Aunt Tong quickly cooked the glutinous rice balls and brought them out, calling them over to eat. Li Zhiqian picked up Yanling and talked to him, "I heard from your dad that you're skipping to fourth grade next semester?"
Yanling wrapped his arms around Li Zhiqian's neck, yawned, and said, "Yeah, I took the end-of-semester exam for fourth grade, got my report card before the New Year, all perfect scores, and the principal agreed to let me skip a grade."
Li Zhiqian was proud, "Our little Yuan is really amazing, just like your dad, a prodigy from a young age."
Yanling knew that Li Yeqi also skipped grades when he was a child, so he said, "I'm his son; if I were too dumb, people would doubt I'm his biological child."
"Hahaha…" Li Zhiqian laughed out loud, turned to his reticent brother, and said, "Xiaoqin, your little Yuan is really interesting, I told you not to worry, he will definitely be okay."
