Lu Erxiong couldn't keep still; whenever learning was mentioned, he would wilt.
Dundun and Zhuangzhuang had already started reading and recognizing characters under the family's influence, practicing calligraphy. They both had good talent, especially Zhuangzhuang, who was outstanding, not inferior to Xibao and Fubao. But Lu Erxiong always thought about playing. Whenever it was time to study, he would disappear without a trace.
Looking at him like this, Feng Qingxue whispered, "Next year when he starts elementary school, he definitely won't pay attention in class."
He might be a little dummy when it comes to schoolwork.
But that's not right. He's not stupid; his mind is quite sharp. The unwillingness to study will surely result in bad grades.
Lu Jiang smiled warmly, "I think Erxiong will get better as he gets older. Don't worry, there isn't a single dumb kid in our family. Even if they don't study well when they're young, they'll catch up when they grow up."
