Jiang Mianmian, having heard such praises many times before, had become immune to them and no longer felt embarrassed as before.
She cracked sunflower seeds without making a sound, knowing that the villagers were just looking for fun and good cheer; it wasn't very important for a child like her to respond.
Having her parents there was enough.
"Oh, auntie, don't we have an old saying, 'Dragons breed dragons and phoenixes breed phoenixes, sons of a rat can dig holes'? My daughter's ability to study so well must be inherited from me and my wife's intelligence. It really doesn't have much to do with how she is taught," Jiang Changhai said with a face full of pride, making everyone want to smack him.
"You scoundrel, even daring to tease your own aunt!" the woman who had first asked about how to educate children pretended to be angry as she scolded.
Their back-and-forth banter kept everyone in the room laughing non-stop.
