Chang’an Peasant Girl

Meng Zhuqing was in a dilemma. It's not good to give, and it's not good to not give. I don't know what to do.

Even if Meng Zhuqing didn't say anything, An Jing knew that Meng Zhuqing was afraid that his face would scare the four children, so he said, "Yun'er, didn't your father and mother teach you not to ask anyone for anything, okay, don't bother Looking at you Uncle Zhuqing, your Uncle Zhuqing is doing it for your own good, good boy, go play with your brothers."

As she said that, An Jing put the little Su Yijing on the ground, and wanted the four children to play aside.

"But mother, Yun'er just wants it." An Yiyun pursed his small mouth, his small face was full of a very wronged expression.

"You're disobedient, aren't you?" Jing Jing lowered her face. Children have to be educated since they were young. If they were not educated well when they were young, how can they be educated well when they grow up?

"Mother" An Yiyun's eyes turned red instantly, his voice was choked up, and he looked like he was about to cry.

Jing Jing continued to sullenly, "Look at how obedient your brothers are, if mother told them not to want it, they wouldn't want it, but you are good, no matter how many times you tell them, you won't listen."

"Daddy" was beaten by his mother, An Yiyun was so wronged, he turned around and went to look for Xiao Changyi on his short legs.

But Xiao Changyi ignored him.

"Daddy" An Yiyun had red deer eyes, hugging Xiao Changyi's leg, seeing that Xiao Changyi ignored him and made it clear that he would not help him or comfort him, he was even more aggrieved.

Then, An Yiyun went to look for Meng Zhuqing again with his short legs.

As soon as An Yiyun walked to Meng Zhuqing's side, he raised his face and looked at Meng Zhuqing pitifully, "Uncle Zhuqing"

Meng Zhuqing was easy to soften his heart, seeing the little guy An Yiyun looking at him so pitifully, he couldn't bear it.

But their father and wife made it clear that now they are educating their children, so how can he speak for the little master of his family?

Therefore, Meng Zhuqing could only stand there, neither saying a word for An Yiyun nor paying attention to An Yiyun.

The tears that pooled in An Yiyun's eyes finally fell down, feeling extremely wronged.

An Jing would not want her son to cry, but there was no other way, the education of the child was the top priority, she never thought that a spoiled child would be born in her family.

I saw Jing Jing still with a sullen face: "If you are obedient and don't ask your Uncle Zhuqing for a mask, you will still be a good child of father and mother."

An Yiyun immediately cried and shook his head and said: "I don't want Yun'er, I don't want Yun'er anymore, Yun'er wants to be a good child for father and mother, Yun'er is a good child for father and mother, don't be cruel, mother." Yun'er, Daddy, don't ignore Yun'er, Yun'er is unhappy"

Seeing that An Yiyun was subdued and didn't want the mask anymore, An Jing hurriedly hugged An Yiyun, and while wiping An Yiyun's tears distressedly, said: "Yun'er, mother didn't mean to ask for that mask. Damn you, you must be obedient in the future, mother will not harm you, mother is doing this for your own good."

"Yeah..." An Yiyun choked, "Yun'er is obedient, Yun'er will be obedient, mother, don't be harsh on Yun'er's father, and don't ignore Yun'er and Uncle Zhuqing."

"Okay, good boy." An Jing was very pleased.

Xiao Changyi didn't say anything, walked over, and lightly rubbed An Yiyun's face with his own face, and An Yiyun immediately broke into a smile after rubbing his face.

I only heard An Yiyun say cheerfully in his small mouth: "Yun'er likes mother and father so much, mother and father are good."