The children used to call him the eldest grandson, but he was very angry. Now he calls him Uncle Ye, and he feels a little awkward. He wants them to call him dad, but he doesn't know how to speak.

Maybe, we should get the parent-child relationship closer first...

"Have breakfast quickly." Feng Qianxue put the freshly ground black coffee in front of Ye Zhenting.

"Thank you." Ye Zhenting took a sip of coffee, looked up at the children, and asked tentatively, "Why don't I take you to kindergarten?"

"Really?" Yueyue was overjoyed, and her beautiful and delicate little face raised a bright smile, "That's great, I agree!"

"I agree, too." Longlong raised his little hand and said excitedly, "Mommy is usually busy and doesn't have time to send us to kindergarten. Every time I see other children sending me a gift from her, I am so envious."

Feng Qianxue felt a little ashamed when she heard these words. She really rarely went to pick up and drop off the children. She thought the children would not care. Now she realized that they would also envy other children.

"Uncle Ye, won't it delay your work?" Chen Chen thought a lot.

"No." Ye Zhenting responded, then ordered Ye Hui, "Go and prepare."

"Ah?" Ye Hui was stunned. He didn't know what to prepare. He just took the children to kindergarten and told the driver that he could just say it? What else should I prepare?

"How many children do you have in your kindergarten?"

Ye Zhenting chatted with the children while drinking coffee.

"Ah? This problem is very difficult."

Yueyue twisted her braids and pouted her mouth and thought seriously, but she couldn't find the answer.

"I only know that there are 19 classmates in our class." Longlong swallowed a little pig bag and pouted his greasy mouth and said, "There were originally twenty, but since Si Mufeng transferred to school, there were only 19 left.

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"Oh!" Ye Zhenting nodded.

"I know." Chen Chen took a sip of juice and calculated with his fingers, "The kindergarten has small classes, middle classes, large classes, four grades of preschool classes, seven classes of one grade, twenty students in one class, a total of 560 students.

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After a pause, he added, "Then, there are five teachers in each class, a total of 140 teachers."

"You are so smart!"

Ye Zhenting was very surprised. This child not only had high emotional intelligence, strong logical thinking, but also had first-class arithmetic. He was a three and a half years old, and analyzed the situation and calculated the data. He was skillful and smooth...

What a little genius, worthy of being his son Ye Zhenting!

"Thank you." Chen Chen was used to such praise and asked lightly, "Uncle Ye asked what this is for?"

"Because the stupid uncle behind me doesn't know how to arrange it."

Ye Zhenting glanced at Ye Hui coldly.

"I understand, I understand."

Ye Hui nodded quickly. He finally understood what Ye Zhenting meant, "I'll prepare now."

He saluted the big and small masters at the dining table, and then hurriedly left.

"What's the situation?" Feng Qianxue was confused.

"Don't worry." Ye Zhenting picked up a pig bag for her, "You will rest at home today. After two days of health, I will take you out for a walk."

"Yeah." Feng Qianxue nodded with a smile. She never knew that Ye Zhenting also had such a gentle and considerate side. He chatted with the child and sent the child to school. Everything was well arranged...

She doesn't need to worry about it at all.

"What else do you like except logic and arithmetic?" Ye Zhenting continued to chat with Chenchen.

"Technology." Chenchen was stirring the vegetable porridge in the bowl. "I like to play with electronic products. Grandpa provided me with a computer to let a foreigner teach me English and simple knowledge every day."

"Simple?" Ye Zhenting raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, in the first few days, I thought what he taught was very interesting, but later I thought it was too simple, and I always dozed off in his class..."

Chenchen beat him up, looking tired.


Chapter completed!