"No way? My mother taught me when I was so young. Didn't your mother teach you?"

"It doesn't matter if you haven't heard it. I can tell you that what this sentence means is that you should not make judgments easily before you know the whole truth."

"You don't know me, nor do you know my mother, yet you accuse me of lying and even accuse my mother of spoiling her child. Aren't you afraid that you might lead your own child astray by speaking so recklessly?"

Although Pei Ziheng is young and his voice is childish, his words are sharp and to the point.

It is human nature to watch the fun and eat spectators’ food. When they saw the dispute, many parents and children gathered around.

More than a dozen pairs of eyes fell on that person at the same time, with a look of gossip, as if they were laughing at her for not being able to speak to a child.

The man's face turned red with shame, and he looked at the mother and son with a strange look in his eyes.

"Are you really in the first grade?"

"certainly."

The man suddenly understood, "Ah, I see, you are a dwarf?"

This is the only reason. How else can we explain that a child who looks only seven or eight years old is already in the first grade of junior high school? Unless he is physically disabled, he may look short, but he is actually not young.

Without waiting for Shen Mingzhu and Pei Ziheng to respond, the man laughed loudly, "No wonder this child looks so mature, he is actually a dwarf!"

This is the final word for Pei Ziheng.

After hearing this, the people around looked at Pei Ziheng with strangeness and sympathy.

Such a handsome boy is actually a dwarf.

What a pity.

Some timid girls stepped back subconsciously, as if Pei Ziheng was something scary.

Some boys looked at Pei Ziheng as if he were a monster, and some even called him "dwarf".

Shen Mingzhu was furious and started to yell at the man: "Are you mentally ill? You said my son is a dwarf, and I said you are mentally retarded! You have two eggs under your eyebrows, and you can only blink but not see?"

The man's face turned green and red. "Your son is already in the first grade of junior high school, but he is so small. If he is not a dwarf, what is he?"

"I thought you looked like a winter melon, didn't you? My son is seven years old, 1.35 meters tall and weighs 50 kilograms. What's wrong with that?"

That weird guy laughed, "Oh, are you willing to tell the truth? Everyone has heard it, her son is only seven years old, but she insisted that he is in the first grade of junior high school. Is it possible?"

Everyone around them laughed and pointed fingers at the mother and son, obviously thinking it was impossible.

The man was even more proud and confident, "The younger one lied, and the older one covered up for her. Tsk tsk, how can a child raised by such a tutor be a good person? Everyone, open your eyes and don't let your children play with her children, lest they be led astray."

Shen Mingzhu seriously suspected that she did not check the almanac before going out today, otherwise how could she have met such an idiot.

She was too lazy to argue with him, so she lowered her head and comforted her son, "Ziheng, today I will teach you another lesson. Don't argue with fools, and don't argue with villains. Arguing with bad people and bad things will only make you fall into the quagmire. The smartest thing to do is to stay away from it and ignore it. Remember?"

Pei Ziheng nodded, "Remember, Mom."

But the man was unhappy, and he put his hands on his waist and yelled at Shen Mingzhu: "Who are you calling a bad person? How good are you? I have seen many mothers like you, who will spoil their children blindly and make them lawless. When the children grow up, they will also be social scums."

Shen Mingzhu sneered at the man, "My son scored 347 points in the junior high school entrance exam. May I ask how many points your son scored? If my son is a loser, then what is your child?"

The man was stunned, then sneered: "You are bragging without thinking. The total score is only 350 points. How can your son get 347 points?"

"Just because your child can't pass the exam doesn't mean others can't either."

"Yes, it was even in the newspaper. I think his last name was Pei, Pei something."

"Pei Ziheng!"

Zhao Yun's voice rang out outside the crowd.

Then, he squeezed in, wiping the sweat off his forehead, and asked curiously: "Aunt Mingzhu, Ziheng, what are you doing? Why don't you go to school?"

"This kid's last name is Pei. Could it be that he is the number one in the city this year?"

Zhao Yun didn't know what happened earlier. When he heard someone asking about it, he immediately put his arm around Pei Ziheng's shoulder with pride and said, "Yes, this is my good brother Pei Ziheng. He got the first place in the city in the entrance exam to junior high school."

As soon as these words were spoken, the attitude of the people around them towards Shen Mingzhu and Pei Ziheng suddenly changed 180 degrees.

"After all this time, it turns out that he is the top child prodigy in the city who was promoted from primary school to junior high school this year. Sister, you taught this kid well!"

"This child is fair-skinned, calm, and speaks in an orderly manner. It's easy to tell that he's extraordinary."

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"I heard that he only studied in primary school for two years, but he completed all the courses from grade one to grade six. If my child were half as smart as him, I would wake up laughing in my sleep."

Those students who previously viewed Pei Ziheng as a monster now all stared at him with starry eyes filled with admiration and respect.

He started junior high school at the age of seven, and ranked first in the city. How amazing!

The parent who called Pei Ziheng a scum had a face that kept changing from red to orange, yellow to green and blue, which was very interesting.

While no one was paying attention, the other party tried to escape with the child, but Shen Mingzhu would not let him go so easily and grabbed him.

"Sister, you dare to say that my son is a scumbag? I guess your child is better than my son. I wonder how many points your child got in the exam. Tell us about it so that we can learn from him."

You call the best student in the city a loser, so how outstanding must your child be?

Faced with countless mocking and ridiculing looks, the man's old face turned blood red.

"If you had said earlier that your son was the best in the city, everything would have been fine. It's all your fault for not making it clear."

Shen Mingzhu laughed angrily, "I told you my son is in the first grade of junior high school, but did you believe it?"

People around also spoke up for Shen Mingzhu. After all, who wouldn't want to be on good terms with a child prodigy's mother?

"I told you that the child is in the first grade of junior high school, but you refused to believe it and even laughed at the child for being a dwarf! How wicked!"

"You should apologize to the child. He is such a good child, but you said that to him."

"That's right, you have a child of your own. If your child was said like that, what would you think?"

The man was scolded by everyone until his face turned red and he had to apologize to Shen Mingzhu and her son.

The show was over, but the parents who were watching did not disperse. They continued to praise the mother and son and asked for advice on how to teach children.

Everyone wants their children to be successful. Even if they can learn a little bit from Shen Mingzhu, it will be worth it if they can help their children become successful.

…

At the gate of the elementary school not far away, Zhou Hui's eyes lit up when she saw Mrs. Liu, who had ignored her, looking at Shen Mingzhu, who was surrounded by stars, with great interest. (End of this chapter)