Chapter 930: Why can't I?

   Chapter 930 Why can't I?

   Seeing Jingjing laughing unceremoniously at all, even if he knew that Caijing was deliberately teasing him, Xiao Changyi was not angry at all, and even the softness in those cold eyes increased a bit.

   Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw that the calf of their youngest son Zama Buza was shaking, Xiao Changyi touched their youngest son's head: "Take a rest and then tie it again."

  An Yiyun is weak, not as good as the three older brothers Su Yijing, Su Yixing, and An Yiqing. Like this kind of physical work, he can't last long, but he continues to persevere with his small teeth.

   "No, Yun'er is going to be stabbed!" An Yiyun said this very stubbornly, and his face was full of unyielding expressions.

   Xiao Changyi did not speak.

  Quiet but distressed, "Yun'er, darling, take a rest and then tie." Her youngest son's legs were still shaking.

   "No, Yun'er still needs to be pierced!" An Yiyun still said this. Despite his stubbornness and persistence, his calf trembled even more, and his little teeth clenched even tighter.

  Quiet looked at the 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 spoke again in a quiet and good voice, "Didn't you promise your mother, you have to be obedient, darling, don't tie, wait for you to rest, you Can you tie it up again?"

   "Not good!" An Yiyun's eyes were instantly red, and his voice was choked up, "Big brother, second brother and third brother are still piercing, so should Yuner! Why can eldest brother, second brother and third brother do it, but Yuner can't?"

   Looking at An Yiyun's red deer eyes, Jing's heart is not to mention so uncomfortable.

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

"Yun'er, your physique is not as good as your brothers, be good, don't poke it, don't poke it." Quiet and good-natured, she wanted to go to La'an Yiyun's little guy, so that her youngest son wouldn't poke his horse again. . She really couldn't bear the distressing appearance of her youngest son.

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

And as soon as he sat on the ground, An Yiyun cried sadly: "Brothers can do it, why can't Yun'er? Yuner is obviously also the child of his parents, woohoo... Yuner also wants to be like brothers, woohoo... "

An Yiyun's heart was broken when An Yiyun cried, she quickly put the child sitting on the ground into her arms, and comforted her distressedly: "Yun'er, your physique is innate, we are not sad, no Sad. Even if your brothers have a better physique than you, your memory is better than your brothers. The last time my mother taught you to memorize poems, none of the brothers memorized them, but you were the only one who did it. The ruler is a bit short. You can't compare your weaknesses with your brother's strengths."

  Even if the comfort is far-fetched, Quiet is still so comforting. She is now in a panic when her youngest son is crying, and she actually doesn't know how to comfort her.

"Mother, Yun'er just wants to be like my brothers..." An Yiyun was still crying in grief, and was still out of breath, "Every time...every time the brothers can poke...just...just... Yun'er can only get tired after a while... woo woo... don't do this for Yun'er..."

   "Yun'er..." Quiet's throat choked, choked with pain.

   So far, the best doctor they know is Gong Juechen, but Gong Juechen can only treat their youngest son to this point, and cannot be cured completely.

   (end of this chapter)