Seeing that Quiet laughed politely, even though he knew that Fang Jingjing was deliberately teasing him so much, Xiao Changyi was not angry at all, and even, the softness in his cold eyes increased a little.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of their youngest son's Zama Buzha's calves trembling, Xiao Changyi touched their youngest son's head: "Take a break and prick again." ”

An Yiyun is weak, not as good as Su Yijing, Su Yixing, and An Yiqing, the three elder brothers, like this kind of physical work, he always can't last long, but he gritted his little teeth and continued to persevere.

"No, Yun'er still has to pierce!" In this sentence, An Yiyun said it extremely stubbornly, and his little face was full of small expressions of not admitting defeat.

Xiao Changyi didn't speak.

Quiet but distressed, "Yun'er, good, you take a break and then tie it." Her youngest son's legs are still shaking.

"No, Yun'er still has to pierce!" An Yiyun is still this sentence. Despite his stubbornness and persistence, his calves trembled even more, and his little teeth clenched tighter.

Quietly looked at the little short legs that were shaking even more, and felt even more distressed.

Xiao Changyi also felt uncomfortable.

"Yun'er," squatting in front of An Yiyun, he opened his mouth quietly and angrily, "Didn't you promise your mother, you have to be obedient and obedient, good, don't pierce it, when you are rested, will you tie it again?" ”

"Not good!" An Yiyun's eyes turned red instantly, and his voice was choked, "The eldest brother, the second brother, and the third brother are still piercing, and Yun'er is also piercing!" Why can the eldest brother, the second brother, and the third brother do it, but Yun'er can't do it? ”

Looking at An Yiyun's red fawn eyes, not to mention how uncomfortable it was to be quiet.

The only thing that is not happy about her and her husband is the body of their little son.

"Yun'er, your physique is not as good as your brothers, good, don't pierce it, don't pierce it." Quiet and angry, I want to go to the little guy Yiyun and not let her little son step again. Her youngest son's distressing appearance, she really can't stand it.

But before Jing Jing's hand touched An Yiyun, An Yiyun was exhausted and sat on the ground.

As soon as he sat on the ground, An Yiyun cried sadly: "Brothers, why can't Yun'er?" Yun'er is obviously also the child of her father's mother, woo Yun'er also wants to be like her brothers, woo woo"

Quiet's heart was about to be broken by An Yiyun's crying, so he quickly took the child sitting on the ground into his arms and hugged him, and comforted him distressedly: "Yun'er, your physique is innate, let's not be sad, not sad." Even if your brothers' physique is better than yours, but your memory is better than your brothers', the last time my mother taught you to memorize poems, your brothers didn't memorize them, but you memorized them alone. The ruler is short and the inch is long, and you can't compare your shortcomings with your brother's strengths. ”

Even if the comfort is very far-fetched, the silence is still so comforting. She is now panicked by her youngest son's crying, and she doesn't know how to comfort her.

"Mother, Yun'er just wants to be like her brothers" An Yiyun was still crying sadly, and she was still crying breathlessly, "Every time my brothers can pierce it, Yun'er can only prick it for a while, and then I'm tired, woo Yun'er, don't be like this"

"Yun'er" choked in his throat quietly, choking with pain.

So far, the best doctor they know is Gong Jiechen, but Gong Jiechen can only cure their youngest son to this point, and he can't completely cure it.