Su Yili laughed out loud, "Xixi, who taught you to answer like this?" Su Chengxi touched her nose and said innocently: "Uncle A Mo taught me." Su Yili immediately glared at Wei Mo, "
Cousin, don’t teach my son a bad lesson. Xixi, you can’t answer like this in the future. You have to answer Su Dongpo’s Su, inherit the inheritance, and hope the hope.”
Wei Mo said: "It's so complicated, how can a child remember it? Xixi, just answer like Uncle A Mo taught you. It's so simple that you don't have to remember it, and it can also be impressive. Such an introduction will definitely
Make people remember you right away.”
Su Yili glared at Wei Mo again, "No, you have to follow mine. Xixi, tell me, you should listen to Mommy or Uncle Amo."
Child Su Chengxi's eyes were dark. He glanced at his mother on the left and his uncle Amo on the right. That look was really endearing. The nurse who was teasing Su Chengxi just now couldn't help but smile.
She said: "Xixi, who do you want to listen to?"
Su Chengxi blinked and said, "I listen to Mommy and Uncle Amo."
The nurse said: "You can only choose one."
Su Chengxi was in a dilemma. He lowered his head and seemed to be thinking. The adults present looked at him, waiting for his answer. There were smiles on their faces. Even Luo Shaochuan, who was standing outside, couldn't help but smile.
A smile appeared.
Just when Luo Shaochuan wanted to go in and help little Xixi, Su Chengxi suddenly raised his head and said, "Sister nurse, ask me the question you just asked me again."
Luo Shaochuan laughed in his heart and said: Haha, good boy, you are just trying to delay time!
So the nurse asked again in confusion, "Which Su, which Cheng, and which Xi?"
Su Chengxi replied seriously: "My name is Su Chengxi, Su Chengxi's Su, Su Chengxi's Cheng, Su Chengxi's Xi, means to inherit hope..." After a pause, Su Chengxi was very entangled in her heart, Mommy, what is Su Dongpo? Can it be eaten?
What?
However, this answer is really amazing. The adults present almost wanted to applaud this answer. What a smart boy. Luo Shaochuan couldn't help but admired in his heart: His son is really smart. Not only is this answer inappropriate?
It would offend Wei Mo and not make Su Yili unhappy.
After hearing this, Wei Mo laughed and touched Su Chengxi's head, "Xixi is so smart."
Su Yili smiled happily and said, "That's right, I don't care whose son it is."
Wei Zichen also said: "Even if you don't look at whose daughter gave birth to the child, Xixi is so smart, I also share the credit."
Su Chengxi was also very happy, but not proud. Instead, she said to the nurse: "Sister, keep asking me questions." Su Yili and Wei Mo looked at each other at this time, the meanings in their eyes were obvious.
Children who learn at such a young age not to be complacent because of a little praise, but to speak more humbly, will definitely be talented in the future.
The nurse immediately asked: "Okay, little Xixi, let me ask you a simple question, how old are you this year?"
This question is actually very simple, but it is a bit difficult when it comes to Su Chengxi. When he was in Canada, Su Chengxi originally told his real age, but after returning to City A, his mother said to him that if others asked
, you can’t tell your true age.
And this nurse was indeed the first person to ask him his age.
Ever since, kid Xixi, adhering to the principle of being honest and not lying, answered loudly: "I'm two years old."
This two-year-old shocked Luo Shaochuan who was standing outside the door.