Tongtong looked at him innocently, "Eight hundred and twenty-seven? Are your ears bad?"
The man selling pigs felt embarrassed by his words, then reacted, looking at Liu Chunsheng, "This is your grandson? How old is he? He can count faster than I can dial a keyboard."
"You... you mean my grandson is right?" Liu Chunsheng looked incredulous.
He thought the child was just saying it casually, but he didn't expect it to be correct.
Liu Yifeng, standing beside them, also widened his eyes, looking at his son's innocent gaze. Although he had heard the weight of each pig, he hadn't calculated the total weight.
But his own son had accurately calculated it, making him a math prodigy?
"He's right, but it could also be a coincidence," the pig seller said, not thinking of Tongtong as a genius. After all, such a young child might not even be able to count to a hundred, let alone add hundreds to hundreds.
But just as he was about to calculate the total price, Tongtong's words completely stunned him, "It's a total of four thousand eight hundred and thirty-eight yuan and one mao."
With a half-believing attitude, the pig seller used a calculator to check twice, and the result was exactly the same.
"My goodness, Old Liu, your grandson is a genius! He calculated a price that even adults couldn't figure out."
"Hahaha, of course, my grandson is the smartest," Liu Chunsheng laughed heartily.
Even though he didn't know how the child calculated it, his grandson had brought him so much face; how could he not be happy?
"This child needs to be nurtured well. He will surely have a limitless future!" The pig seller envied Liu Chunsheng for having such a smart grandson.
Liu Yifeng then held Tongtong's little hands, suppressing his inner excitement, and asked, "Tongtong, can you tell Daddy how you calculated it?"
"I just calculated it naturally. It's all very simple. I can calculate even more complex things," Tongtong's words made Liu Yifeng completely unable to remain calm.
It was one thing to have an extra son, but he turned out to be a genius son.
After seeing the pig seller off with his pigs, Liu Yifeng eagerly tested Tongtong, "Tongtong, since you say you can calculate complex things, can Daddy test you?"
"Daddy, you can test me. I'll definitely get them all right," Tongtong said while chewing on a bun, his expression incredibly childish.
If they hadn't heard it with their own ears, no one would have believed that Tongtong could calculate the total price of the pigs and be so capable.
So, he came up with a more difficult problem to test Tongtong.
"Daddy asks you, what is one thousand six hundred divided by twenty-five?"
To his surprise, Tongtong answered without hesitation, "It's sixty-four. Daddy, this is too simple."
Liu Yifeng opened his phone calculator and found it was indeed sixty-four.
So he asked an even more difficult question, "Then what is one thousand and twenty multiplied by one hundred and sixteen point six?"
This was a bit more complex, but in just a few seconds, Tongtong calculated it, "It's one hundred and eighteen thousand nine hundred and thirty-two."
"Yifeng, quickly calculate if Tongtong is correct," Liu Chunsheng asked impatiently.
Liu Yifeng used the calculator and calculated it three times, then was dumbfounded, "Dad, it's correct."
"Hahaha, my grandson is truly a genius, our Liu family is going to produce a top scholar!" Liu Chunsheng exclaimed with joy, even using vulgar language.
After speaking, he even picked up Tongtong and kissed him several times on the face.
"Dad, don't scare Tongtong," Liu Yifeng said quickly, seeing his son's somewhat resistant expression.
Only then did Liu Chunsheng put Tongtong down and try to calm himself, "I never expected my grandson to be so smart. From now on, I'll let those who mocked us know how accomplished my grandson Liu Chunsheng is."
"Dad, don't be too ostentatious in the village about Tongtong's math skills. Some people can be very jealous," Liu Yifeng said, as human hearts are unpredictable. He didn't want his son to be targeted just because he was smarter than other children.
"Don't worry, Dad knows what he's doing." Liu Chunsheng also understood the meaning of "a tall tree catches the wind."
Just last year, the richest man in the village leased a large pond and raised hundreds of thousands of fish fry.
He was then envied, and someone poisoned the fish to death. They still haven't found out who did it.
Therefore, it was better to keep some things low-key, but he was genuinely happy about how smart the child was.
"Tongtong, Grandpa will go kill the old hen at home right now to replenish your brain," Liu Chunsheng said cheerfully.
"Thank you, Grandpa. I want a big chicken leg," Tongtong said with a greedy look.
"Okay, okay, all the chicken legs are for Tongtong," Liu Chunsheng said, putting the money from selling the pigs into his pocket, and then went to slaughter the chicken.
"Dad, be careful with the money, don't drop it," Liu Yifeng reminded him.
"Don't worry, it won't drop," Liu Chunsheng replied without looking back.
After his father left, Liu Yifeng turned his gaze to his own son, "Tongtong, you're so good at math. Does Mommy know?"
Tongtong shook his head, "Mom doesn't know. She rarely asks about my studies. She just tells me to learn from my tutor."
"Then who did you learn math from?"
"No one taught me. I learned it on TV."
Hearing this, Liu Yifeng exclaimed, "Genius!" Not just a genius, but a genius among geniuses, to be so self-taught.
"Tongtong, is there anything else you're particularly good at?"
"I can also paint, write calligraphy, play the piano, use a computer, and... and..."
Watching the little figure counting on his fingers, Liu Yifeng's smile gradually faded. He realized that he wasn't as capable as a three-year-old child.
Besides using a computer, he couldn't do anything else.
This also made him wonder how Cloud Duor could be so deluded as to give up such a cute and all-around son for the sake of being a celebrity.
Since she didn't know how to cherish him, he would cherish him.
"Tongtong, you are truly amazing. When Daddy earns money, I will definitely give you the best education." Even geniuses need acquired learning.
Otherwise, like Fang Zhongyong in ancient times, he had extraordinary talent, but without later learning, he eventually became ordinary.
"Daddy, don't you have money?" Tongtong asked a very poignant question.
Liu Yifeng: "..."
Before he could figure out how to answer, Tongtong's voice rang out again, "Tongtong has money. Tongtong can support Daddy."
Liu Yifeng thought Tongtong was referring to his savings from previous years and pocket money, so he smiled and said, "How can an adult use a child's money? Moreover, this is your savings, Daddy can't use it."
But Tongtong's next words made Liu Yifeng's heart surge, "But this is money I earned!"
"You earned it? How did you earn it?" Liu Yifeng found it hard to believe that a three-year-old child could earn money.
But he underestimated his son's intelligence. It wasn't until Tongtong took out his savings passbook that he had to believe it.
"Daddy, look, this is all the money I earned. It's two million in total."
As Liu Yifeng counted the balance on the passbook over and over again, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably.