Qian Duoduo was filled with despair, while Zhouzhou was delightfully engaged in learning.
Suddenly, she looked up with her petite head and asked, "Big brother, can I start primary school earlier?"
Originally, Dad had said she could join the top class in kindergarten directly, but she consulted with her fifth and sixth brothers, realizing that she still needed to wait another year for the first grade.
"Can't wait?" Qin Ren lowered his gaze and asked the little girl.
Zhouzhou nodded earnestly and said, "I'm eager to earn scholarships."
A hint of amusement flashed in Qin Ren's eyes as he gently patted her head. "Alright, I'll arrange it."
Upon hearing this, Zhouzhou's eyes lit up. "Big brother has a plan?"
"Yes, in half a year, when you're almost six, it's not unreasonable to start primary school."
Indeed, she was already five and a half years old, not a mere three-year-old toddler.
With determination akin to pounding a pestle, Zhouzhou eagerly looked at Qin Ren.