"Manbao, if there's something you did not do well, and someone calls you clumsy or not smart, how would you feel?"
Yi Meng didn't directly say the child was wrong.
She's still too young. Saying it directly might not be effective and might make her think that her mom doesn't love her.
Upon hearing this, Qi Manman's big eyes immediately widened: "Mom, Manbao does everything really well! It's impossible for her not to be smart!"
"But, what if?"
Yi Meng pulled the little girl next to her: "Like cooking, for example. If you cooked and it didn't taste good, and someone said you were clumsy and didn't do well, would you be angry or sad?"
"I..."
Qi Manman opened her mouth, wanting to say that she wouldn't even cook.
But seeing her mom looking at her so gently, Qi Manman swallowed her intended words, thought carefully, and then replied, "Mom, then I would definitely be very unhappy. But, but mom, why does Manbao have to cook?"
