"Yes, we just came back. There are some chores at home recently. If you have time, please bring Panpan to my house." Wen Wan was the one who spoke. Tan Enshuo started to practice silence. He was like that. He had a lot of knowledge, but when it came to talking, he couldn't say a word.
The three of them were sitting in the living room talking. Panpan and Xingxing were sitting on a blanket next to them. This blanket was brought from Panpan's grandfather's house. Although Panpan liked his grandparents, he refused to stay there overnight. Song Zhi didn't have time to go back to pick him up after his evening class. There was no way Panpan had to stay at his grandmother's house. When Gu's father and mother had time, they would come to visit and take the children out for a play before coming back.
Xingxing saw that Panpan was not very flexible when putting the puzzle together and always made mistakes. Although they were the same age, Xingxing looked much more steady. He frowned tightly and waited for a long time, but Panpan still couldn't put the puzzle together well, so Xingxing wanted to lend a hand to help.
Seeing this scene, Song's mother said in surprise, "This child is really smart."
Normally, my grandson seems to be very clever, but when he is with this child, he seems just an ordinary one.
"This is not cleverness, it's the early bird. We have started to let our son learn a long time ago, and now he can write from one to ten. That's not all, he has been playing with things like puzzles for a long time. I hope he can be as happy as Panpan. The most important thing is." Wen Wan looked at Panpan's lively appearance and wanted her son to be like this. She didn't ask her son to be very good or what kind of university he could get into in the future. The most important thing was to be happy now.
It turns out that practice makes perfect. Song's mother was no longer envious. She still hoped that her grandson would be happy, have fun when he was old enough to play, and study hard in the future. "You say that, but how many children can really learn? It's Xingxing himself who has perseverance."
Tan Enshuo agreed with this statement, "He has been obedient since he was young."
There was no further words after he said this. This was his ability to be frugal with words.
"He looks like a well-behaved child." Mother Song smiled as she looked at the two dolls playing next to her.
They quickly put the puzzle together. It would be more accurate to say that it was put together by Xingxing alone rather than by the two of them, with Panpan making trouble on the side.
After the puzzle was put together, Panpan immediately took it to show his grandmother. Xingxing did not argue with him, but sat quietly on the blanket.
Mother Song looked at the puzzle her grandson handed to her. Why did she feel that the child was so domineering now? "Take out the building blocks your father bought you. Don't you know how to build a house?"
Panpan tilted his head and thought about it, not knowing what his grandmother was talking about. Mother Song knew that he didn't know. The child didn't like playing with building blocks. Xiaojin spent a lot of money to mail these building blocks back from abroad. She was heartbroken at the time. How could she buy such an expensive thing for the child, which would cost dozens of dollars casually.
After asking carefully, I found out that it was my daughter's idea. She said it was good for improving intelligence and would allow the child to have more ideas in the future.
This is just nonsense. It's not a panacea. If it were really so magical that everyone bought it, it would just be an excuse for you to spend money indiscriminately.
Song's mother stood up and took out a bag, then poured the building blocks inside onto the blanket. Xingxing's eyes lit up when he saw these things. He had never seen such things before.
Panpan, on the other hand, was not interested. Although there was an instruction manual, he didn't know how to read it. The first time his father built a house, he accidentally broke it apart. After that, he didn't like playing anymore.
"This is..." Tan Enshuo was very curious when he saw this thing. He was not a short-sighted person and his family was wealthy since he was a child, but he had never seen this thing before.
"This thing is called building blocks. My son-in-law bought it from abroad. He says it can improve intelligence. I think it's quite funny. He just wants to fool old people like me." Mother Song told the two people as if she was telling a joke.
Wen Wan was making children's toys at the time. The moment she saw the building blocks, her expression was stunned.
Among the gifts she brought this time was a toy car made in her own workshop, which she tinkered with herself. In fact, their workshop mainly makes rag dolls and dolls. They wanted to make building blocks, but they had no machinery and no raw materials.
Tan Enshuo walked closer to take a look, but didn't understand it for a moment. He then carefully read the instructions, and the more he looked, the brighter his eyes became. This thing was indeed a good thing. Xingxing played with it without even raising his head.
She had no idea that her father was squatting next to her. It was the first time Xingxing did this.
Panpan was sitting on the blanket, feeling bored. When she turned around, she saw her uncle squatting beside her. Her eyes lit up and she said, "House."
What he meant was to ask the uncle to build a house for him. The little guy was not polite at all. Tan Enshuo smiled, picked up the building blocks and followed the instructions. He was very slow at the beginning, but as he watched and studied, his movements gradually became faster and faster, and soon he built a house.
"Wow!" Panpan doesn't know how to play because his father is not here. His father can make the same thing, but he hasn't seen his father for a long time. Finally, an uncle came and made an even bigger one than his father's.
Xingxing looked at his father with admiration, and the child looked at him with starry eyes. Why did Tan Enshuo suddenly feel more proud than a successful experiment?
Soon it was noon, and Song's mother wanted to keep them at home for lunch before leaving, but Wen Wan refused, "Auntie, let's come over and play when we have time. We can cook quickly when we go back."
In just a few hours, Panpan and Xingxing had become good friends. It might be one-sided on Panpan's part. When Xingxing left, Panpan refused to let him go and held his hand tightly, with an aggrieved expression on her face.
This made Wen Wan feel a little embarrassed. She was also very puzzled as to how the friendship between the two little ones, who both spoke incompletely, could progress so quickly. She also understood her son's actions and her son was unwilling to leave.
"Xingxing, be obedient. Let's go home first and come back to play with Panpan later, okay, Panpan?"
Song's mother was not at home at the moment. She went into the house and got a bag of snacks for Xingxing, which were all Panpan's milk candies and peach cakes. There were not many things, but it was a thoughtful gesture.
"Give this to Xingxing to eat."
"Auntie, no need." Wen Wan quickly refused. She came here to give gifts, so how could she have the nerve to take things and leave.
"These are for Xingxing. They are just Panpan's snacks. They are not worth much. Please don't refuse them."
After hearing this, Wen Wan felt embarrassed to refuse and could only accept it and thank him.
After the family of three left, Panpan was still standing at the door, looking at their receding backs, which made Song's mother feel that he was very lonely.
"You little guy, come on, let's go cook with grandma." Mother Song held him in her arms and patted the little guy's back as if to comfort him.
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