"Nonuo, you...forget it, let's divide the colorful lotus seeds into piles according to the colors."

Qian Yizheng didn't want to say anything about the little milk baby, so he greeted his younger brothers and began to sort the piles of colorful lotus seeds on the table cloth according to the colorful colors, each pile has seven, seven different colors.

After a while, everyone divided the colorful lotus seeds, and when they looked closely, there were seventy-one piles.

"The pond in Niangqin's space is producing more and more colorful lotus seeds."

Qian Yizheng couldn't help but sigh with emotion, however, so many colorful lotus seeds were all taken in by Nuonuo, I don't know if my mother would want to cut Nuonuo after she knew about it?

"Seventy-one piles, there are six of us, and each of us gives..."

Little Nuonuo stretched out ten fingers, ready to divide the seven-color lotus seeds equally among everyone, but he, who can only memorize but does not count, really has no way to divide the seven-color lotus seeds evenly with only ten fingers.

"Tsk, it's so difficult!"

After a long while, he lowered his two chubby hands with his mouth flattened, but soon, he regained his energy, raised his head and set his eyes on the third brother An Yilu.

"Third brother, do the math, you can definitely figure it out!"

He will never forget that his third elder brother is a child, so it must be a small problem after such a calculation!

"puff!"

Qian Yizheng and the others laughed at the same time.

"Let you learn more in normal times, it's all right now, you can't even count these colorful lotus seeds, can you?"

"Can you blame me? I usually memorize enough books, and I still need to practice. I almost squeezed out the time for breastfeeding. It's not enough."

Nuonuo didn't take it seriously, anyway, he just doesn't like arithmetic, so don't let him learn it.

"And Uncle Wei Na told me that when I grow up, these are trivial things, and I don't need to learn them, so I don't need to learn them at all!"

He said bluntly and confidently.

Qian Yizheng and others: "!"

It can be regarded as knowing why the little milk baby is so hard to learn. It turns out that there is one who hinders him.

The next time Mother talks to him, he must sue him, making Uncle Wei Na so unreliable, and telling Xiao Nuonuo everything he shouldn't say, that's all right now, there are a lot of reasons why he doesn't want to learn up.

"Little Nuonuo, it's wrong for you to do this. My aunt told me that if we don't study hard, we will be sold by someone in the future, and we will have to help count the money!"

An Yizhou patted Xiao Nuonuo's shoulder and said earnestly.

Although he is not a few years older than Nuonuo, he also knows the importance of learning. In the future, they will travel in various planes. If they can't even count the number of enemies in front of them, wouldn't they be doomed?

"Think about it, what if a large group of enemies appeared during our practice, and the six of us were divided into several enemies on average, and you couldn't even count how many enemies you got, then what should we do? "

"Huh? Is there such a thing?"

Little Nuonuo's eyes widened, and she looked at Fifth Brother puzzled.

"No, no, I won't be confused. When my father and mother fought with each other before, there were one hundred and one thousand people on the other side. Nuonuo counted them very clearly!"

This is true, the little milk boy can know nothing, but counting the number of enemies is very clear.

"Um?"

Qian Yizheng and his brothers squinted their eyes at the same time, looking at the little milk baby.

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