"Sister, it's true. She's really amazing now. She's even apprenticed to learn kung fu." Zheng Ruidong said with a hint of jealousy, while rubbing his arm. His little sister's grip was really strong.

"Really?" Zheng Zhibei asked in surprise.

"It's definitely not cooked! Hahaha, I'm in fourth grade now!" Ting Nan said with some pride.

"What? You're in fourth grade? You're bragging! You're only eight years old. How old were you when you started school?" Zheng Ruidong jumped up.

"I just started school on September 1st this year. I passed the exam and skipped directly to the fourth grade!" Ting Nan said casually, sitting in her chair, swinging her legs, as if skipping a grade was as easy as drinking water.

Zheng Ruidong jumped three feet high and shouted, "Mom, Mom, Big Brother!" towards the two people who were busy in the kitchen.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" The older brother ran over with a knife and the mother with fire tongs.

"Mom, Mom, I heard from Nan that she's in fourth grade now. She skipped a grade and went straight to fourth grade, the same grade as me."

"Ah! Ting Nan, really?" Song Xiuying and Zheng Xiangqian couldn't believe it.

“It’s true! My grandma made me memorize the Three Character Classic, the Standards for Being a Good Student and Child, and the Analects of Confucius since I was little… and then she taught me to read and do arithmetic. Fourth grade was pretty easy for her. If my teacher hadn’t said I needed to study systematically and build a solid foundation, I would have already graduated from elementary school.” In front of her mother, older brother, and older sister, Ting Nan couldn’t help but show off, unlike her usual reserved self. “Little brother, I’m also learning a foreign language, one-on-one, and I have a wonderful and beautiful teacher.”

"Ah! Ah! Song Tingnan, I'm so envious and jealous, you've hit the jackpot!" Everyone laughed as they watched Zheng Ruidong jump up and down in a frenzy.

When Qian Shuzhen was mentioned, Song Xiuying believed it; her mother was indeed quite educated.

"Big brother, big brother, Ting Nan knows martial arts. She just... threw a punch, and it was amazing." Zheng Ruidong originally wanted to say that he had just been beaten down, but that would be too embarrassing, so he quickly changed his words.

"Ting Nan, really?" Zheng Xiangqian was now also excited. What man doesn't dream of being a martial arts hero? Especially "hooligans" like them. Hahaha, I didn't expect his sister to be such a master.

"Listen to Nan, listen to Nan, hurry up, show us what you've got!" Zheng Xiangqian was getting impatient.

"Stop, stop, don't shout, it's not good if others hear you." Song Xiuying was always cautious in her words. "Besides, your sister is tired from the journey, let her rest."

"Oh! Oh!" The two brothers nodded. Their mother was right; they couldn't let Tingnan cause trouble.

"Mom, brother and sister, my master did tell me that I shouldn't boast about my skills if they're not up to par. But I can teach you some basic skills and self-defense techniques in my room tonight, and I'll teach you other things next time I come back," Ting Nan reassured her.

"What, you're leaving again?" Zheng Xiangqian and Zheng Zhibei asked at the same time.

"She has to go to school, I guess she can only stay for one night," Zheng Ruidong, also a primary school student, muttered from the side.

"Oh! So soon?" We've only been together for a short time, and now we have to part ways. Everyone is feeling a bit down.

“It’s okay, brother and sister, I can come back during summer and winter vacations.” Nan said, taking out twenty yuan from his pocket and handing it to Song Xiuying. “Mom, this is from your eldest uncle. He told you to come back to your parents’ home more often when you have time.”

"Really? Your uncle really wants me to go back?" Song Xiuying couldn't believe it. Song Wanli had told her not to come back and bother Tingnan unless necessary.

"Really, Mom, my uncle rarely gets angry anymore. I have two younger brothers now, and my aunt is doing better too. When you have time, you can take your older siblings to visit Grandma and the others..."

Listening to Nan Tiaohao's words, she didn't mention a single thing about her running errands when she was just over six years old. It was all in the past, and there was no need to worry her mother.

"That's good, that's good. You two siblings can chat for a bit; dinner will be ready soon." Song Xiuying took twenty yuan and went into the kitchen. Was this from her older brother? It felt like a dream.

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