"Little Niangao, you don't need to teach chicks how to crow; it's in their nature. They're just too small now. They need to grow up quickly before they can crow." Lin Xiaoguai didn't mention that only roosters crow, and that her chick might be a hen.
You can't dampen a child's enthusiasm.
Shen Chi shook his head at her imperceptibly, and sure enough, Little Niangao insisted stubbornly, "I know, but if I teach it more, it will learn. Just like I'm only four but I've learned more than Brother Junzi."
Lin Xiaoguai was silent. Should she praise her son's clear logical thinking or worry about his lack of common sense?
"Let's go shopping today," Lin Xiaoguai suggested after breakfast.
Shen Chi looked at her, "Do you want to buy anything?"
