Peaceful Farm Life

Chapter 729: Chapter 730: Talented in Both Arts and Martial Arts_1

As the moment for the first birthday grab arrived, An Jing and Xiao Changyi placed the four children on the large table, allowing them to reach for whatever items they wanted; whatever they grabbed would be theirs.

Everyone then gathered around to watch.

Perched atop the table, Su Yi Jing first looked around at the various objects before him, then hastily crawled towards the wooden sword, and once he got it in his grip, he waved it energetically, thoroughly enjoying himself.

As for Su Yi Jing’s choice of wooden sword, the Emperor of Xiyun was the happiest of all. He knew that his grandson was destined to inherit Changyi’s mantle and possess the talent to command armies.

Overjoyed, the Emperor of Xiyun exclaimed three times, ”Good! Good! Good!”

As soon as Su Yixing was placed on the table, he joyfully rushed toward the valuable items, first picking up the most expensive jade, then the gold, and afterwards, he sequentially claimed the silver and the coins.

Seeing her second son do this, An Jing couldn’t help but laugh out loud, ”I knew Star was a little money-grubber; look how he’s taken all the valuable objects on the table into his arms.”

An Yiqing simply sat there, grabbing nothing, and without anyone coaxing him, he burst into a laugh resembling that of Maitreya Buddha.

Seeing An Yiqing like this, An Jing urged him, ”Qinger, come on, go grab something.”

But An Yiqing still did not grab anything and continued to sit there, giggling foolishly by himself.

An Jing could only look toward Xiao Changyi, seeking the assistance of her husband.

Xiao Changyi, supporting An Yiqing’s little shoulder with one hand, pointed at the items on the table with the other hand, coaxing An Yiqing to grab something.

Yet An Yiqing still didn’t reach for anything; instead, he kept clutching An Jing’s sleeve with one hand and Xiao Changyi’s sleeve with the other, then looked up at An Jing and Xiao Changyi and laughed like Maitreya Buddha again.

An Jing found the situation both funny and helpless. What should she do?

Xiao Changyi also did not know what to do; if the child would not grab something, he surely couldn’t do it for him, could he?

Showing patience, Xiao Changyi pointed at the objects on the table again and said, ”Qinger, be good, grab one.”

Hearing Xiao Changyi speak to him, although not quite understanding, An Yiqing still looked in the direction Xiao Changyi was pointing; shortly thereafter, he quickly crawled towards those objects, picked one of each kind, and then dragged them all back to An Jing and Xiao Changyi, as if to offer them.

In the end, he grabbed An Jing’s sleeve with one hand, Xiao Changyi’s sleeve with the other, tilted his little head back, and laughed joyfully at An Jing and Xiao Changyi like Maitreya Buddha.

Seeing her third son doing this, An Jing was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, ”Your father and I told you to grab something, but not to grab things for us, look at you... and you’re still laughing, smiling so happily, well, I guess I know now, you’ll definitely be a mischievous little imp when you grow up!”

Wang Youbao disagreed, saying, ”Yi Qing grabbed everything, which means he will be talented both in the literary and military arts in the future.”

Literary and military arts...

An Jing took a close look at her third son, who was still giggling foolishly, and was very skeptical of Wang Youbao’s assertion that her son would excel in both literary and military arts. She really did not believe her son would be skilled in both areas.

She just felt that her son would grow up to be a troublemaker.

However, remembering that during the first birthday celebrations it was customary for everyone to only say pleasant things, An Jing did not take Wang Youbao’s words to heart, but instead urged her youngest son, An Yiyun, to go grab something.

Now only her youngest son remained to grab something.

As soon as An Yiyun crawled into the pile of items, he unhesitatingly chose the Four Treasures of the Study—the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.