DAVM Chapter 56.2

Si Tian gave great praise for this: “Very good, it seems that everyone has memorized ‘Compassion for Farmers’ very well.”

As Ji Ningyi and Pei Jing were in the first grade, they naturally memorized ‘Compassion for Farmers’, but Ji Zhile, who was in the kindergarten class, had not heard it yet. He asked confusedly: “What is ‘Compassion for Farmers’?”

Pei Jing recited it on the spot and won applause from Si Tian and Ji Ningyi.

Pei Jing’s face warmed slightly: “Everyone in the class can memorize it.”

Everyone in the class will…

This made Ji Zhile feel a sense of crisis: “I want to recite it too!”

When Si Tian heard it, she thought that it was just right, so she said: “Then let’s teach Ji Zhile to recite ancient poems for tonight’s bedtime story!”

“Okay!” Ji Zhile was happy that he would soon be like his brother and Pei Jing. But at this moment, he still did not know what kind of hardships he would go through later.

But at this moment, Ji Zhile was full of anticipation for reciting ancient poems later, until Ji Ningyi brought ‘Three Hundred Tang Poems’ and asked Ji Zhile to read it accordingly.

The pinyin was marked on it, and Ji Zhile knew the pinyin sometimes. At this time, Ji Zhile felt something was wrong. Although he could spell the pinyin, he still had to make a twist when reading it according to the pinyin. He finally finished reading it with great difficulty after stumbling so many times. Then, Ji Ningyi and Pei Jing each told Ji Zhile the meaning of the poem.

Now, Ji Zhile was dumbfounded. It was obviously time to listen to stories at night, how could it be like attending a class at school?

Ji Zhile quit: “I don’t want to recite ancient poems anymore. I want to listen to stories.”

Si Tian was watching the show nearby and added fuel to the fire: “But this is what you asked for.”

Ji Zhile looked at her pleadingly, with watery eyes: “Mom, can I go back on my word?”

Si Tian shook her head: “No, you are a big boy, you can’t go back on your word.”

Ji Zhile pursed her lips: “Okay.”

He continued to recite ancient poems stumblingly, but he could not remember the second sentence after reciting it. After struggling for a while, Ji Zhile’s eyes were blank: “I don’t want to learn anymore…”

Memorizing ancient poems is not as easy as listening to stories. He wants to hear stories.

Ji Zhile took the initiative to say: “I’m not a big kid. I’m still in kindergarten, I can go back on my word.”

Si Tian said, “Okay, can we let the older children tell tonight’s story?”

Ji Zhile chose the latter between memorizing ancient poems and reading stories according to pinyin.

Ji Zhile has a bit of a talent for storytelling. Unlike Si Tian, he reads according to what he reads, and he also adds his own words. Although he seems a bit nondescript at times, he is full of emotion. Ji Ningyi and Pei Jing are immersed in it.

Ji Zhile was also very satisfied. The little tail that had been lying on the back for reciting ancient poems was raised again: “I am very good.”

When it was time to go to bed, Pei Jing wanted to go home. But Si Tian thought that he would be scared if he was the only child in his house, so she asked Pei Jing to stay. But it was Ji Zhile’s room where Pei Jing slept before, now Ji Ningyi was also sleeping in it with Ji Zhile.

Ji Zhile said: “The three of us can sleep together. Brother’s bed is very big.”

Ji Zhile has been coveting Ji Ningyi’s bed for a long time. Which child doesn’t want to sleep in a big bed?

Ji Ningyi also agreed.

That night, the three children slept together. Ji Zhile was lying in the middle. He thought excitedly that now there were two people sleeping with him, the elder brother on the left and the elder brother Pei Jing on the right. In this way, he would not be afraid anymore. But when he had to get up to go to the bathroom, who should accompany him when the time comes?

Ji Zhile thought that two people could accompany him together, and maybe they could play together for a while.

With this thought in mind, Ji Zhile felt that tonight was really perfect except for memorizing ancient poems. Unfortunately, he slept too deeply tonight and did not get up to go to the toilet in the middle of the night, which wasted a good opportunity.

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Pei Jing’s mother had been away for a long time this time and she did not come back until the weekend, so Pei Jing stayed at Si Tian’s house all the time.

Compared with the initial embarrassment, he became more lively and still enjoyed doing housework as if he wanted to give Si Tian and the others something within his capabilities in this way.

Si Tian did not stop him either. She knew that for children like Pei Jing, it would be easier for them to do something.

On weekends, Si Tian took several children to the park.

When they went to bed the first night, the three children were very excited and hid in the same bed.

 

 

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