She used to think Pei Ziheng was just a little smarter and more precocious than the average kid, but last night's perfect score made her realize that this kid's talent might be far beyond her imagination.

After breakfast, Shen Mingzhu took Pei Ziheng to the kindergarten to ask for leave, and then took him to the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University.

She was going to give Pei Ziheng an IQ test.

The reason why I chose Medical University is because it is the only Grade 3A hospital in Fengcheng. The test results from the best hospital should be more accurate.

Before registering, Shen Mingzhu consulted the nurse and learned that there were four doctors with relatively senior experience in the psychology department, three of whom were director-level and the other was a chief expert.

However, this chief expert was specially hired by the hospital and is only on duty for two and a half days a week. To make an appointment with this expert, you have to wait at least three months.

Shen Mingzhu immediately gave up the idea of ​​making an appointment with the chief expert.

She is just testing the IQ, not treating serious diseases, so an ordinary doctor will be enough.

However, the psychology business is so popular that even if you make an appointment with a general physician, you can only get an appointment three days later.

Three days is better than waiting for three months.

After registering, Shen Mingzhu took Pei Ziheng downstairs. As soon as they reached the stairs, they met several doctors in white coats.

Shen Mingzhu pulled Pei Ziheng to make way for the doctors.

The other doctors walked away, but one walked straight up to her.

The other person was wearing a mask and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. The shape of his eyes behind the lenses looked somewhat familiar.

"You don't recognize me so soon?"

The familiar voice made Shen Mingzhu look surprised.

"Yan Yi?"

"Fortunately, you didn't forget my name."

After joking, Yan Yi pulled down his mask and glanced back and forth between her and Pei Ziheng.

"Are you here to look for someone?"

This entire floor is a psychology department. Judging from the complexion of the mother and son, he didn't think they had any psychological or mental problems.

Shen Mingzhu told the truth.

Knowing that she wanted to give Pei Ziheng an IQ test, Yan Yi thought for a moment and said, "I'll ask for you. I think we can arrange a spot for you."

"Don't bother, I've already registered."

"It's no trouble. Just a word."

After Yan Yi finished speaking, he walked towards the registration window without giving Shen Mingzhu any chance to refuse.

Shen Mingzhu looked down at her son, who also looked up at her with his pretty little face.

Shen Mingzhu thought to herself: Forget it, since I’m here, it might be better to get the test results sooner.

Pei Ziheng stared at Yan Yi in front of the registration window, secretly annoyed: No matter how careful he was, he still couldn't prevent it. He actually encountered it in the hospital.

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Registration window.

Hearing that Yan Yi wanted to add an IQ test number, the receptionist was a little surprised, "Doctor Yan, for children under six years old, the intelligence test can be done at the Children's Health Department. There is no need..."

Yan Yi looked at the other person with a gentle expression, "Do you want me to give you my office?"

The registrar was embarrassed for a moment and immediately processed the registration procedures for Yan Yi as quickly as possible.

"Come with me."

Shen Mingzhu called Yan Yi and said, "You must be very busy at work, right?"

Yan Yi nodded, "A little bit."

Shen Mingzhu smiled, "We can go there by ourselves, you can go and do your thing, it's not good to keep you waiting."

Yan Yi looked at her for two seconds, smiled, handed her the registration form, pointed the way to her, and then left with his hands in his pockets.

Does Yan Yi have such a strong background in this hospital? Even the chief expert can cut in line? And he cut in line first.

Immediately, Shen Mingzhu did not dare to delay and took Pei Ziheng to the chief expert's office.

"Come in and take a seat."

Seeing Yan Yi sitting behind the desk, Shen Mingzhu was stunned for several seconds before she reacted.

"Are you a psychiatrist?"

Or the chief expert? Are you kidding? This was a bit offensive, Shen Mingzhu didn't say it out loud, she only dared to think about it in her heart.

However, Yan Yi saw through her thoughts at a glance. If he didn't even have this ability, he wouldn't have been able to sit in the position of chief expert in psychology.

"I'll tell you more about my profession later when I have the chance. I'll help Ziheng with the test first."

"good."

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Fifteen minutes later.

Yan Yi handed the test results to Shen Mingzhu, "Time is limited, I only gave Ziheng a primary test. According to the results, his IQ is between 130-150."

"Then he will be a freshman next semester. Is that a problem?"

Yan Yi smiled, "With his intelligence, there's no problem, but I don't recommend it. He's still young. For a child like him, a good growth environment and psychological quality are far more important than academic performance. Of course, this is just my personal opinion. It's up to you parents to decide what to do."

After a pause, Yan Yi asked again, "What does Ziheng's father think?"

"He, listen to me."

Shen Mingzhu's hesitation of no more than half a second was accurately captured by Yan Yi.

"Is your husband not home yet?"

Shen Mingzhu didn't want to talk about this topic, so she said a few perfunctory words, thanked Yan Yi with Pei Ziheng, and left.

When she passed by the registration window, she suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to pay the medical fee. She didn't want to go back to the office to find Yan Yi, so she simply gave the money to the registrar and asked him to help pass it on.

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In the next few days, Shen Mingzhu was struggling over whether to send Pei Ziheng to the first grade in the second half of the year.

Pei Ziheng himself had a strong desire to return to the first grade, and she had already promised him so.

But on the other hand, she also felt that Yan Yi's reminder made sense. She was worried that Pei Ziheng would not be able to get along with his classmates who were already seven or eight years old when he entered the first grade. She was even more worried that Pei Ziheng would be bullied.

Just when Shen Mingzhu was worried about Pei Ziheng's studies, Du Juan came to her house.

"Mingzhu, I have no choice but to come to you..."

After the family split up, the farmland was also divided up, with the two brothers getting their respective shares.

During the spring ploughing some time ago, Du Juan, who had tasted the sweetness of making money, was reluctant to give up her earning livelihood, so she and Shen Chaobei decided to divide the work between the couple. Shen Chaobei was busy with the spring ploughing at home, while Du Juan continued to sell egg cakes.

Although the couple did not have much farmland, it was still difficult for Shen Chaobei to cultivate the crops alone.

At this moment, Shen Xiangnan took the initiative to help.

As soon as the spring ploughing was completed, Qin Jinlian called Shen Chaobei over and asked him to teach Shen Xiangnan the craft of making egg cake.

The reason is that brothers should help and support each other. Shen Xiangnan helped them with the work in the fields, and now they should help Shen Xiangnan in return and make money with Shen Xiangnan, otherwise they would be heartless.

Qin Jinlian also instigated some relatives of the Shen family to come and lobby, and even Yang Lizhen's family members went to Shenjiagou every few days, begging the couple to give Yang Lizhen and the baby in her belly a bite to eat.

As time went on, the villagers who had originally supported Du Juan and her husband were gradually led astray and began to talk about the couple behind their backs, saying that they were selfish, cold-blooded and heartless, and that even their own brothers were unwilling to lend a hand.

The couple’s current situation in the village is no different from being roasted on a fire.

Wherever I go, people point fingers at me and gossip about me.

Du Juan kept wiping away tears, "Mingzhu, Chaobei and I really can't stand it anymore, so we can only come to you for advice."