The whole family was amused by the scene. Even Yue tingfeng turned his head to see what the little one would do after hearing the Tang poem.
"Thoughts in a quiet night," she said softly,"Li Bai, the bright moonlight in front of the bed, I think it's the frost on the ground ..."
After reading the first song, qingsi flipped through another song she had learned, spring dawn.
The little boy, who had been playing happily with his eyes wide open, began to feel his eyelids fighting after listening to the two Tang Poems. After a few seconds, he closed his eyes ... And fell asleep!
Qingsi had already found the third song."Little brother, I'll read you another one ..."
When she looked up, she saw that the little guy was fast asleep. Qingsi ...
She turned to look at her parents in confusion. The two of them held back their laughter.
