"Little Li has two candies in his hands. Little Li's mom tells him the candies in his hands will—"
"Why are you talking about math problems with a child? Can he even understand?" Officer Wen complained, glancing over, then squatted down with a smile on his face, teasing his son's chubby chin with his finger.
It was lunchtime, and his wife had brought their child to the police station to see him.
"This is called prenatal education. What do you know, you chubby middle-aged man?" Officer Wen's wife rolled her eyes.
Officer Wen's eyebrows shot up as he stood up suddenly, causing his protruding belly to wobble, rippling: "How can you say that? What do you mean 'chubby middle-aged man'? I weigh only 130 pounds... And prenatal education is about cultivating interest before the child is born. What's this got to do with now?"
