Lian Xinying laughed mischievously.
Her daughter definitely won't be a fool in the future.
Just from the clever vibe emanating from her, you can tell.
But Xiaocheng was very disappointed.
Shaking his head, he corrected, "Brother isn't asking you what this is, brother is asking you how many? How many spoons?"
Miaomiao, after hearing her brother speak at length, realized the seriousness of the situation.
So Miaomiao stared at the spoons with her bright, wide eyes, and then immediately said, "Little spoon!" Pausing, she added, "This is a little spoon!"
...
Weren't we supposed to learn Arabic numerals?
Xiaocheng pouted, feeling speechless with his sister.
Although she's very cute, she's also quite silly.
After putting down the spoon, Xiaocheng shouldered his backpack, preparing to head out.
"Brother, give a kiss..." Miaomiao, like a little shadow, followed close behind Xiaocheng for a kiss.
