An Jing couldn't help but laugh when she heard the urgency in her youngest son's voice: "Yun Er, wait a moment, Mom will get someone to push you."
As she said this, An Jing was about to call a guard to push little An Yiyun, but before she could, little An Yiyun started to fuss: "No, I don't want anyone else, I just want Daddy and Mom to push."
"This..." An Jing was in a dilemma, as she was pushing her third son, Su Yixing, at the moment, and she couldn't push for long.
Su Yixing said, "Mom has to push Star. Mom just started pushing Star, she can't go push you."
Upon hearing this, An Yiyun became even less happy.
Su Yi Jing noticed little An Yiyun's particularly unhappy expression, first blinked his eyes, and then, lifting his little face very calmly and sensibly, he said to Xiao Changyi: "Daddy, you go push Yun Er, Jing'er can play by himself."
Xiao Changyi was first taken aback, then gently rubbed Su Yi Jing's head with relief, "Acting like a big brother."
