"Wife?" Ye Zi'an looked at her with some confusion, but seeing that her complexion was still normal, he approached her.
Yang Chuxia wrapped her arms around his neck, pushed him onto the long bench, and then said, "Come on, recite a passage from the Three Character Classic for me."
"Are you sure?" Ye Zi'an gave her a somewhat sinister glance.
"Certain." Let's test how silly or not by testing memory first.
So, Brother An recited a passage about humans being inherently good at birth.
After he finished, Yang Chuxia continued, "Now recite a section from The Analects for me, and afterwards, from The Great Learning and the Doctrine of the Mean."
When Ye Zi'an had finished reciting, Yang Chuxia slapped him on the head.
"Look at you, not stupid at all—are you really so childish that you were going to tattle to mother?"
Ye Zi'an immediately didn't know whether to laugh or cry; it seemed his wife was testing whether he was indeed foolish.
