"Thankfully, I can send all of you to early childhood school after the summer break."
"San Bao is going to school?" San Bao's eyes lit up and she raised her voice. She was thrilled. "Going to school! San Bao is going to school! San Bao will rank first like Mom!"
Er Bao sighed, patting San Bao on the shoulder to comfort her. His tone was regretful and sorry. "San Bao, you can give up your dream of ranking first. I will be in the first place." He was the closest to his mom. He would be the one who always ranked first like her. San Bao was too delicate. She would not be able to rank first.
Da Bao arched his eyebrows. His silent demeanor was similar to his father, Zhai Sheng. He was only three years old but he already resembled his father's temperament.
Although Da Bao did not say anything, Qiao Nan could tell from his expression that he was saying that he would rank first. The two little brats should not waste their efforts to fight with him.
