An Jing couldn’t help but laugh, "Is the only thing on your minds your egg pancakes? Don’t you care about your parents at all?"
Right as the four little ones were holding hands and entering the small kitchen, they heard An Jing’s words and immediately chuckled, "We do care! We really do care about daddy and mommy!"
Tobanya was sitting at the kitchen entrance, watching the four little ones coming in hand in hand, so adorable, and couldn’t help thinking if she ever had kids, would they also be this cute.
Thinking of children reminded Tobanya of Meng Zhuqing.
Suddenly, Tobanya smiled bitterly to herself: Even if she had children in the future, they wouldn’t be his.
"I’ll just assume you do care." An Jing said with a laugh, then added, "Aren’t you going to greet someone? Don’t tell me you don’t recognize your Aunt Yao?"
"We recognize Auntie," An Yiyun said in her milky voice. "Yun Er sees Auntie every day and knows who Auntie is." Saying that, An Yiyun approached Tobanya and called out to her.
The other three little ones also politely called out to her.
Tobanya responded to each one of them.
After greeting Tobanya, the four little ones clustered around An Jing and Xiao Changyi, all looking like they wanted to eat the egg pancakes immediately.
"Mommy, when will it be ready? Qinger wants to eat now, it smells so good." As he spoke, An Yiqing was continuously sniffing the air, his little nose picking up the aroma of meat and eggs, looking like it really smelled delicious.
An Jing found it amusing, "Keep that up, and you’re going to drool. Speaking of which, I remembered when you were a few months old, you loved to drool the most. Sometimes your dad and I couldn’t even wipe it up in time, ha ha~"
"Qinger didn’t drool at all!" An Yiqing declared as if An Jing was telling tales.
An Jing didn’t continue the topic, truly afraid of making her third son burst into tears.
It wouldn’t be a big deal if just her third son cried, but she feared that eventually, if he started crying, it would lead to all three of her other sons crying too.
Having four children cry together would be incredibly troublesome.
Somehow, her third son really had this ability. Whenever he cried, not only would he be upset, but he could also affect the other three children, making them all cry with him.
Just like last time when his father didn’t rub his face.
She was quite fed up with her third son.
Once the loin meat was fried and the egg pancakes were ready, An Jing’s group came out of the small kitchen to the main courtyard to eat the egg-filled pancakes.
After washing their hands clean, they sat down at the table.
"Meat, I want more meat in it, Mommy, more meat," An Yiyun urged as soon as she saw An Jing lifting up the egg pancake, asking An Jing to roll more loin meat into the egg pancake.
Su Yi Jing, Su Yixing, and An Yiqing also clamored for more meat.
An Jing was both amused and exasperated, "Then you might as well just eat the meat, what do you need the pancake for?"
An Yiqing asserted confidently, "Eating only meat isn’t tasty, it has to be eaten together to be delicious."
"Alright then." An Jing smiled, as she added loin meat and a small amount of lettuce to the egg pancake in her hand, and once it was ready, she passed the finished egg pancake to Su Yi Jing, who was sitting closest to her.
Meanwhile, Xiao Changyi had already made three egg pancakes, and as soon as An Jing saw them, she quickly took the three egg pancakes and distributed them to Su Yixing, An Yiqing, and An Yiyun.