The scumbag reborn to choose Bai Yueguang: He regretted it

After dinner, the old man became interested.

He took off the imperial green ring on his thumb that he had worn for many years and placed it on the coffee table.

The whole family was shocked when they saw the ring being taken off, not because of the value of the ring itself, but because of the meaning it represented.

This ring is a symbol of the person in power of the Qin family. The signal released by the old man taking off the ring is undoubtedly that he is going to choose a new person in power.

The selection is made through the grandchildren of the first and second wives.

“Grandpa will give you a question. Whoever answers it quickly and accurately will get the ring, okay?” The old man looked at the second wife and then at the first wife and made the decision.

Qin Xiao stepped forward and said, "Dad, aren't you being too hasty?"

The old man waved his hand and said, "It's just for fun, there's no other meaning, don't speculate."

Although he said so, everyone knew that the child who finally got the ring would definitely be recognized by the old man as the future successor of the Qin family.

So the second room immediately pulled Leo over and gave him strict instructions, telling him to do his best and not let down his guard.

On the other hand, in the first wife's house, Qin Yunlang and Qiao Zhixia were both very relaxed and didn't take it seriously at all.

Qiao Zhixia pulled Yibao over, bent down and said to him gently: "Yibao, you are my elder brother, are you willing to accept the test from my great grandfather?"

"What kind of test is it?" Yibao asked seriously.

"It's just a quiz game with Great Grandpa. It doesn't matter whether you know it or not. What matters is participation..."

When the second house heard Qiao Zhixia say this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Huilan muttered in a low voice, "How can a wild boy raised by a farmer be compared with Leo, who has always received aristocratic education?"

Although Leo loves to eat, he is also smart. One time, there was one less piece of waffle given to him than the previous one, and he noticed it immediately. He is not stupid.

Wang Shan and Qin Jibo also have confidence in their son and believe that he can bring honor to the second wife.

Because the children were still young, the old man only asked a simple arithmetic question at first, "A crab has eight legs. How many legs do three crabs have?"

After hearing this, Leo immediately started counting on his fingers.

Yibao used the multiplication formula his mother taught him and blurted out the answer: "Three times eight is twenty-four, so three crabs have twenty-four legs."

The eldest wife was not surprised at this at all. This kind of question was not challenging at all for Yibao and Yangzai.

It was the old man and the people in the second house who were secretly surprised. After all, the child was only two years old. Normally, a two-year-old child could not speak fluently, let alone the multiplication formula. Even if he memorized it, he would not know how to use it.

Except for Qin Jichen, everyone in the second house held their breath and looked at their precious baby who was still using his hands and feet to figure out the answer, and they all felt like they were slapped twice.

The old man looked at the precocious Yibao, and his cloudy eyes brightened up. He obviously realized that this kind of question was a bit too simple for Yibao.

"Then Grandpa will ask you a more difficult question. Listen carefully. There are eighteen chickens and rabbits in total, with a total of fifty-two legs. Do you know how many chickens and rabbits there are respectively?"

As soon as this question was asked, the whole family fell silent. They didn't expect that the old man would give a two-year-old child a question about chickens and rabbits in the same cage.

Qin Jibo sneered: "How can I answer this?"

Leo, who was still counting crab legs, became completely confused after hearing this.

Qin Yunlang also laughed. Although he had never taught the two little kids how to solve the chicken-and-rabbit-in-the-same-cage problem, they had played a lot of related mind-expanding games.

He looked at Haodaer and waited to see.

And Yibao did not disappoint his father. Facing the gazes of the whole family, he thought about it and calmly stated his solution.

"Rabbits have four legs, but chickens only have two. This is not fair. Let all the chickens spread their wings as their other two legs. That way, all eighteen animals will have four legs. 18 times 4 equals 72..."

Yibao's mental arithmetic ability once again surprised everyone, including Qiao Zhixia. Although she had taught him before, she was not disappointed that he could really learn it now. She did not expect that he could do it fluently.

“72条腿减去原来的52条腿，多出来的20条腿就是鸡翅膀，再用20除以2得出的10就是鸡啦，最后用18减去10得出的8就是兔子啦。所以鸡有10只，兔子有8只对不对？”

Yibao speaks eloquently and has clear logic, which is totally unlike a child under three years old. Even the old man finds his way of solving problems novel.

After personally calculating it using the old method and discovering that he was actually right, the old man and the second wife were both shocked.

Qin Jibo's heart finally settled down.

How does that little bastard know so much?

"Hahaha... great! The disciple is better than the master. My Qin family has a successor." The old man clapped his hands and laughed.

When Leo saw that Yibao stole his limelight as soon as he opened his mouth, he already felt that his hands and feet were not enough, so he immediately got angry and sat on the ground, rolling around and crying loudly.

"Kick him out... He's stealing my great-grandfather... Get him out..." Due to overnutrition, Leo was much taller and heavier than a two-year-old child. When he got angry, he would kick and thrash around, and no one could persuade him to stop.

"Dad, arithmetic is not Leo's strong point, so it's not fair to compare like this." Qin Xiao was afraid that the ring would be handed to Yibao soon, so he immediately stood up to fight for a chance for his grandson.

"Yes! You are choosing a successor to a business, not an accountant. How can accounting be that important?" Su Huilan also stepped forward to lobby.

"Then how do you think we should compare fairly?" The old man didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, the scales in his heart had already tilted towards the eldest wife.

"Let's compare calligraphy. Don't you always say that handwriting reflects the character of the writer?" Qin Xiao's eyes were full of calculation. His grandson had no other special talents, but he had some talent in calligraphy.

The old man looked at the eldest son and asked, "Has the child ever practiced calligraphy?"

"Yibao likes painting, and he has also practiced calligraphy a few times." Qin Yunlang replied.

The old man ordered someone to bring up two sets of writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone, and gave one to each of the two children.

He is very fond of calligraphy. He believes that writing can calm the mind and can also judge the writer's mind and character through the written words.

"Then each of you should write a few words for Grandpa Zeng to see..."

Yibao took the brush and stared at the snow-white rice paper with concentration. He took a deep breath and then began to write.

Although his writing style was immature, it revealed an unusual steadiness. Each stroke was powerful and smooth, as if he had long been accustomed to this way of writing.

At the same time, Leo also picked up the pen, but his movements seemed a little clumsy. He tried to imitate Yibao's writing style, but he was always unable to do so. His pen tip trembled on the paper, and the ink was sometimes thick and sometimes thin. It was obvious that he was not familiar with calligraphy.

The old man stood aside, his eyes scanning the two children. He looked at Yibao's confident and fluent writing style and couldn't help but admire it in his heart.

When he turned his gaze to Leo, his brows slightly furrowed. Although Leo tried hard to perform better, his writing skills were obviously not comparable to Yibao's.

"Good, good!" The old man finally spoke, with a hint of excitement in his voice, "Yibao, your handwriting is good, and it does have some charm. It seems that you are not only good at arithmetic, but also have a talent for calligraphy..."