Chapter 13 The difference between talent and genius
So next, when everyone was bored after eating, someone came to tease Zhu Pingan, and the one who took the lead at the beginning was my aunt.
"Brother An, come over to my aunt's place to play." My aunt sat there and waved to Zhu Ping'an to come over.
Again?
Although Zhu Pingan was reluctant, he still passed by. He had no choice but to let himself be a child, and the most important thing was that his mother was still watching with a smile. , there are so many relatives here, I don’t dare to give up here.
"Hello, auntie." Zhu Ping'an's chubby face was smiling, and his mouth was as sweet as honey.
“Brother An is so good.” My aunt smiled from ear to ear.
"Auntie, don't dare to praise him. This kid is very tough. He jumps up and down all day long. If you praise him again, he will go crazy." Mrs. Chen said belittling from the side. Zhu Ping'an said so with a proud smile on his face.
It’s tradition to belittle your children in front of others. Don’t take it seriously. Most parents just use polite words to belittle their children but actually praise them. The main purpose is to be modest and polite to make other parents happy. Of course there is. When parents say this, they also want their children to understand their shortcomings and not be proud in the future. In short, parents have good intentions, and Zhu Pingan is very clear about this.
"I really like Brother An's tightness. As a little boy, the more noisy he is, the smarter he becomes." For some reason, my aunt just likes this little nephew with a tiger-like head and a tough brain, and feels that he is very close to him.
The aunt fumbled around in her pocket for a while and then stretched out her hand, holding a silver bean in her left hand and two silver beans in her right hand, and began to tease Zhu Ping'an.
"Brother An, I just heard you say that you want to save money to marry a wife. My aunt will give you some sponsorship, but you can only choose one. Do you want the left hand or the right hand?" My aunt stretched out her hand and smiled. Ask Zhu Ping'an.
Zhu Pingan looked at his left hand, then his right hand, and was stunned for a while.
Silly you, Mrs. Chen is a little anxious. She must choose two silver beans. What is there to think about?
The eldest aunt wished that Zhu Ping'an would be pushed away, and her own Zhu Pingjun was pushed up. She thought that Zhu Ping'an was such a stupid kid, one or two, there was no need to think about it, everyone knew what to do with it. Two silver beans.
Zhu Ping'an didn't let everyone wait, and stretched out his paw in the expectant eyes of several people.
Huh?
Huh?
Hahaha...
The eldest aunt and the others were surprised at first, and then couldn't help laughing.
Because what Zhu Pingan just stretched out his paw to grab was his left hand, and he said I want the left hand.
My aunt was also very surprised. She held back her laughter and asked, "Brother An, why do you want the left hand?"
"My aunt's left hand is beautiful." Zhu Pingan answered willfully.
Mrs. Chen had a dark look on her face and almost wanted to beat up her silly son. This silly boy is usually very smart, but why did he get confused at the critical moment? Two silver beans are enough to sew most of his own clothes. Monthly wallet. Look how happy your aunt is, you little bastard, let’s see how I deal with you later.
For a time, Zhu Pingan's stupid choice of one silver bean instead of two silver beans spread throughout the yard as if it had wings.
This kind of news is so incredible that many people don't believe it. I really don’t believe it. After all, one and two are bigger. Even a rough kid who doesn’t speak well knows it. Therefore, Zhu Ping'an's choice made everyone feel that this was not true.
Such as now.
"Little cousin, come on, choose, which one do you choose?" The 8-year-old little cousin was leaning against her father and stretched out her two little hands to ask Zhu Pingan. This time it was a silver bean in her right hand. , two silver beans on the left hand.
Same as last time, Zhu Pingan once again chose a silver bean.
“Haha, look dad, I didn’t lie to you, my little cousin really chose a silver bean.”
The little cousin told her father that she felt that her little cousin was really a bit stupid.
Then, the second cousin also teased Zhu Pingan like this in front of other relatives of the second aunt's family. There is no doubt that Zhu Pingan once again chose a silver bean between a silver bean and two silver beans. beans.
Next came the second grandfather, the eldest aunt, the eldest cousin...
As if to confirm the birth of a fool, almost all the relatives in the family tried it, the rich ones The second grandfather and the aunt's family all have silver beans, and the eldest aunt and the fourth aunt in my family all have copper coins.
In short, everyone looked at Zhu Pingan with a satisfied smile as he chose one over the other, feeling a sense of intellectual superiority.
Especially the eldest aunt, who smiles so brilliantly and contemptuously that no one can tell the difference between 1 and 2. A person who lives to dig in the dirt still wants to go to school, so she should stop thinking about it as soon as possible.
As for Zhu Pingan, when others laugh, he laughs too, smiling like a fool.
Finally, Mrs. Chen couldn't help it anymore, and went up and grabbed Zhu Ping'an's arm. If there were no outsiders, he would have been pressed on his leg and spanked. You are such a shameful thing. Have a smile!
"You are stupid, why don't you choose two but choose one?!" Mrs. Chen took Zhu Pingan's arm and asked aggressively, making up her mind. If you can't answer, what will happen? , I definitely want you to look good!
"If I choose two, who will tease me?" Zhu Ping'an answered seriously with his chubby paws protecting his bulging pocket like a calf.
Choose one or two, this is also the difference between talent and genius. Talent chooses two, but genius chooses one.
Huh?
The laughter in the room stopped suddenly, and the expressions on their faces were very rich, especially those of the eldest aunt and the fourth aunt, who looked like they had eaten flies.
Ms. Chen couldn’t laugh or cry and slapped Zhu Ping’an on the buttocks, “What a joke, you’re too young to learn well and you’re greedy for money!”
On the surface, M.C. Chen hates iron but cannot make steel. , but mentally he was very proud, and glanced at the eldest aunt and the fourth aunt, "You were the ones laughing at my son just now, right? Can you still laugh now?"
"You're young, so older may not be better." The fourth aunt said sourly, which made Mrs. Chen roll her eyes. (End of this chapter)