"If it weren't for my grandfather forcing you to be this useless son-in-law, you wouldn't even be able to step into the Qin residence!",The moon was shining on the ground. Xiao Quan shook his head. If he hadn't traveled through time, he would be at a KTV right now, singing and drinking. How wonderful that would have been!,He gazed at the bright moon in the sky, and was reminded of a particularly fitting poem. He couldn't help but recite: "Before my bed, the bright moon shines, / Like frost on the ground it seems to be. / I lift my head to see the moon high, / And lower my head to think of home."。