Zhan Lingtao stepped forward and held his sister in his arms again, "Jia Xuan, you must be a prodigy."
Originally, he thought Jia Xuan wouldn't respond, because how could a three-month-old understand? However, Jia Xuan did respond; she hugged Zhan Lingtao's neck tightly and giggled.
This action left Ou Lan and Zhan Moxiao dumbfounded. Oh my gosh, doesn't this seem unlike a three-month-old child?
Ou Lan turned to look at Zhan Moxiao, "Honey, could our daughter really be a prodigy?"
Zhan Moxiao chuckled, "Maybe, possibly."
Being able to sit, roll her eyes, hug people, and giggle is nothing special; she just developed a bit earlier than most children, so the family wasn't too shocked.
Then they all went to the dining room to eat.
It's the weekend, so Zhan Lingtao doesn't have to go to school, allowing him to fully enjoy playing with Jia Xuan. While eating, he held her and personally prepared the milk to feed her.
