Even though he was somewhat dissatisfied with his mother for being pregnant again, he couldn't allow others to question her!
"Not only can my mother write, but she can also draw and do arithmetic! She can calculate account books clearly without an abacus, and ten people outside can't compare to my mother!"
Di Xuan grew more and more proud as he spoke.
"Is your mother really that good? She mentioned last time that I should go to the village school with you after the New Year. I'm still hesitating whether it's better to go or not..."
Zhang Yun had a look of struggle on his face.
Little Ying beside him hurriedly tugged at Zhang Yun's clothing: "Brother Zhang Yun, my mother taught me to read too! I know more than 200 characters! Brother Zhang Yun, you promised to protect me in the future, but how can you protect me if you can't read?"
YingEr's words made Zhang Yun take the matter seriously for the first time: "YingEr, you really know more than 200 characters? Is it true?"
