Ning Youguang laughed, "Okay, I'll relay your concern to Ming Yi later."
Ming Jinxin's smile grew even deeper.
She couldn't help but say, "Mr. Lu Xun said, 'If you crave stability, you won't have freedom; to have freedom, you must face some dangers. There are only these two paths.' Young people who strive to excel often do so because they cannot accept mediocrity, and Xiao Shi is already surpassing many young people."
The two chatted a bit longer.
Ning Youguang was pulled by Ning Youyu to his study to see the poem he had written—
"Why Do Trees Grow Upward?"
Plants feel their beds are too hard
Thinking of sleeping on the soft backs of clouds
The tree I drew is too beautiful
Next, I drew birds
Drew clouds
Drew a pond and flowers that aren't worthy of it."
"Oh my, is this your poem? It's so well-written." Ning Youguang was full of delight and hugged his brother tightly.
The kisses made Ning Youyu's cheeks blush.
He's never seen his sister so enthusiastic before...
