Peaceful Farm Life

Chapter 1609 - 1610: What’s wrong? So happy?

Eight hundred years old?

Wouldn’t that be an antique?

Ye Zhi understood and then asked, "So do you want this calligraphy and painting?"

Gong Juechen first ate half of the preserved fruit in Ye Zhi’s hand before grinning cheekily and saying, "I have no objection if you want to give it away, just don’t give it to Xingxing. Xingxing’s little private collection already has many treasures, this item would make no difference."

An Jing was afraid Ye Zhi might really give it to her children, so she advised, "Ye Zi, such a valuable item, you guys should keep it. Star really doesn’t lack one."

Su Yixing, however, said, "If I’m asking Auntie for it, isn’t it because I don’t have one?"

"Haha..." Ye Zi immediately burst into laughter again, "Anyway, keeping it is useless to Auntie, so you can have it, Star."

Su Yixing immediately expressed gratitude with joy, "Thank you, Auntie!"

An Jing laughed in exasperation. She truly had no way to deal with her children. Everyone around them indulged her children, making it even more challenging for her.

That day, Xiao Changyi prepared a large table full of dishes.

Even during the meal, Xiao Changyi rarely had a drink with Gong Juechen.

After having lunch at Gong Juechen’s place and staying for a while longer, An Jing and Xiao Changyi finally took their four children back home.

During this, no one mentioned anything about the Han family.

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In the blink of an eye, it was already late May.

The weather was getting unbearably hot, and the pregnant An Jing was especially sensitive to heat, almost never leaving the house.

Inside the house, it was still quite cool because of the ice, but outside, just seeing the blazing sun made An Jing feel hot, and she didn’t want to go out at all. Xiao Changyi let An Jing stay inside the house.

That day, Xiao Changyi was supporting An Jing, walking her around the table.

Since staying indoors, she couldn’t just lie down or sit all the time; it wouldn’t be good for the child in her belly, so Xiao Changyi would occasionally support An Jing as she moved around the house.

"Mom! Mom!" Suddenly, the enthusiastic voices of the children came from outside.

An Jing immediately smiled. She hadn’t even seen the children, but she still responded loudly, "What’s got you so happy?"

Just as her words fell, the four children ran in, with their foreheads and bodies covered in sweat, their clothes soaked, but each held a set of clothes in their hands.

"Mom, Aunt Yao made clothes for us again, saying it’s for this weather. Look." An Yiyun presented the clothes to An Jing like a treasure.

Xiao Changyi helped An Jing sit on a stool and then pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off the four children’s foreheads.

An Jing was looking at the clothes each of the children held out to her.

The clothes were all sky blue, of the same size, with some exquisite embroidery on them. The craftsmanship was very meticulous, and the fabric was very light and breathable, just perfect for this weather.

Each set had a character embroidered on it, the four sets forming the characters ’Jing’, ’Star’, ’Celebrate’, and ’Cloud’, clearly made especially for the four children.

Tobanya always made clothes for the children, and she was very skilled in needlework, creating clothes that were naturally very beautiful and suitable for each child’s status and identity.

An Jing looked at the clothes and then laughed, asking, "Are you deliberately coming to tease Mom, saying I’ve never made clothes for you?"

Her needlework was truly lacking; the clothes she made were terribly ugly. She had tried once before and eventually decided not to make clothes for the children because they were too disgracefully bad, even she felt ashamed of her own needlework.