"Xiao Qin, it's almost time to go to bed." I almost played with my sister until about eight o'clock in the evening, and it was almost time for Chang Qin to fall asleep at this time. After all, she had to go to class tomorrow morning.
Children should still sleep more, at least ten hours, and try to go to bed early and get up early.
"I can't sleep, I want to hear my brother tell me a story." Maybe she was too excited all day long, but this little crybaby just couldn't fall asleep, so she insisted that Chang Qingshu tell her a bedtime story.
Chang Qingshu couldn't help it. Who let him fall in love with such a coquettish sister?
If you don't pamper him, who will you pamper?
Evergreen searched in his mind for a long time, and finally recalled a short story from his past life, a classic fairy tale "The Big Bad Wolf and the Seven Little Lambs" - Grimm's Fairy Tales before going to bed.
This fairy tale left a deep impression on Evergreen because it was one of the few childhood memories he had.
"Xiao Qin, have you ever heard of the Big Bad Wolf and the Seven Little Lambs?" He was not sure whether this story existed in this world.
The little crybaby looked at the evergreen tree with a confused look on his face, and shook his head gently to express that he had never heard of it: "I haven't heard of it~ Brother, you made up the story~"
Chang Qingshu also picked up the phone with some doubts. After checking it, he found that there was nothing he could not help but feel: "How great it would be if I had the ability to have photographic memory!"
As soon as he finished saying this, Chang Qingshu thought of something: "I have a system, maybe I can get it! Hehe!"
Before he could think more, he was interrupted by the little crybaby: "Brother, why are you in a daze? Speak quickly!"
After coming back to his senses, Chang Qingshu slowly opened his mouth to narrate the story...
"Once upon a time, an old goat gave birth to seven little goats, and he loved them as all mothers love their children. They lived in peace and happiness for several years.
Until one day, when the old goat needed to go to the forest to get food, he called all seven children over and explained some things.
"Dear children, I am going to the forest to get some food. During this period, you must be careful of wolves!"
"If a wolf is allowed into the house, it will eat you all...including all the fur..."
"And this bad guy often disguises himself in other forms, but their voices are very rough."
"Remember, once you see its black claws, run away!"
Although the little goats didn't understand it very well, they still listened to it obediently.
"Mom, we will be careful."
"You go ahead, don't worry about us."
Hearing this, the old goat bleated a few times and then went away with peace of mind.
But not long after, there was a knock on the door: "Bang~Bang~Bang~"
The little goats wanted to open the door to find out, but suddenly they heard a rough voice: "Open the door, my good boy. Your mother is back and brought something for each of you."
But when the little goats heard the rough voice, they immediately knew that the wolf was coming. They shouted: "If we don't open the door, you are not our mother."
"Our mother has a soft and nice voice when she speaks, but your voice is very rough. You are a wolf!"
When the wolf saw that the sheep were not fooled, he went directly to the grocer and bought a large piece of chalk soil and ate it. As a result, his throat really became thinner."
Only halfway through the story, the little crying baby lying next to the bed actually fell asleep.