A hundred days later:
Li Tianming, Li Tian Chen, and Li Tianwei sat in a row, their big eyes fixed on Ai Chen in front of them-or, more precisely, on the rattle she shook in her hand, which made a "dong, dong, dong" sound.
Other babies could only lie down at a hundred days old, but Li Xin's children had been able to sit up at just two months old. By now, they were already learning to crawl.
"Hehehe, Tian Ming, Tian Chen, Tianwei, come here! Whoever crawls over to me first gets this toy!"
Ai Chen shook the rattle to entice the three little ones, wanting to see who could crawl the fastest.
"Wah, wah, wah!"
As though they understood her words, the three little ones excitedly scrambled toward Ai Chen on all fours the moment she finished speaking.
But the three little ones were far too easy to fool. As they crawled toward her, Ai Chen secretly shifted backward.
No matter how fast the three little ones crawled, Ai Chen always kept a certain distance between them.
The three innocent little ones thought their mother would never trick children. They had never imagined that, no matter how they crawled, they would never reach the rattle that seemed so close. Seeing it without being able to play with it was unbearable.
"Waaah!"
Li Tianming, the eldest, was the first to give up. He had crawled for ten minutes without getting the rattle, so he simply sat down where he was and started crying.
"Waaah!"
When Li Tian Chen and Li Tianwei saw their eldest brother crying, their eyes filled with tears, and they joined in.
"Oh dear, little ones, why are you crying? Come on, Mommy will show you a magic trick!"
Seeing that she had teased the three