"Stop! Stop singing!" Wen Sichen could see that the little girl was deliberately playing with him. He glared and said, "Little girl, you made up this song by yourself! Why haven't I heard it before?!"

Kong Ran looked innocent: "Uncle Si Chen, aren't you known as 5g surfing? You sure you haven't heard this song? An advertising promotion song is very popular in Taiwan. The hot song is given to you who are hot. This is my love for you!"

Wen Sichen: "..."

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He gritted his teeth and smiled: "Singing very well, but stop singing next time. I'm really stuck, thank you all for your whole family!"

Kong Chi walked out slowly and said, "Uncle, don't be angry. Life is like a play. No one can replace you when you get angry and get sick. In this situation, I want to recite a poem for my uncle to express my feelings."

"Wow, you are still educated!" Although Wen Sichen praised, he was still a little scared and asked, "Are you sure it is a good poem?"

"Of course, uncle, just listen!"

Kong Chi stood still, looking like a little poet, and chanted.

"The dark plum blossoms and flowers (I have no culture),"

"I'm very low in my IQ."

"I heard that I was lying like water from afar (I want to ask who I am),"

"Yitouda Chunlu (a big stupid donkey)!"

After reciting, he looked at Wen Sichen: "Uncle, in the time just now, I have written this poem down, you can give me some advice."

Kong Chi handed over the note in his hand. Wen Sichen actually couldn't understand it at all, but he was very proud and didn't want to expose the fact that he had a cultural depression in front of the three little ones.

He read it as if he pretended to be a good poem and nodded frequently and said, "Good poems, especially the last two lines. I heard that I lie like water from afar, and it is easy to see through the spring green. It is the finishing touch!"

He touched Kong Chi's little head: "Young man, there is a promising future and very high-end!"

After saying that, he turned his head and pointed at Kong Ran and Murong Chen: "You two! This is a real performance program. It is so literary and well written. Learn more from Xiao Chi!"

"Yes, yes, my uncle taught me a lesson. Can you trouble me to read the poem again? We didn't hear it clearly."

Wen Sichen cleared his throat and read it seriously again.

Kong Ran and Murong Chen have worked hard to hold back their smiles.

Murong Chen: "Hahaha, the poem is good, my uncle reads it better!"

Kong Ran: "No problem, yes, yes, a good donkey! Oh, no, a good poem, haha."

Wen Sichen looked puzzled and said speechlessly: "Okay, okay, nonsense. For the sake of you three being serious about performing the show, I won't make things difficult for you."

"Did you forgive us if my uncle said so?" Kong Ran's big eyes flashed.

Wen Sichen coughed lightly: "Otherwise, will you really lock you up here? I am not happy if you are willing. If you lock up, you will still support you and waste my rice!"

"Wait here." Wen Sichen has been naughty since he was a child and is used to climbing trees and stealing birds. He only saw him leveraging his strength to easily climb up the courtyard wall.

Not long after, he found the key and opened the lock, pushed open the gate and shouted, "Come out."

But after waiting for a while, he didn't see the three little ones, so he had to walk into the yard to search.

As soon as he stepped into the yard, he was stunned by the scene in front of him. Kong Ran and Murong Chen climbed to a persimmon tree and were picking persimmons. Kong Chi was responsible for picking them down.


Chapter completed!