Prodigy

Xia Fan pouted unhappily. A moment ago, he was still all smiles, but now he was frowning. This child was only born a few months ago. Could he understand what the adults were saying?

Sister Feng had taken the time to teach Qiao Mei a lot of things about how to bring up a child and what parents should do at every stage of a child's life.

At this age, children could only recognize people they saw every day. They only knew when they were hungry and when they were sleepy. Sometimes, they did not even know that they were hungry. They only knew that they were not feeling well and would cry to express the discomfort.

"You… you allowed yourself to be taken away on purpose?" Qiao Mei asked as she stared at Xia Fan.

Xia Fan nodded happily. The look in his eyes seemed to be saying, "Praise me, Mom". Qiao Mei was completely dumbfounded. She did not expect this child to be a prodigy! In that case, Xia Xing probably could also understand what the adults were saying.