddy... wuwu..."
At this point, An Jing and Xiao Changyi felt even more distressed.
Sometimes their children were mischievous, but at times, they were truly sensible.
Before An Jing and Xiao Changyi could speak, Su Yixing gently pulled on An Yiyun’s little hand and said in a babyish voice, "Yun Er should be good. You have not grown up yet, but when you do, you will be able to protect Mommy and Daddy."
Su Yi Jing, a child not often vocal, also chimed in, "We are all still children."
An Yiyun couldn’t stop his tears and asked, "When will Yun Er grow up?"
The question was incredibly naive, but it deeply touched the softest parts of An Jing and Xiao Changyi’s hearts.
"Yun Er, we are not in a hurry," An Jing immediately said to comfort him, "You and your brothers are still children, Daddy and Mommy’s little treasures. Little treasures shouldn’t rush to grow up. It all happens gradually, and one day, you will all grow up. By then, once you are grown, you will be able to protect Daddy and Mommy."
After all, An Yiyun was just a child and was easily distracted from his initial upset, forgetting that he was crying because he couldn’t practice martial arts like his brothers.
Now, all he knew was that once he grew up, he could protect his daddy and mommy. Whether or not he could learn martial arts well was no longer a concern.
"Hehe," An Yiyun finally laughed, though tears were still streaming down his face, "Then Yun Er wants to grow up."
An Yiqing immediately corrected in a childish tone, "You have to grow up slowly! Mommy said, we are her and Daddy’s little treasures, and little treasures cannot rush to grow up, we have to take it slowly."
Upon hearing his third brother’s words, An Yiyun immediately corrected himself, "Then Yun Er will grow up slowly!"
Seeing that An Yiyun had finally stopped crying, An Jing breathed a big sigh of relief.