Xiao Han held his breath. He knew that what his sister was about to tell him must be something very important.
Meanwhile, Mu Shuangshuang was observing Xiao Han's reaction. She had been pondering whether or not to teach him some simple characters before he started school.
This way, even if he started school in spring, the gap between him and the other children wouldn't be too large.
Especially since lately, Xiao Han had been holding onto the book "Zhou Rites" all day, which was enough to show that he liked reading. Sending him to school wouldn't go against his nature and preferences.
"If I told you, Xiao Han, that I really knew how to read, would you find it strange?"
Xiao Han nodded, then shook his head.
Reason told him that his sister shouldn't know how to read, but emotionally, in Xiao Han's heart, his sister was capable of anything, so it wasn't strange if she could read.
"Hmm, I'll tell you, but you mustn't tell anyone else, okay?"
