After the meal, Lu Gan went to the courtyard to set off firecrackers for Lu Suo.
The crackling of firecrackers rang out, and when they stopped, Song Ci asked Song Yujin and Lu Suo, "Let me test you. What are the last two lines of 'a year is gone with the sound of firecrackers, and the spring breeze brings warmth into Tusu'?"
Lu Suo blinked his eyes in confusion. What kind of poem was that? Last two sentences?
Song Yujin looked at Lu Suo's clueless expression helplessly and disdainfully. His younger brother was always silly, and he had long been used to it.
When Lu Suo received the message, he immediately puffed up his face and said indignantly, "How do you know?"
Song Yujin was very calm. "Thousands of households are in their prime, but they always replace the old with the new. It's 'The First Sun', written by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty."
"My Chinese teacher never taught me that," Lu Suo replied.
