Jiang Chi narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the two people who had suddenly appeared at the Huo residence, but did not react.

Chaochao, who had been watching Calabash Brothers, jumped off the sofa and ran over excitedly: "Brother Jingcheng, Brother Yuci, you're here! Are we going to play together again?"

Jiang Chi, standing behind him, finally let out a harsh snort:

"Aren't you high school students so free? Don't you have classes?"

Yu Ci patted the little dumpling's head, looked up at him and smiled slightly: "Oh, the school gave the competition students a half-day off."

The genius who recently won a perfect score in the biology preliminary exam is now greeting us harmlessly: "Excuse me."

Xie Jingcheng released his fingers from Chaochao's little pigtails, looked at Jiang Chi with his phoenix eyes, and got straight to the point.

"You've already started tutoring Chaochao?"

Having a blood relationship certainly provides an advantage.

A flicker of displeasure flashed beneath Xie Jingcheng's flamboyant phoenix eyes.

Yu Ci glanced at the two of them but didn't say anything.

Jiang Chi frowned. "How did you know?"

As soon as he asked the question, images of Chaochao frequently going to the toilet suddenly flooded his mind, and in that instant, Jiang Chi understood everything.

No wonder the little dumpling solved the problem as soon as he finished using the toilet; he thought he had found inspiration while taking a dump.

Jiang Chi's gaze shifted downwards, instantly locking onto Chaochao, who, sensing her deception was about to be exposed, was tiptoeing away...

Jiang Chi picked up Chaochao with one hand, his tone not exactly gentle: "Explain yourself?"

Chaochao, suspended in mid-air, had her two little hands neatly folded on her belly, and she blinked her innocent, clear eyes:

"Brother, you said you could just make it."

Jiang Chi was speechless, and then he slowly smiled.

Thus, what was originally intended to be Jiang Chi's initial education, through Chaochao's "efforts," successfully turned into a joint teaching effort by the three older brothers.

Three tall, handsome men stood upright, completely surrounding the little dumpling in the middle.

What is 6 + 1?

Chaochao sat on the carpet, muttering and pointing with her fingers. After a long while, she tilted her head back and tentatively gave an answer: "3..."

Jiang Chi: "..."

Xie Jingcheng gave him a meaningful look, his tone indifferent but Jiang Chi could clearly hear the strong mockery in his voice, "Is this the result of your teaching, Brother Jiang?"

The moment I walked in, they were eyeing my spot covetously…

Jiang Chi chuckled lightly and leaned back on the sofa. "Then come on."

Xie Jingcheng glanced at the composed young man and frowned slightly.

Giving up so easily, could there be a trap ahead?

Ten minutes later.

Xie Jingcheng, his throat already dry from talking, said in a hoarse voice:

"...Let's calculate it again. Carefully use your fingers to count. What is 4 + 5?"

Chaochao flicked her fingers one by one, "6!"

Xie Jingcheng: ...As expected, there was a trap.

"Heh." Jiang Chi let out a disdainful chuckle.

On the other side, Yu Ci had changed tracks at some point. Holding a plate of fruit, she forked a piece and fed it to the little dumpling, gently comforting him, "It's okay if you can't do it now. Chaochao is already much smarter than other children."

Moved to tears, Chaochao chewed on fruit and mumbled, "Fish bones, crunch, swollen, sob sob..."

Seeing Yu Ci, who was already blushing, Jiang Chi and Xie Jingcheng were speechless.

Then they conspired to drag him into it, and had Yu Ci give him a trial lesson as well.

As time passed, the smile on Yu Ci's lips faded more and more.

Chaochao, fiddling with her little toys, glanced cautiously at Yu Ci, then looked at her fingers with a slightly aggrieved expression.

It seems like Yu Ci isn't as gentle as he was at the beginning...

Was her calculation wrong again?

She looked at the television with longing eyes; she hadn't finished watching her Calabash Brothers yet.

Under the gloating gazes of the other two, Yu Ci, with her exceptional composure, smiled and rubbed her temples.

He has now experienced firsthand the power of tutoring a three-year-old.

The little dumpling in front of me, who is stubborn and unyielding, always gives completely different answers, and each one is logical, well-founded, and self-consistent.

Jiang Chiyu declined Jing Cheng's offer and decided to temporarily set aside their prejudices to discuss the enlightenment teachings of the dynasty.

The three men each held their own opinions and offered different proposals, but the only thing they had in common was that they all had serious frowns on their faces.

The little dumpling, temporarily neglected and left to his own devices, listened to his older brothers' grand plans for early childhood education, as if they were hearing 108 different ways to cook him—no less than stir-frying, deep-frying, braising, stewing, and simmering…

Her small mouth opened uncontrollably, and her shocked almond-shaped eyes widened like small copper bells.

Brothers, you've changed! You're not her favorite anymore!

Her thoughts drifted to the Pacific Ocean.

So, will we still be able to watch Peppa Pig? Will we still be able to eat candy? Will we still be able to drink peach milk freely...?

That's terrifying!

She's still a little kid!

Chaochao looked around helplessly, desperately hoping that she could become invisible like the Eighth and Ninth Brothers, so that her brothers wouldn't be able to find her and she wouldn't be deep-fried and eaten... Waaaaah...

The three older brothers were arguing heatedly. Jiang Chi directly brought out his computer and searched for authoritative papers on education. Xie Jingcheng said that experts could also be impractical so-called "bricklayers." Yu Ci sat on the sofa, his fingers tapping on the keyboard, summarizing the key points...

Staring blankly at the ever-growing Word document on the laptop screen, Chaochao looked at it as if she were looking at her own recipe.

The little dumpling was startled and shook its head like a rattle drum.

After a while, the system couldn't help but ask, "Chaochao, where are you going?"

"Shh—" Chaochao, who was walking quietly close to the wall, glanced nervously at her brothers not far away.

The little dumpling originally wanted to say that she wanted to find a place to hide to save her life, but then she thought that would make her seem too cowardly, so she said in a righteous and solemn voice, "Actually, we are playing hide-and-seek. This time it is brother's turn to be 'it,' and Chaochao is hiding."

System: "...Ah...I see."

Actually, I secretly suspect Tong Sheng. Does the little one think it's only three and a half years old like her? No way.

In the room, Pei Yushen had been silently gazing at the flowers on the table, but now he held back his emotions.

How long are you going to stay here?

Hiding under the table, Chaochao hugged her legs, tilted her head upon hearing this, and said very seriously, "Until the brothers give up those plans."

Pei Yu frowned and looked at her: "What plan?"

Chaochao: "A plan to torture children QAQ."

Pei Yushen: "..."

"Brother Yushen, can you do math?" Chaochao sighed.

Pei Yushen turned to look at her expressionlessly.

Is this some kind of sophisticated irony? Is it implying that he lacks self-awareness?