Chapter 1610 What's Wrong? So Happy?

Eight hundred years old?

Isn't that an antique?

Ye Zhi understood and asked, "Do you want this painting?"

Gong Juechen first ate the half-eaten preserved fruit in Ye Zhi's hand, and then said with a smile, "I have no objection if you give it to someone else, but it's best not to give it to Xingxing. Xingxing has many treasures in her private storehouse, and she doesn't need this one thing at all."

An Jing was afraid that Ye Zhi would really give it to her child, so she advised, "Ye Zi, you should keep such a valuable thing. Xing'er really doesn't need it."

Su Yixing said, "I asked my aunt for it because I don't have it."

"Haha" Ye Zi was amused again, "Anyway, it's useless for my aunt to keep it, so I'll give it to you, Xing'er."

Su Yixing immediately thanked her happily, "Thank you, aunt!"

An Jing was so angry that she laughed. She really couldn't do anything with her children. And the people around her all spoiled her children, which made her even more helpless.

That day, Xiao Changyi cooked a table of dishes.

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

After having lunch at Gong Juechen's place and staying for a long time, An Jing and Xiao Changyi took their four children home.

During this period, no one mentioned the Han family.

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

The weather was already hot and uncomfortable, and the pregnant An Jing was even more afraid of the heat, and she almost never left the house.

The room was still quite cool because of the ice, but outside, An Jing felt hot as soon as she saw the sun, and didn't want to go out at all, so Xiao Changyi let An Jing stay in the house.

On this day, An Jing was being supported by Xiao Changyi and walking around the table.

Since she stayed in the house and didn't go out, she couldn't lie down all the time, which was not good for the baby in her belly, so An Jing would be supported by Xiao Changyi from time to time and walk around the house.

"Mom! Mom!" Suddenly, the children's cheerful voices sounded from outside.

An Jing immediately smiled. She didn't even see the children, but she still responded loudly: "What's wrong? So happy?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the four children ran in. Their foreheads and bodies were covered with sweat, and their clothes were soaked with sweat, but they each held a set of clothes in their hands.

"Mother, Aunt Yao made clothes for us again, saying that they are for this time. Look." An Yiyun showed the clothes to An Jing like a treasure.

Xiao Changyi helped An Jing sit on the stool, then took out a handkerchief to help the four children wipe the sweat off their foreheads.

An Jing looked at the clothes that the four children stretched out in front of her.

The clothes were all sky blue, the same size, and there were some exquisite patterns embroidered on them. The workmanship was very exquisite, and they were very light and breathable. They were just right for this weather.

There was also a word embroidered on the clothes. Four sets of clothes had four words, namely Jingxing Qingyun. Obviously, they were made specifically for the four children.

Tuoba Yao always made clothes for the children. She was good at sewing and was particular about it. The clothes she made for the children were naturally beautiful, and they did not lose the status and identity of the children.

An Jing first looked at the clothes, then asked with a smile: "Why, are you deliberately trying to irritate your mother by saying that she has never made clothes for you?"

She was really bad at sewing, and the clothes she made were ugly. She had tried it once, but finally decided not to make them for the children. They were too ugly, and she herself felt that her sewing was shameful.