Chapter 68: Is Xiao Fu Bao Disliked? The Whole City Loves Me With Their Lives
Chapter 68: Exercise in Moderation
Suisui preferred sleeping outside, but if her brother liked it, she was willing to accommodate him.
At the moment, her brother was asking, and Lele was encouraging her.
Suisui thought for a moment and then quietly said, “I like sleeping outside, but I like brother even more.”
Feng Xuanrui initially didn’t understand the full meaning of this statement and was just pleased to hear that his sister liked him.
He was so elated that he almost floated away before realizing that Suisui meant she would sleep inside for his sake.
Feng Xuanrui thought that this wouldn’t do.
As her brother, he should make accommodations for his sweet sister.
So, thinking of this, Feng Xuanrui climbed into the bed and lay down inside. He then patted the outside position, signaling Suisui, “Brother can sleep anywhere, but I like Suisui even more.”
Suisui, who was delighted by her brother’s affection, happily lay down outside and then turned to look at him.
Suisui thought: Brother is so nice!
Admiring her brother, Suisui pulled on Feng Xuanrui’s hand and asked softly, “Brother, do you want to hear a story?”
Another story?
She was still trying to remember the previous ones, which were almost forgotten, and now there was a new one.
Feng Xuanrui was curious. He turned toward Suisui, his eyes shining, and said, “Yes, I want to hear Suisui tell it!”
When Suisui heard this, she felt the pressure.
But that was okay; she could do it!
However, recently, whether it was during free time or while falling asleep, she hadn’t really heard any stories.
She had forgotten the stories from the beautiful aunt, or perhaps she didn’t understand them in the first place.
What should she tell now?
Unable to think of a story, Suisui decided to sing a nursery rhyme to her brother: “East side, a sheep; west side, a sheep…”
The sheep from her dreams had come to reality.
Feng Xuanrui was somewhat puzzled but was still drawn to the content of the nursery rhyme and followed Suisui’s lead.
Who would have thought…
The simpler something was, the more engaging it could be.
Feng Xuanrui ended up humming a new tune to the rhyme and even counted sheep until he fell asleep.
As for which direction the sheep came from in the dream?
Who knows?
Anyway, it was another night of sheep coming and going in the dream.
Quite…
Delicious?
Suisui stayed up later than Feng Xuanrui because she wanted to hear a bedtime story.
The little girl insisted on staying awake just to hear more stories.
Then she could tell them to her brother later!
Seeing Suisui patiently waiting for a story, the system felt its heart melting again.
Wuwu!
The little goose is too cute!
I want to ruffle her!
But first, let’s call the story teller.
After calling, the system saw only darkness.
Today’s story teller was a strong and imposing man.
Suisui had to tilt her head to look at him; otherwise, she couldn’t see his head at all!
There were characters on his head.
King Qin.
Just three simple characters, none of which Suisui could read.
The system’s data flow started to get dizzy when it saw him.
What we need is a story teller, someone gentle and loving who can use warm, spring-like words to put the child to sleep!
Not someone who forcefully shakes the cradle!
King Qin was also puzzled.
After lying in the underworld for many years, he was quite irritated but came immediately when he heard he could accumulate merit.
He didn’t give merit to others but only to his good grandson Zheng’er.
He wanted his good grandson to live a few more years and to outlive Hu Hai, that *&%￥!
King Qin focused only on accumulating merit and didn’t look at anything else.
Facing Suisui’s curious and expectant eyes, King Qin felt like scratching his head.
He endured and endured but couldn’t hold back.
The large and small figures stared at each other in silence for a while.
Finally, it was Suisui who spoke first.
[Uncle, don’t you tell stories?]
[It’s okay if you can’t. Singing is also fine!]
[Suisui is very obedient and doesn’t make demands.]
King Qin: …
What if singing isn’t possible either?
He wanted to ask but felt somewhat embarrassed.
Moreover, he had to fulfill his duty of accumulating merit!
After a moment of hesitation, the rarely kind King Qin finally spoke.
[I’m Uncle Zhao. Today’s story is also a piece of advice: Exercise in moderation, or it can be fatal!]
Uncle Zhao’s voice was deep and powerful, and it had a strong presence.
At first, Suisui was captivated and widened her eyes to listen.
But as the story went on, she became sleepy…
There was nothing to be done; Uncle Zhao’s buildup was just too lengthy.
There was talk of defeating Yue and establishing the Three Rivers.
…
At the end, it seemed like it even mentioned seeking dominance over the Central Plains?
Suisui was so sleepy that she could only catch bits and pieces.
King Qin, immersed in his own brief life, thought it was not bad?
Though he died prematurely, ruling for four years wasn’t too bad, was it?
Certainly better than Hu Hai!
Realizing he was unconsciously comparing himself to Hu Hai, King Qin felt quite down.
Fortunately, no one noticed this.
After cursing Hu Hai silently, King Qin bade Suisui goodnight and quietly left.
The next day, the weather was still nice.
Considering the children’s health and the journey, Prince Qing decided to travel at a normal pace.
By the afternoon of the next day at the latest, they would arrive in the capital.
So, there was no need to rush at this moment.
Though not rushing, they still had to set off when it was time.
After getting on the carriage, Suisui glanced uneasily at the two clay pots brought by Qingshan.
Inside were the potatoes they had planted together.
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