"Dad, if I come first in this exam, will I get a reward?"
At the dining table, Zhao Xiaoxiao's cheeks were stuffed with breakfast, yet she still remembered to ask Jiang Siming for a reward.
"Isn't coming first a regular thing for you?" Jiang Siming muttered, noisily slurping his noodles.
"That's so hurtful. Then I'll deliberately stop coming first from now on, so you won't think it's only natural for me to come first." Zhao Xiaoxiao huffed.
Jiang Siming laughed helplessly. "All right, all right, I was wrong. What reward do you want?"
"First, tell me whether your word counts at home," Zhao Xiaoxiao asked.
Jiang Siming glared at her. "Are you kidding? When have I ever said one thing at home and meant another?"
"Hehe, I'm just afraid Mom won't agree to the reward I want. What will you do if you can't beat her in an argument?"
"Don't try to provoke me. If even I think the reward you want is too much, then forget it." Jiang Siming chuckled. The little girl was actually trying to provoke him.
Zhao Xiaoxiao pouted helplessly. "I just want to learn martial arts. It'll strengthen my body and keep me healthy. Is that too much?"
"What? Learn martial arts?"
"Yeah, from Mom Shengxue. But Mom Shengxue said you're the strongest, so I want to start learning from you this winter vacation."
Jiang Siming picked up some side dishes and ate them, his eyes fixed on Zhao Xiaoxiao's pretty little face.
"Tell me. Why do you want to learn martial arts?"
"To strengthen my body and help the weak."
"Speak normally."
"There's a big fat upperclassman at school who's always bullying the students in our class. I want to teach him a lesson."
"You still want to fight? Have you forgotten what you