"Don't put gold on your face, why is it a genius? Wang Po is not such a boastful method of selling melons. ”

Song Ci didn't blush yet, but he was beaten by Song Chun'an first.

"Girl, I didn't mean you. Song Chunan rubbed his daughter's little head and continued to argue with his daughter-in-law.

"There are so many people in the world, don't make a fuss. Don't talk about it far away, just you and me, when I was a child, I was also able to speak well, otherwise I could coax my parents, brothers and sisters? What is this? ”

Song Ci looked at her father's triumphant energy, and was speechless.

Dad, you don't have to pull me to highlight yourself, really!

Song Chunan hasn't been addicted yet, and continues to flip through the old yellow calendar.

"You still have long hair and short knowledge. Let's take our Songjiazhuang as an example, the ancestors have also been out of the pavilion elders! Do you understand the list? The second place in the national imperial examination! Others like Jinshi Xiucai can't even be counted in a slap, is it worth talking about? Which is not a smart seed?

As far as you say that the math is good, it's really nothing, it's just a good time. Just the account room that came out of Songjiazhuang a few years ago, the abacus is played, the memory is good, the account book is passed in front of you, no one wants to be a ghost!

What's there? Isn't it just learning the craft and learning the skill, and you can get it with more snacks. ”

Song Ci nodded frequently and agreed:

"No other, but familiar. Mom told me the story of Song porcelain selling oil, I remember it. ”

Song Chunan became even more energetic, squinting at his daughter-in-law:

"Look, aren't all of them taught by you? From the moment you knew that you were pregnant with a child, you muttered to your stomach, and you have been teaching for five years now.

Apprentices can be apprentices, rotten wood can carve flowers, right? What's the matter, you have to have a smart child to crush your mother?"

Li Shengnan couldn't bear it anymore when he heard this.

"What nonsense are you talking about in front of your children? I don't dislike my daughter, you don't compare me with my mother. Come on, it's not a genius, I'm still worry-free, just teach it. I'm too lazy to listen to you. ”

Lee turned away and refused to continue the discussion.

Song Chunan made a grimace at his daughter, and silently made a mouth shape:

"Annoyed and angry. ”

made Song porcelain giggle.

These two people, together with one piece, will be seven years old!

"Sleep!"

Li Shengnan hugged his daughter in his arms, which was really a bit interesting.

Song Ci smiled and nestled in her mother's arms and whispered:

"Mom, I don't want to be talented. You said that the wood show will be destroyed by the forest wind, and the rafters that come out will rot first, I remember it.

I know that in my mother's eyes, I am the smartest baby in the world, and I also think you are the best mother in the world. Isn't my mother ugly? ”

Li Shengnan was happy:

"I thank you, shut up. ”

Song Ci closed his eyes contentedly.

She didn't plan to pretend to be a child all the time, it can't be fake, there is always a mistake in Baimi.

It's good to slowly reveal your temperament like you are now, and let the people around you gradually accept it.

After all, she is the one who lives, so you have to live her way.

And now it seems that the people around her are well accepting of her subtle changes, so it is not a big problem.

The children of the poor are in charge of the family early, and the special era creates a special human sophistication, and everyone is not surprised by the innocuous little problem of precociousness.

What's more, her intelligence is traceable.

There are self-taught people who have brains and brains, and there are intellectuals in her parents and relatives now, so she should not be stupid and ignorant.

The so-called dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and the son of a mouse can make a hole, which is nothing more than such a simple genetic principle.

Drop off the horse? How can there be any vest to drop? She is not Song Pandi.