Upon hearing Huo Shiqian's words, Xia Chuyi, who had been watching her husband educate their son, was speechless.
"Hey, I say, child's dad, isn't it a bit early to tell our son these things?" Xia Chuyi shook her head and couldn't help but say, "He's only three, what can he understand?"
Regarding this critique from the child's mother, Huo Shiqian remained calm, glanced at his wife, and said: "Shi Wu is not an ordinary child; he has an innate advantage, and we shouldn't treat him like a regular child."
"Otherwise, it would be a waste of his talent," Huo Shiqian was referring to their son's exceptionally high intelligence.
Xia Chuyi understood the reasoning, but she still felt their son was too young and said, "But after all, he's still a little kid..."
"I'm not a little kid!" Upon hearing Xia Chuyi's words, young Huo Shiwu immediately protested.
Huo Shiwu let go of his father's hand and said to his mother with great dissatisfaction, "Mom, I'm a big kid!"
