Chapter 202: Chapter 202 Warmth Kang Li gestured for the boy to sit back in his chair, then asked with a gentle smile in her voice, "A story... story..." Song Xuan thought hard, although his speech was interrupted at times, he managed to fully express his thoughts. "Mommy mommy! Brother Xuan Xuan wants to hear a story from mommy!" Before Kang Li could speak up, Xiao Ming Wei cutely lifted her little milk-like voice to translate for her mother, "I also know that Brother Xuan Xuan wants to hear a story from mommy!" Milk Bun Ming Han didn’t want to be left behind. "You smart little rascals, mommy knows. Mommy will tell you a story right now," she said as she ruffled the twins’ hair. With a foxy smile in her eyes, she sat down in the armchair close to the three little cubs and the boy, saying softly, "What is the name of the story I’m going to tell today? Let me think..." Feigning deep thought, Kang Li cradled her arm and lightly tapped her chin with her forefinger, then suddenly her eyes brightened: "I’ve got it!" At the sound of her suddenly elevated voice, the eyes of Xuan Xuan and Xiao Ming Rui lit up in unison. "The story I’m going to tell now is ’Little Tadpole Drawing.’ The story goes like this: There are many little tadpoles in the pond, and they swim in the water, their tails flickering, looking so pretty!" At this, Milk Bun Ming Han asked, "Mommy, are the little tadpoles playing?" "No, they aren’t!" Kang Li shook her head, her voice clear and gentle, "They are using their thin long tails as brushes, seriously doing their homework!" Xiao Ming Wei blinked her big grape-like eyes and exclaimed, "So the little tadpoles write their homework with their tails!" Kang Li nodded with a smile and continued the story, "The little tadpoles write and write, producing lines of unstructured little poems." "Mommy mommy, are the little poems like the one you taught Vivi and big brother and second brother? ’Before my bed a pool of light— Can it be hoarfrost on the ground? Looking up, I find the moon bright; Bowing, in homesickness, I’m drowned.’" Kang Li: "Vivi is so smart! But the poems written by the little tadpoles don’t have a structure." Milk Bun Ming Han glanced at his sister: "Mommy already said that the little tadpoles wrote lines of unstructured poems, Vivi, weren’t you listening carefully?" "I was listening carefully. But even if the tadpoles’ poems don’t have a structure, they’re still poems, right, mommy?" Xiao Ming Wei looked at her mom somewhat pleadingly. "Right," Kang Li affirmed, then continued with a smile, "There are many different structures to poems, like the regulated verse with five character lines, and seven character lines, etc. You might not understand it now, but when you go to elementary school, your teachers will tell you about them. It’s okay if you don’t get it now; when we have time, I’ll explain it to you in detail, alright?" "Alright!" Ruirui and Song Xuan responded in unison. With a gentle smile, Kang Li went on with the story: "The little tadpoles also drew and drew, creating a pond full of riddles that couldn’t be deciphered." "Vivi knows what riddles are!" Xiao Ming Wei cutely said, "Bright and bright, a fireball hangs in the sky. It stays for shorter times in winter, longer in summer. It’s the sun!" Milk Bun Ming Han "hmphed" and said: "Mommy has told us this before, it’s not just you who knows it!" "But I didn’t say I’m the only one who knows, did I?!" Xiao Ming Wei didn’t understand why her second brother needed to argue with her now and then. As if she wanted to deliberately annoy him, she said again in her cutesy voice, "Sometimes it’s round and round, sometimes it’s curvy and curvy, sometimes it comes out at night, sometimes at night it can’t be seen..."