His eyebrows raised in delight as he bragged to Old Man Zheng, "Brother, my daughter has been smart since she was little, especially fond of studying. Look at her, skipping three grades to jump directly into the fourth grade, and she can still score full marks."
Old Man Zheng listened and laughed along, praising, "Oh, Mianmian is really a little genius. At such a young age, she can already top her class. She will surely get into high school and become a worker."
Jiang Mianmian felt somewhat embarrassed by the praise and tugged at Jiang Changhai's arm, whispering, "Dad, let's go home."
Jiang Changhai remembered that his family was waiting for them to return home, and he nodded repeatedly, "Yes, we should hurry back and show your grandparents how capable you are!"
Thinking his daughter was walking too slowly because of her short legs, he immediately squatted down, "Come on, Mianmian, Dad will carry you home."
"Dad, I'll walk by myself for a while."