A Beijing socialite stole my boyfriend; she went crazy after I got married.

After the first birthday celebration for the two children, Jiang Chu began to observe the third child with great interest.

—Ever since Xie Man learned to crawl at six months old, there has not been a moment of peace.

He has excellent athletic talent and strong muscle coordination, which was highly praised by sports medicine experts during his postpartum check-up.

At this moment.

Jiang Chu watched as her young son completely ignored all static objects, scrambling and crawling to a jump rope, grabbing it and swinging it around.

It even tried to bite the handle of the jump rope with its little teeth.

Jiang Chu: "..."

Did this child inherit his grandmother's talent?

Of course, she still felt that the first birthday celebration was just a lucky and lively occasion, and that there were many possibilities for how a person would choose in the future.

Parents don't need to be too concerned about the current outcome.

However, Sigrid really liked the third child.

She expressed this idea when she came to Beijing to attend a seminar and took the opportunity to see her daughter-in-law and grandchildren.

"How are you recovering?"

Sigrid also showed concern for Jiang Chu.

"It's better than I expected," Jiang Chu shrugged. "The postpartum recovery team your son found is amazing..."

After giving birth, she underwent the most rigorous three-dimensional dynamic musculoskeletal assessment under the supervision of the medical team.

The team used medical-grade high-energy focused magnetic wave technology and red light mitochondrial repair to help her passively remodel her torn and stretched deep transverse abdominis muscles.

Furthermore, the use of a hyperbaric oxygen chamber promotes the explosive regeneration of subcutaneous collagen, completely eliminating the possibility of stretch marks.

But even the chief medical officer had to admit that technology was only an aid, and that she herself was a rare genetic lottery winner.

The muscle control she has accumulated over the years as a dance student, coupled with her naturally high skin elasticity and fibroblast activity, allows her rectus abdominis muscles to recover quickly.

By the time her child turned one year old, her physical functions had almost fully recovered.

"Very good," Sigrid patted her on the shoulder, "If you still want to dance in the future, you only need to have this one birth."

"...That's what I think too."

Jiang Chu silently looked at the babies in the distance.

They have so many troublesome aspects.

For example, she still doesn't understand why she would snatch her siblings' toys when she already has the exact same ones.

But children's logic is obviously not based on "whether or not they possess something".

In the primal subconscious of human infants, the one being held by someone else always seems to have a mysterious attraction.

but--

This competition usually doesn't last very long.

The eldest son, Xie Zhuo, was the first to lose interest in what his younger sister and brother were holding.

His attention span is incredibly high; he often starts studying his assigned work as soon as he gets his hands on it.

Child development psychologists have mentioned in regular family assessments that this is a typical case of "high introverted focus and visual cognitive predisposition".

Xie Zhuo liked to read books, or rather, at this stage he could only look at picture books. He also liked to look at the scenery outside the window, and would look at the real scenery while reading, as if he was making some kind of comparison.

When he's focused on something like this, even if everything around him is in chaos, he'll remain immersed in his own world.

Xie Yuan began to enjoy observing other people's reactions to this.

In the miniature battlefield of snatching toys, she was more like a cunning observer of human behavior.

If her parents are present, there's a high chance she'll stop playing and slowly hand them the toy.

Jiang Chu wasn't sure if this was sharing or showing off.

Development experts speculate that this is a manifestation of highly active "early empathy and social feedback mechanisms".

If Jiang Chu readily took the toy, Xie Yuan wouldn't be angry at all. Instead, he would obediently cling to Jiang Chu's knees with his chubby little hands, looking up at her fair face with longing eyes, and softly calling out indistinctly, "Mom... Mom."

It's so moving that it makes people's hearts melt into a pool of water.

The third brother, Xie Man, is the hardest to satisfy in this regard.

Some static toys no longer hold his attention at all, or are quickly tossed aside impatiently with a clattering sound.

The assessment given by the sports medicine and fitness consultant was that the third child's proprioception and large muscle group development were extremely advanced.

For this energetic little monster, building blocks are not for assembling, but for carrying heavy loads.

He loved to push all the movable obstacles to the center of the house, and then, like a little cannonball, he would climb and jump on them with his short legs. Even if he fell down, he wouldn't cry. He would just pat his bottom, get up, and keep charging forward with a roar.

but--

As the only daughter with both an older and a younger brother, Xie Yuan seemed to be able to distinguish between the other two boys, but didn't quite understand the difference between the two words.

She sat in the sun-drenched living room, her chubby little body sinking into the thick, soft cashmere cushion.

Then, tilting his little head, he looked seriously at his older brother who was quietly looking at the picture book next to him, and his younger brother who was panting and sweating profusely as he moved building blocks on the other side.

In her little mind, which was still building its language system, "older brother" and "younger brother" seemed to be just two randomly distributed cards.

As for who to send it to, that depends entirely on my mood.

"elder brother!"

The little girl toddled over with her chubby steps, and with a thud, slapped the wet milk stick she was chewing on onto the forehead of the third child who was moving large building blocks.

Xie Man was carrying a heavy solid wood triangular block when he was suddenly hit. Instead of being annoyed, he grinned and gave her a silly laugh.

Then, like a happy little dog, it bounces around on the spot twice.

Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Xie Yuan turned around and ran towards the window with small, quick steps.

"younger brother!"

She called out in a clear, crisp voice, her chubby little hand smearing a corner of the picture book, leaving a slightly damp mark.

Xie Zhuo looked at her blankly.

He seemed to be trying to understand what was happening, but ultimately he didn't really understand.

So he moved the picture book aside a little, then raised his dark, clear eyes and silently glanced at his younger sister.

Jiang Chu, watching from the side, was practically dying of laughter.

She moved to sit next to her eldest son and looked down at the picture book.

It is a highly accurate hand-drawn reconstruction guide to paleontology.

On that page, there was a drawing of a prehistoric creature perched on a ginkgo branch.

It is extremely small and exquisite, with its limbs covered with fine feathers that shimmer with iridescent light like obsidian and peacock feathers, and its long tail feathers stretching in the breeze.

Xie Zhuo was completely absorbed in watching, his chubby little fingers gently tracing the metallic, cold texture of the feathers on the screen.

Xie Yuan was also watching from the side, tilting his head.

Jiang Chu reached out and ruffled her son's soft hair, then pinched her daughter's cheek. "Do you know what this is?"

Xie Yuan blinked. "Little bird."

Xie Zhuo raised her head, as if she wanted to say something, then shook her head, as if she wanted to deny her sister, but didn't know how to say it.

"Look at the text here."

Jiang Chu smiled, pursing her lips, and pointed her finger at the bottom of the screen. "Its name is Little Thief Dragon."

Xie Zhuo looked at her seriously, her small mouth moving slightly, but her words were surprisingly clear: "Little...thief...dragon."

Xie Yuan, standing beside him, earnestly copied, "Little Velociraptor!"

Her pronunciation was noticeably clearer than her brother's.

Jiang Chu patted their heads. "Micro-raptor."

Xie Yuan immediately imitated it perfectly.

Xie Zhuo tilted his head, seemingly chewing on the complex syllables in his mouth.

He paused quietly for two seconds before trying to open his little mouth and repeating in a soft, childlike voice:

"Mai...Kou...rua-pter!"

Although the lingual sounds are somewhat unclear, the stress and rhythm are very well executed.

Jiang Chu hugged them both and kissed them each, then got up to go look at the third brother who was stacking blocks nearby.