The Song brothers seemed to be deep in thought...
He's got a lot of bad ideas, a bit like Lao Liu;
He's eccentric and a bit like Lao Qi;
Speaking of cunning...
All the brothers turned to look at their eldest brother, Song Chenghou.
Song Chenghou seemed oblivious, revealing a tolerant and generous smile.
The tenth brother spoke up at the opportune moment, "Third brother, well, anyway, he won't look like you..."
The others are speaking in a sarcastic and insinuating way; I need to think about that...
"Not for you! Otherwise, they're afraid you won't understand!"
The third brother suppressed a laugh, "Why is it you again?! You're always targeting me, you have no respect for your elders!"
Are you asking for a beating?!
He laughed as he spoke, but his feet didn't move an inch.
As the noise subsided, Song Chenghou continued to look at Wen Shishi.
The little guy understood and continued counting on his little fingers, saying to himself, "If I get sick or poisoned, I'll go find Sixth Brother. Sixth Brother is a good doctor..."
Song Chenghou nodded.
The little guy continued, "If you're bored, you can find Sixth Brother and Seventh Brother. Sixth Brother can play the zither, and Seventh Brother can paint and write calligraphy..."
Song Chengyuan, the ninth brother, commented, "Alright! Everyone's working for this little guy..."
We felt that in the grand buildings and public spaces, they were showing off the old man's talents...
But our grandpa is just a little guy who's only four and a half years old...
The brothers burst into laughter.
Only the third brother wasn't mentioned. He sidled up to Wen Shishi and asked, as if showing off a treasure, "What about me? What about me? What can your third brother do?"
Before the tenth brother could interject in his usual cheeky manner, the little boy said in a clear voice, "Third brother, really, there's no need!"
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