Song Yanze whispered to Song Yanshen, "Ah~ My second uncle is getting more and more disgusting! I'm getting goosebumps!"
Song Xingzhi heard it, and while Zhang Chunxue wasn't paying attention, he slapped Song Yanze on the back of the head.
When Zhang Chunxue turned around, he pretended to be innocent and immediately approached her: "Sister Chunxue, let me help you!"
Song Yanze touched his head, disgust evident on his face.
He pulled Song Yanshen out again: "Xiaoshen, I'm telling you, don't be like your dad in the future!"
He patted his chest and swore confidently, "I will never be like my second uncle in the future!"
Song Yanshen looked at the people who were gathered intimately in the kitchen, then looked at Song Yanze, pointed at him, then pointed at Song Xingzhi, then pointed at him again, and then shook his head.
Song Yanze was stunned for a moment, then his face darkened: "Xiao Shen, are you saying that I have to be like my second uncle in the future?"
Song Yanshen nodded heavily.
The corners of Song Yanze's mouth twitched involuntarily.
Zhong Xiaoxiao just came out of the room and was stunned for a moment when she saw this. Then she said with some curiosity: "Song Yanze, do you understand what Xiao Shen meant?"
Song Yanze nodded: "Yeah! It's not that hard to understand!"
Zhong Xiaoxiao was even more curious and couldn't help but circle around Song Yanze: "You are quite amazing!"
Although she could understand Song Yanshen's meaning better, she often had to ask Song Yanshen for confirmation several times.
Song Yanze immediately became proud: "Who am I? I'm so smart!"
Zhong Xiaoxiao couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Humph! Anyway, I'm teaching Xiao Shen to read. From now on, he can write down whatever he wants to say for me!"
Song Yanze certainly didn't want to fall behind Zhong Xiaoxiao, so he immediately said, "You might as well teach Xiao Shen how to speak instead of teaching him how to write!"
"If he can hear, I see no reason why he can't speak!"
Zhong Xiaoxiao was stunned.
After Song Yanze finished speaking, he was also stunned.
The two of them looked at Song Yanshen together.
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Song Yanze touched his chin and said, "I heard that nine out of ten people are deaf. Generally, people who can't speak can't hear, so they don't know how to speak. But Xiao Shen can hear! Why can't he speak?"
Zhong Xiaoxiao also stroked her chin. "I once heard from Dad—well, your second uncle—that some people lose their voices after a serious trauma, and can no longer speak... I don't think that's the case with Xiao Shen!"
Zhou Mingli came out after feeding Zhong Yuanyuan and was puzzled to see Zhong Xiaoxiao and Song Yanze circling around Song Yanshen.
However, after listening to what the two said, she also found it a little funny and carried Zhong Yuanyuan to the kitchen.
Song Xingzhi was making a fire and chatting with Zhang Chunxue about the interesting things that happened today.
Zhou Mingli walked in with a smile: "Mom, you don't know what Xiaoxiao and Xiaoze are researching."
Zhang Chunxue was curious: "What are they talking about?"
Zhou Mingli chuckled: "They are studying why Xiao Shen can't speak."
Zhang Chunxue was stunned.
Come to think of it, she had never studied why Song Yanshen couldn't speak in her previous life. Even after he was registered and given a formal name, everyone still called him the little mute.
Zhang Chunxue, and even Song Yanshen himself, had never considered why he couldn't speak.
As for Zhang Chunxue's three sons, they were even more indifferent to Song Yan.
It's like he just can't speak, and no one cares about the deeper reasons.
Zhang Chunxue couldn't help but frown when she thought of this: "Yeah, why can't Xiao Shen speak?"
"Even if he had no parents since he was little and no one taught him to speak, it's impossible that he can't speak at all!"
Song Xingzhi was also startled: "Sister Chunxue, are you saying that Xiao Shen can speak?"
"There's definitely nothing wrong with his vocal cords!" Zhang Chunxue was very sure, "Because he can make sounds, but he can't speak..."
"I think it's probably because no one taught him how to speak!"
Song Xingzhi was also thoughtful: "So, as long as he is taught well, he can actually speak?"
Zhang Chunxue's eyes sparkled: "Who knows!"
Song Yanshen has been called a little mute since he was a child, so he himself thinks that he can't speak. This cognition is deeply rooted in his bones, limiting his thinking and controlling his thoughts.
He also thought he was mute and could only make "ah ah ah", so he never tried to speak.
Zhou Mingli's eyes widened as well: "So Xiao Shen's muteness isn't congenital!"
She quickly understood: "That's right! Xiao Shen can hear it!"
Zhang Chunxue was about to go out to take a look when Song Xingzhi stopped her.
He was a little helpless: "We are not in a rush about this! Let's finish cooking first!"
Zhang Chunxue thought so too, but his hands moved much faster.
Soon, dinner was ready. Zhang Chunxue called out, and the three little ones came in quickly to eat.
The family quickly finished their meal. Zhou Mingli rushed to wash the dishes, saying that she would let her parents have a good talk with Xiao Shen.
Zhang Chunxue and Song Xingzhi then pulled Song Yanshen into the main hall.
Zhong Xiaoxiao and Song Yanze, two nosy people, of course came over.
Zhang Chunxue took Song Yanshen's hand and said with a pleasant expression: "Xiaoshen, let me ask you, have you been alone since you can remember?"
Song Yanshen nodded.
Zhang Chunxue continued to ask: "So from that time on, you couldn't speak?"
Song Yanshen still nodded.
Zhong Xiaoxiao and Song Yanze looked at each other and moved over together.
"Xiao Shen, you've been alone since you can remember, so how did you survive?" Song Yanze was puzzled. "If you can remember, you usually start when you're three years old, right?"
"How did you survive as a three-year-old?"
Song Yanshen's expression was a little confused, and then he shook his head.
He doesn't know, he really doesn't know.
Anyway, ever since he could remember, he had been wandering alone without speaking.
Over the years, he met many kind-hearted people who gave him food and kept him alive. Otherwise, he would have died somewhere long ago.
Zhong Xiaoxiao felt distressed: "Oh! Xiao Shen was so young back then! How did he survive that winter?"
Song Yanshen thought about it, exclaimed twice, then pointed to the kitchen, made a sneaky gesture, and made a haystack.
Song Yanze immediately understood and translated: "Xiao Shen said that he secretly ran into someone else's kitchen in the winter and hid in the haystack alive?"
He thought about it again: "Hmm... maybe he hides in other people's kitchens at night and in the haystacks during the day?"
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