Chang’an Peasant Girl

Immediately, Jing Jing and Su Changyi ignored Su Chengyu, who was still thinking, and got up and went upstairs.

Seeing that An Baobao's door was wide open, and An Baobei was lying on the bed in the room, holding a white teddy bear that was bigger than her, unhappy, the two looked at each other again, and then walked into An Baobao's room.

After Su Changyi entered, he closed the door.

"What's wrong?" Jing Jing sat on the edge of the bed, her face full of concern, "Aren't you happy?"

An Baobei pursed her lips, then threw away the teddy bear, crawled into the arms of An Jing, and hugged her.

"Mom," An Baobao's voice was low and full of grievance, "He also told me not to like him and not to waste my time on him."

Jing Jing frowned and said, "I didn't expect that your father was right. Your father told me last night that if you go over this time, he will tell you this."

An Baobei glanced at Su Changyi unhappily, and then said aggrievedly: "He is so direct, so logically I should thank him, and then stop wasting my time on him, but"

Speaking of this, An Baobao couldn't speak anymore, and her face was full of grievances. I feel so uncomfortable.

She could feel the pain in her daughter's heart, and Jing Jing quickly coaxed: "It's much better for him to do this than to hang you up. If you can't help but like him for the time being, then take your time. There are so many men in the world. You will see him in the future." The more you do, the more you will fall in love with others.”

Su Changyi also sat on the edge of the bed, but he didn't know how to comfort their precious daughter. He just gently touched their precious daughter's head with his hand, trying to make their precious daughter feel better.

"I tried hard, I really tried hard." An Baobao felt really uncomfortable, and her voice was choked as she spoke, "But I just liked him a little bit before, but now, even though I have tried hard, I am even more fond of him than before. I like him, Mom, what do you think I should do?”

My precious daughter’s voice was choked with sobs. Her heart almost broke as she listened to An Anjing. She hugged Baby An tightly: “Baby, don’t cry. Don’t cry. Aren’t you the most optimistic? If you really can’t help but like it. Him, it doesn't matter. The worst thing is that you won't like others in the future. What does it matter? Your parents are by your side. Your parents are young now and can still stay with you for many years. They can even grow gray with you. Cang Cang, you have your parents by your side, baby, we don’t feel bad.”

Although Su Changyi didn't speak, his lips pursed. It was obvious that he was in a bad mood.

Seeing that she had put her parents in a bad mood, An Baobei quickly sniffed and said with a smile: "Dad, Mom, I'm not feeling uncomfortable because he doesn't like me. I'm feeling uncomfortable because it's the first time I like a man. Yes, it turned out to be such a result. I never thought it would be like this before. If I had known that it would be such a result, I would not be sad at all now. Also, I seem to be a little unable to control my heart, that kind of powerlessness. It makes me feel uncomfortable. I used to do whatever I wanted, but now my heart doesn’t listen to my brain at all.”

Jing Jing and Su Changyi were relieved that Baby An didn't look like he was telling lies, and their moods naturally improved a lot.

"Emotions are something like this," Jing Jing sighed, "it's up to your heart and not out of your control.".

"Whether it's up to me or not, I will try my best not to like him. It doesn't matter whether my efforts are useless or not, but I will try my best. Don't worry, you and Dad, I am still very tolerant."