"Brother, Zhuangzhuang turns five this year, and these days I've noticed his smarts are quite adequate. The village elementary school is enrolling next month, I think we should let him attend the Yu Hong class this year, right?"
These days, kids going to school are quite free-spirited. Regardless of whether there are adults at home to watch over them, four or five-year-olds can run all over the village, and some can even help out with chores.
Unlike in the future, where several parents eyes glued on their child, counting the days until kindergarten, wishing they could send them off to kindergarten sooner to get a few days of relaxation.
Nowadays, these parents, when they think of schooling, they see their kids are already seven or eight years old.
Qin Han had clearly not considered this point, as he glanced at his son, who was writing at his desk, "Can he do it?"
