Sure, here is the translation:
The next day.
"Hey? Hey!"
"Huh? What?"
Yan Weiwei took a bite of the bun in her hand.
"You've been staring blankly at Xiao Yu since just now, and now while eating breakfast, you're looking at the chef instead of the bun?"
Meng Lang snapped back to reality, realizing the three people at the table were all staring at him in a peculiar way.
"Cough! It's nothing, I'm just thinking about Xiao Yu's education.
People say the education provided by the country for children can show us what the future of this country looks like.
I seem to see a unique future in Xiao Yu..." he said, almost wistfully.
"A unique future... wasn't it just a set of learning software..." Yan Weiwei rolled her eyes at him.
"No, Sister Weiwei, it's really awesome, whatever you ask it, it knows..." Xiao Yu weakly defended the uncle.
