Chapter 11: I'm Going to Die

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"Wood!"

The game of flipping square pieces and recognizing characters was not at all challenging for Cen Huai'an. He flipped one and pronounced one, and not a single character was wrong.

Chu Xia finally realized the gap between a genius and an ordinary person. She looked silently outside, clearly hearing the three children from Sister Li's house loudly arguing over something.

As for Cen Huai'an, he had already become addicted to the square piece flipping game, enjoying himself. After flipping, he would shuffle the order and flip again, and his eyes always sparkled.

From this, it can be seen that he had really never played games before.

"Mom, do you want to recognize more characters?"

"I won't recognize more. I'll teach you to count."

She had also worked as a tutor, and teaching children who don't get the hang of things is simply exhausting.

At that time, she fully understood why some parents online were so irritable and chaotic when tutoring their children.

Luckily, Cen Huai'an was not like that!

"I can count, 1234..."

Cen Huai'an counted to ten, scratched his head, and couldn't continue.

"Who did you learn from?"

"I don't know; I've heard a lot of people talk about it."

Chu Xia was no longer surprised. After all, he was a genius; it was quite normal.

"I'll teach you the rest." She immediately changed her strategy and taught him to write as well.

Today, she had bought some pencils, and Cen Huai'an was happy at first to write on paper with them. He felt it was like a game—very fun.

But as he continued to write, he started to get annoyed.

"I've learned it, and I don't want to write anymore."

This wasn't as fun as the character-flipping game. If you wrote a character crookedly, you had to erase it and start over, and it took a long time to fill a page.

Chu Xia discovered another flaw in him: impatience and an inability to sit still. It was quite normal for children to have this issue.

"After you finish this sheet, I'll give you something delicious to eat."

This caught Cen Huai'an's attention. What he loved most now was when his mom mentioned something delicious.

So he sat up straight again, pursed his lips, and wrote seriously. If the characters were crooked, he would erase them and rewrite them without Chu Xia having to say anything.

When he finally finished writing a whole page of characters, he immediately looked at Chu Xia with anticipation and said, "Mom! I've finished writing! "

Chu Xia smiles, nods her head, and stuffs something sweet into his mouth, different from sweet candy.

"Is it delicious?"

Cen Huai'an nods his head with a "mmm", He licks his lips to recall the flavor. his eyes looking at Chu Xia, waiting for her to stuff him with another one.

Chu Xia clapped her hands and stood up. "No more; this is Pagoda Candy, used to kill the worms in your stomach; you can't eat more."

Kill worms? How does it kill them?

Cen Huai'an stared at his stomach, as if he could see a little person with a knife hacking and slashing at his stomach, killing all the worms.

During the midday nap,

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