"I know, that's why I said that."

"Hey, you simpleton, have you thought about Liu Qiang's future development?"

"Hongmei, please help me raise a college student!"

"But this child is too active. I think Grandpa probably wants him to learn martial arts."

"Learn martial arts? That's fine, but try to make him learn more knowledge as well, otherwise Su Chen will cry."

"Okay, I understand."

"Where's that brat?"

"My grandpa and dad took him out to play. Should I go and call him?"

"No need, thank you for your trouble."

"How could that be? I should be thanking you for bringing the child to me." Zhang Hongmei knew, of course, that Zhang Shouyi must have notified them.

“I have to send it back sooner or later, otherwise it will delay the child. I’m going to training now. Oh, by the way, there’s a stone in the child’s luggage for you and a letter from home.”

"Okay, I understand."

Zhang Hongmei received the letter, as well as the local specialties that Su Chen had prepared.

Looking at Shi Tou's letter, Zhang Hongmei was both amused and exasperated. This brat didn't seem to miss home at all; he just said it was a wonderful place.

How could it be good? At the very least, the food must be terrible, as Liu Qiang could tell.

That evening, Zhang Shouyi saw Liu Qiang and smiled, "Yeah, just like Liu Baoguo."

"This is your uncle."

The little boy ran up to Zhang Shouyi, looked up at him, and exclaimed, "Auntie is beautiful, and Uncle is beautiful too!"

Zhang Hongmei burst into laughter after hearing this. The two elderly people also laughed out loud.

Zhang Shouyi squatted down and said, "Kid, you have good taste."

And so, Liu Qiang became the family's source of joy. However, Gu Chuanming still arranged for two people to teach him. He absolutely loved martial arts, but when it came to academic knowledge, it gave his teachers a headache. But how could someone who had seen four little devils not be able to handle this little guy?

So, three days later, Liu Qiang was able to sit still and listen to the lesson. Moreover, the child had a very good memory; he could learn ancient poems after reading them only once or twice.

Gu Chuanming was very happy. "Hongmei, this kid is good, better than Ping An."

"Haha, I think so too. This child has a good personality, probably because he grew up in a difficult environment."

"Grandpa, I'll take him to my third uncle's house tomorrow."

“Go ahead, take Jinsong with you, that kid is too driven.” Gu Chuanming shook his head. Before, when there were no other children to compare him to, he thought this kid was smart. But now that there are more children, and they are all exceptionally smart, Liu Jinsong feels the pressure.

"Yes, I know. I think he treats Liu Qiang really well."

"Yes, Jinsong is a good person. He's the kind of older brother who knows how to take care of his younger brothers."

On Saturday morning, after Liu Jingsong finished practicing his kung fu, Zhang Hongmei called him over.

"Jinsong, let's go to your third uncle's house in a bit."

"Okay, Auntie, I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes."

When they arrived at Liu Maocai's house, Li Cuihua hugged Liu Qiang tightly and wouldn't let go. "This is Er Lengzi when he was little, the two of them are exactly the same. I'm your third aunt!"

"Third mistress? I know, Dad always talks about it."

Ping An and Zhi Yuan both looked at the little brother in their arms and found him particularly amusing.

The little guy saw the other children too. Li Cuihua put him down. "This is your older brother Ping'an, and this is your second older brother Zhiyuan. That's your older brother Pengfei over there. Go play with them. Your third aunt will make dumplings for you today."

"Okay!" Liu Qiang is particularly persistent when it comes to good food, but even the most ordinary porridge looks delicious to him, which shows his respect for food.

The five children went to play. Er Ya and Zhang Hongmei helped make dumplings.

“Hongmei, this child has been taught very well.”

"You're right? Su Chen is quite good at teaching children. By the way, Sister Er Ya, how about letting Zhiyuan come back with me? Liu Qiang is learning kung fu in the morning and studying in the afternoon."

"Then you can take him with you. I'll have some free time for a while." Er Ya knew that this was Hong Mei taking care of her, a great opportunity for the child to systematically learn a lot of knowledge. She could see this from Ping An, who was far more outstanding than Peng Fei.

"Why are you learning academic subjects at such a young age?" Li Cuihua asked, puzzled.

"Er Lengzi asked me to help him train a college student."

"Haha. He's hoping his son will become a dragon. He can't do it himself, so he's pinning his hopes on his son." Er Ya laughed and teased Er Lengzi after hearing this.

"That's right. Back then, Er Lengzi was a kid, and your third uncle almost beat him up because he didn't go to school."

After lunch, the children didn't rest; instead, they all went to Ping An's room to play with toys. No matter how old the boys were, they all especially loved toy guns.

Because there were two fewer rounds, the last two big ones weren't played, but were given to the three younger brothers instead.

Er Ya and Zhang Hongmei went into the room. Er Ya sat down and watched them play. "Zhiyuan, do you want to go stay at your aunt's house with your brother Liu Qiang?"

"Can't Mom come back even at night?"

"Okay, you'll sleep with Liu Qiang tonight."

Cheng Zhiyuan frowned slightly. "But I'll miss my mom."

"Then come back to see me every Saturday, and see your maternal grandparents and brothers."

"Auntie, should we let Zhiyuan go and study?"

Hongmei laughed, "That's right, just like you guys back then, learning kung fu in the morning and studying knowledge in the afternoon?"

“Little brother, you should go over there. Aren’t you very envious of your older brother’s kung fu skills? Go and learn.”

"Okay, Mom. I'm going to Auntie's. I promise I won't cry."

"Okay, Mom believes you."

Thinking of Zeng Zhiyu and Cai Qingyang, Zhang Hongmei immediately went to the living room to call them.

"Hongmei, wait for me at Uncle San's house. We'll be there soon. I'm packing Zhiyu's clothes for the next few years." Wang Ying said hurriedly and hung up the phone.

"Thank you, Hongmei. I'll take Qingyang there right away." Lu Yue was right next door. Hearing this news, she was overjoyed. What a wonderful opportunity! Perhaps Qingyang had become more talkative with his many playmates.

"Qingyang, go to Aunt Hongmei's house to study, along with your younger brother Zhiyuan and older brother Zhiyu."

"good!"

With two more children joining, the yard became even more lively.

“Hongmei, I’ve wanted to send my child there for a long time, but he couldn’t keep up with Zhenye and the others. Now it’s great, he can study there for a few more years and then go straight to primary school.”

"Hongmei, Qingyang is really hard to talk to. He's so quiet."

"Yes, I will tell my master to be more careful."

Wang Ying leaned closer and said, "Hongmei, Zeng Zhongkang said he'll send Zhiyu up the mountain in the future too."

"That depends on whether the child wants to or not."

"We'll see when the time comes. No matter how well we, Zeng Zhongkang and I, have planned, the child has to make the decision himself."

"Yes, that's the best way for you to think."