The Bo Family had many sons, and with them, abundant joy. Yuran stayed in the large courtyard with Bo Yan for three days, and during those three days, just watching the brothers stand in a row was highly amusing.
Bo Yan always took the opportunity to walk in front of his uncles with Zhizhi in his arms, saying as they moved along, "Zhizhi, whatever you do, don't learn from these uncles, okay?
They're so unaccomplished."
The brothers were left staring in disbelief.
Especially Bo Qin, who, at thirty-five, was still made to stand in the corner like a child. If word got out, he wouldn't be able to show his face.
And then there's Xiaoqi, shamelessly.
Zhizhi slept all day; he didn't know a damn thing.
Making fun of oneself was one thing, but using one's son as an excuse to mock them was also genuine.
Shameless.
...
Yuran was on fire.
When Qi Younian said this over the phone, he sounded somewhat emotional, "I once thought you would spend more time paving your path.
