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Chapter 1314: Chapter 1314: Child Prodigy George Song (2)

Tang Li found this explanation hard to accept: "But he’s only a few months old."

No matter how precocious, consider his age.

A child not even a year old, how could he know so much?

Pei Shiyu replied, "Children are born learners; maybe it has to do with the people he’s around."

"Both his dad and I are quite normal..."

Before she could finish the word, Tang Li was taken aback.

Indeed.

She and Song Baiyan were normal people.

But in this house, there were two rather abnormal folks.

How had she forgotten about that uncle and nephew duo?

Song Xiaohua was a staunch advocate of two hundred-plus days and nights of prenatal education for George Song.

As for Song Jingtian, he personally claimed to have raised Song Xiaohua with poop and pee, maturing early.

Ever since George Song was born, Song Xiaohua came almost every day to see her little brother.

On weekends when Jingtian came home to Tan Palace, Song Xiaohua would always ’carry’ her brother to the room to do homework with her little uncle.

That would take two to three hours.

Nanny wouldn’t always be watching over them.

No one knew what the uncle and nephew taught George during those hours.

"It may not necessarily be that someone has taught him something." Pei Shiyu cautiously added disclaimers: "We can’t deny that geniuses exist in this world. Typically, an eight-month-old baby develops intuitive thinking. Smart ones are early by one or two months. This isn’t surprising."

Tang Li looked at George Song, already sitting there, and felt this wasn’t just intuitive thinking capability; perhaps even his logical chain was about to form.

When the nurse handed over the bottle, George immediately took it.

No need for coaxing; he held the bottle and gulped down more than half.

After drinking, he went ’ah’ towards the nurse.

The nurse cooperated by wiping his mouth.

Tang Li: "..."

Ten minutes later, George Song was carried out of the play area by the nurse.

After saying goodbye to Dr. Pei, Tang Li left the consultation area with the child prodigy.

Snuggled into her arms, Xiao Song quickly started yawning.

Tang Li felt she needed to have a secret conversation with George Song.

Back in the master bedroom, she sent off the nanny, locked the door, leaving only herself and George Song staring at each other on the crawling mat.

The little guy wanted to lie down but was propped up by Tang Li.

"Stop pretending; I know you can sit for half an hour."

George Song: "..."

Tang Li didn’t beat around the bush, asking directly: "Tell me honestly, are you reincarnated?"

George Song looked bewilderedly at his mom, not answering.

"Or maybe you’re a time traveler?"

George continued to look confused.

Tang Li still wasn’t convinced her son was a genius.

Never heard of Einstein being a slacker at a few months old.

Tang Li decided to test George: "I have a secret I’ve never told anyone. Actually, I’ve been reincarnated, back from age twenty-six to nineteen. So, I totally understand this phenomenon of reverse aging, Comrade Xiao Song."

"Ah!" Comrade Xiao Song opened his mouth.

Looking at her son’s two little baby teeth, Tang Li wasn’t sure if he was admitting or denying it.

"How about this." Tang Li stretched out her left hand, setting rules: "If you’re reincarnated, grab my hand."

George Song raised his little chubby hand.

With a slap, he hit his mom’s face hard.

Tang Li: ......

That day, when Song Xiaohua came home from school, she found her mom’s mood not quite right.

So, she purposely avoided her mom.

After finishing a craft assignment from the teacher, she went to the master bedroom to see her brother, finding George only with the nanny. She hid her little hands behind her back, entered boldly with Ah Xi and Tiger Whip.

At that moment, George was lying on the bed, watching the nanny fold clothes.

Song Xiaohua squatted by the bed, stroked her brother’s forehead.

Then sighed: "George is growing so slowly. When can he replace me at preschool?"

The nanny chuckled: "Attending school can’t be substituted. When Young Master George goes to preschool, you’ll be going to elementary school, Miss Xiaohua."

Song Xiaohua sighed deeply. Being a child was truly exhausting.

At this rate, when could she help Dad with work?

She thought when George was born, they wouldn’t consider her a child anymore. She had already picked out a desk from the stationery shop and secretly told the delivery address to the owner, just waiting for Dad to say, ’Xiaohua, come help Dad.’ Then she’d move her new desk into Dad’s office.

But reality was harsh.

She told Teacher Wang she didn’t want to do childish crafts.

Because she was someone destined for great deeds.

Teacher Wang smiled appreciatively before assigning her to scoop lunch for the other kids every noon.

Asking her to serve lunch wasn’t making the most of her talents.

So, after two days, she submitted her ’resignation’ to Teacher Wang.

Teacher Wang read her resignation letter, respecting her personal decision. After discussing with the principal, they assigned her to oversee the sanitation of the entire kindergarten.

Actually, she didn’t want to do this.

She planned to graduate right after the New Year.

Ultimately, Teacher Wang convinced her.

Teacher Wang said—

An excellent leader dares to start at the grassroots.

The kindergarten was the grassroots among grassroots.

"Comrade Song Xiaohua, do you have the confidence to help us build a clean and orderly kindergarten?"

Facing Teacher Wang’s earnest gaze, she reluctantly agreed.

Thinking of having another term in kindergarten, Song Xiaohua felt incredibly conflicted.

Her little uncle could go talk to the principal about skipping grades for college entrance exams, but she couldn’t even jump out of the kindergarten gate.

Sigh!

When Tang Li returned to the master bedroom, she saw Song Xiaohua snuggling with George on the bed.

Perhaps tired, the little girl was sound asleep, snoring lightly.

George was awake.

However, the little one didn’t cry or fuss.

He was cuddled up with his sister, quietly gnawing on his own toes.

As he noticed Tang Li approach, he released his toes, lifted his legs over his head, and flipped backwards.

In the blink of an eye, he’d flipped half a meter away.

Due to late braking, he directly flipped off the bed.

Tang Li: "..."

The next second, wailing came from under the bed.

The nanny ran out from the closet, seeing Tang Li standing by the bed.

Their eyes met, and Tang Li had already reacted: "He fell by himself."

"Madam is joking." The nanny approached, holding George with a bump on his forehead: "Young Master George just learned to flip over, no way could he crawl so far."

Tang Li: "...?"

"What happened to George?" Song Xiaohua rubbed her sleepy eyes, sitting up.

Noticing the bump on George’s forehead, she turned, looking seriously at her mom: "Mom, corporal punishment is the weakest form of education, especially since George is still a child!"

Tang Li: ......

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