"I want to," Song Yi Nan said solemnly.
Nan Hua rubbed the child's head once more. Right now, she felt that she was about to develop a hobby of rubbing a child's head.
"Let me see how much you know about those plants first."
"Is it important to know the plants to become a doctor?"
"Yes, because many medicines are made from plants. If you can't recognize the plants, how could you become a doctor?" Nan Hua asked rhetorically.
Song Yi Nan's eyes turned bright. "I know a lot!"
"Write them down."
"Yes!"
With that, Song Yi Nan started to write on the bamboo scrolls prepared for him. His writing was still a bit crooked, but it was still very good for a 4 year old child.
Beside him, Song Yi Liang was looking at his younger brother. He could read what Song Yi Nan wrote and blinked his eyes. He didn't expect that Song Yi Nan would know so much words at only 4 years old.
Even when he was at Song Yi Nan's age, he didn't seem to be as capable as his younger brother.
