Mu's mother patted him on the head: "What are you looking at, first learn this ancient poem, come on, read it yourself."

Mu Shangen nodded, and said in a childish voice: "It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat drops to the soil. Who knows that every grain of the food on the plate is hard work."

Mu's mother still had a straight face: "Do you know the meaning of this poem?"

"I know." Mu Shangen nodded, "Mom taught me last time not to waste the grain grown by the farmer's uncle."

"It's good to know." After teaching a poem, Mu Shangen asked cautiously, "Grandma, can I go find my mother?"

"Go." With a wave of Mu's mother, Mu Shangen immediately jumped up from the sofa and ran to Mu Qingyu's side: "Mom, Uncle Leng."

"Why did you get up so early today?" Mu Qingyu touched his son's little head, and was really relieved to see his lively appearance.

As long as he's fine, he'll be at ease.

"I told him to get up early." Mother Mu stood up, "When you were young, you would wake up at 06:30 and read your textbooks for half an hour before going to wash up and go to school. This kid actually sleeps in! With me around, he will never want to hold the quilt every day Rolling on the bed!"

The voice was a bit cold, but Mu Qingyu was pleasantly surprised: "Mom, what do you mean?"

"From now on, this little guy won't be allowed to eat breakfast if he doesn't read ancient poems for half an hour every day!" Mother Mu still had a stern look, but the stern words were not threatening.Mu Qingyu knew that this was a sign of her mother's compromise——

If she really hated a person, she would not be so strict with him, but would drive that person out of her life as she did to herself.

It seems that not only Leng Yunlin, but even Mu's mother expressed affection for this child.

"Qingyu, I actually want to talk about this too." Leng Yunlin said, "After we return to Yancheng, should we send the child to kindergarten?"

Yes, seeing that Mu Shangen is almost five years old, he is still playing wildly outside.Before, it was because he wanted to get medical treatment, and she brought him back from Yancheng, which delayed him from going to study.But in the future, he should go to school, right?

Mu Qingyu nodded: "Indeed, seeing that he will be five years old next year, he should be in elementary school the year after next."

"It's not difficult. When the time comes, throw him and Xiaobao together. Xiaobao is only half a year older than him. Don't talk about studying. I'm afraid I don't know where the kindergarten door opens! Enen is more advanced than him. At least I went to kindergarten for half a year." Leng Yunlin looked nonchalant, making Mu Qingyu a little speechless.

That's right, because of his extraordinary intelligence, Xiaobao couldn't go to ordinary kindergartens because of his albinism.After returning to China, it took a long time to cure the disease. Seeing that his son’s health improved, he was thrown into the kindergarten by his mother. However, before the end of the day, the kindergarten teacher sent the child back with tears in his eyes. Just say that my level is too low to teach your child prodigy.

Luo Qingxue and Leng Yunting were very puzzled, they grabbed their son in front of them, and asked how he was kicked out of the house.Xiao Bao curled his lips and said indifferently: "I just want to know what's going on with Huaxia's power distribution."

"and then?"

Xiaobao blinked and looked as if it should be taken for granted: "Then I took a group of children and ran to the power distribution room to dismantle the motor."

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