Ning Yunxi gave his son some vaccination first and said, "Mom doesn't know if she can do it well."

Son, don’t have too much expectations for your mother’s craftsmanship, as your mother is under great pressure. After all, your mother is not an expert in making clothes and needs to learn and sell it as soon as possible.

Leilei patted his mother's palm and encouraged her: Mom is fine~ I'm optimistic about my mother!

Ning Yunxi was worried and felt vain, but of course she was doing her best for her son’s new clothes.

Under Ximin's mother's teaching, Ning Yunxi first used a ruler and a pen to draw out some outlines of the clothes for the fabric to be cut. Ximin's mother took a soft ruler to measure Lei Lei's chest circumference and other indicators.

Leilei stretched out his little hands and looked curiously at the soft ruler the aunt was holding around her body. When Ximin's mother finished measuring and preparing to put away the soft ruler, Leilei stretched out her little hand to the aunt: I want to~ I'm very curious, want to see what it is?

Ximin's mother smiled and gave the soft ruler to the child. Then she turned around to look at the size of Ning Yunxi's painting and said, "Oh, Teacher Ning, you remember your son's measurements clearly, and it's exactly the same as me."

Ning Yunxi was a little embarrassed. As a math teacher, she measured her son’s measurements. She said: “I should measure him when he was sleeping, so it should be more accurate.”

The child moves around, so it is best and most accurate for mothers to measure their head circumference and body temperature when they sleep.

"No wonder he didn't know what the soft ruler in my hand was?" Ximin's mother said while laughing, and turned around and suddenly saw the child's sudden surprise.

Leilei got the soft ruler given by his aunt, and his little face was already solemnly studying it. He put the soft ruler rolled up by his aunt with his little hands, and put it flat on the ground. He bent down and looked at the numbers on the soft ruler with his small eyes: It turned out that it was 12345, and I understand what I can see.

"Leilee, do you understand?" Ximin's mother asked curiously when she saw the child bent to the ground and drilled a hole.

Leilei raised his little head and nodded seriously to the aunt. My master understood.

A group of aunts around him were all laughing from ear to ear.

Hearing that the aunts seemed to be laughing at themselves, Leilei hurriedly pointed at the number on the soft ruler and said with his little mouth: "This is 1, that is 2."

Oh, this kid really understands the numbers.

"Aren't you not going to kindergarten yet?" Several aunts asked, and children who usually don't go to kindergarten should not know anything.

"It's worthy of being Teacher Ning's son, and he knows how to count numbers." Ximin's mother and others said with emotion.

Leilei not only knows how to count, but also knows: "Three, angular, shape." The little finger of the baby was a triangle ruler that Ximin's mother had to use to draw the shape of her clothes.

A group of aunts dared not continue to laugh, all looking at the child in a shocked look.

Well, cough. My son's little tail is raised again? Ning Yunxi turned around and threw a hygienic eye to his son: I asked you to show off and wait for your father to clean up your little tail.

When she received her mother's eyes, Leilei immediately said to all the shocked aunts: "I don't understand."
Chapter completed!