"Wood!"
The game of flipping chess pieces to recognize words was not difficult for Cen Huaian. He flipped the pieces and read them one by one, and he didn't make any mistakes.
Chuxia finally realized the gap between geniuses and ordinary people. She looked outside silently and clearly heard the three children of her neighbor Sister Li fighting loudly for something.
As for Cen Huaian, he has become addicted to the chess piece flipping game and never gets tired of it. After flipping the pieces, he shuffles the order and flips them again. His eyes are always sparkling.
This shows that he really has never played games before.
"Mom, can you still read?"
"Don't recognize me. I'll teach you how to count." After being surprised, Chu Xia couldn't help but feel happy. Who doesn't like a genius son
She has also worked as a tutor and taught some slow-witted children, which really exhausted her.
At that time, she fully understood why some parents on the Internet were so irritable and chaotic when tutoring their children.
Fortunately, Cen Huaian is not!
"I can count, 1234..."
Cen Huaian counted to ten, scratched his head, and said he didn’t know how to do it.
"Who did you learn this from?" Chu Xia asked curiously. The original owner definitely hadn't taught him these.
"I don't know, but I've heard from many people."
Chuxia was no longer surprised. He was a genius, so it was normal.
"I'll teach you the rest." She immediately changed her strategy and taught him how to write.
She bought some pencils today. Cen Huaian was very happy when he first got the pencil and started writing on paper. He felt like it was a game and it was very fun.
Section 11
But as I was writing, I started to get annoyed.
"I know how to do it. I don't want to write anymore."
This is not as fun as the word-flipping game. If you write crookedly, you have to erase it and rewrite it. It takes a long time to fill a whole page.
In early summer, I discovered another problem with him: he had no patience and couldn't sit still. All children have this problem, it's very normal.
"After you finish writing this one, I'll give you something delicious to eat."
This has caught Cen Huaian's point. What he likes most now is the food that his mother says is delicious.
So he sat up straight again, pursed his lips and wrote seriously. If his handwriting was crooked, he would erase it and rewrite it without Chuxia telling him.
When he finally finished writing on a grid, he immediately looked at Chu Xia expectantly: "Mom! I'm done!"
Chuxia nodded with a smile and stuffed something into his mouth. It was sweet, a different kind of sweetness from candy.
"Is it tasty?"
Cen Huaian nodded, licked his lips to savor the taste, and looked at Chu Xia, waiting for her to give him another one.
Chu Xia clapped her hands and stood up: "No more, this is pagoda candy, used to kill the worms in your stomach, don't eat too much."
How to kill insects
Cen Huaian stared at his stomach, as if he saw a little man holding a knife and hacking at his stomach, killing all the bugs.
During lunch break.
Cen Huaian had a long dream. In the dream, he was chopping insects with a knife until his stomach hurt.
It seemed like he really had a stomachache, so he quickly got up and ran out.
Chuxia saw him running in a hurry and thought something had happened, so she followed him immediately and found that he had gone to the toilet.
She was relieved. The worms were not excreted so quickly. Cen Huaian simply ate too much at noon.
Chuxia had nothing to do in the afternoon, so she started reading her high school textbooks after her lunch break.