Qin Heng looked wistfully at Gu Baoshu and stuttered, "A night, a night catching fireflies busy."
After waiting a while and not hearing the next line, Qin Jijiu puffed his beard and glared, "What kind of poem is this? Ancient scholars used fireflies to read at night and you, well, a night catching fireflies, busy doing what?"
Qin Heng braced himself and said, "The next line, Father, you come up with it, let me be busy with whatever you decide."
Qin Jijiu was so furious that he wanted to hit Qin Heng.
"Busy hitting you little rascal."
Having anticipated this, Qin Heng hurriedly dashed towards Marquis Gu standing leisurely under the tree, shouting, "Brother-in-law, save me."
Gu Jinghui was standing under the tree, staring blankly at Qin Yuan, when unexpectedly his brother-in-law rushed over, and not far behind, his father-in-law chased up, still yelling, "You useless little rascal."
