The little arms and legs, and the person as big as a pillar base went for a run. Yi Roujing felt a bit of heartache, "There's no hurry to run, can't we run when we're older?"
"But Grandpa and Dad, when they were this small, went to pick wheat." Baozi said seriously.
Yi Roujing looked at Xu Ancheng walking in from the yard.
"What's this little hardship for a boy? You're spoiling him too much." Xu Ancheng said.
Yi Roujing opened her mouth wide in disbelief, calling it too pampering. Xu Ancheng, the short-sighted one, if he had experienced the later generations, seen both families revolving around one child, he would know what spoiling truly is.
"Baozi reading books at home every day is not ideal either, he should go out and see the scenery. How much exercise can a little kid have, don't worry."
