"Mom, let me tell you a joke!" Speaking of various things, Xiao Shumiao suddenly remembered a joke and, hugging Ye Xingbei's neck, he said, "I saw it on TV yesterday, told by a chubby brother. He said that a man took his girlfriend to eat lobster, he wanted a small one, his girlfriend wanted a big one, and he was displeased. So in front of many people, he scolded his girlfriend, saying, 'What's wrong with small? What's wrong with small? Can't small satisfy you?' After he scolded his girlfriend, many people looked at him and even looked down on him!"
Ye Xingbei: "...!"
She suddenly covered Xiao Shumiao's mouth, despairingly saying, "Son, please, could you not casually tell jokes to people in the future?"
Xiao Shumiao's eyes widened as he pulled Ye Xingbei's hand from his mouth and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong, Mom? Isn't it funny?"
"..." Ye Xingbei was speechlessly choked up.
Was it supposed to be funny?
Where's the humor in that, son!
