Tears as big as beans fell, and Wen Jingyu couldn't help feeling distressed when he saw it.

But outsiders are still there, he can only say with a cold face: "Shishi, shut up."

Wen Junshi had not been scolded by her father in such urgent manner, and she became stunned immediately.

Wen Hanzhang pulled her sister's hand, pulled her to her side, and wiped her tears.

Xiao Bao clenched his fists and walked towards the boy.

The boy was startled and subconsciously hid behind his mother.

He was obviously taller than him and older, but he didn't know why he was afraid of the little meat dumpling in front of him.

Maybe his little phoenix eyes are too terrible.

"What are you hiding!" The woman frowned, and pulled her son out with apology, "Stand."

Xiao Bao stood in front of him and looked at him.

That glance made the boy fight a cold war.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hit you."

The boy licked his lips, but there was a missing piece of his teeth without front teeth, which was full of joy.

"No, it's okay."

"It's just that you bullied Shishi first, and you also have to apologize to Shishi."

Then, Xiaobao said again.

After he finished speaking, everyone present was stunned.

Obviously, no one expected him to say that.

A smile flashed in Wen Jingyu's eyes, and the eyes darkened as he looked at Xiao Bao's back.

The woman was embarrassed and pushed her son, "That, don't you apologize to Shishi yet."

The boy pouted his mouth aggrievedly and whispered: "Shishi, I'm sorry."

Wen Junshi glanced at Xiaobao and said softly: "It's okay."

"Madam, we will be responsible for the medical expenses of the young master." Wen Jingyu said.

The woman waved her hand immediately: "No, no, no, no."

"Old Chen, see off the guests." The next second, Wen Jingyu said in a deep voice.

"Madam, please."

"Uh, OK, OK."

As soon as the person left, Wen Junshi immediately ran over Wen Hanzhang and grabbed Wen Jingyu's sleeve, "Dad, you are so bad! Why did you ask Xiaobao to apologize! It was obviously not Xiaobao's fault!"

"Okay, try it, be good." Wen Jingyu comforted his daughter helplessly and looked at Xiaobao, "Xiaobao, can you tell uncle, why did you beat the brother just now?"

Xiaobao whispered, "I don't know either."

"Dad, Xiaobao likes watching the TV where two boys fight," said Wen Junshi.

Wen Jingyu remembered that there were indeed some videos of the teenage fighting competition at home. Could it be that I watched that one?

With a smile, he walked towards Xiaobao, bent over and picked him up, "Xiaobao, do you want to see it with your own eyes?"

As if he understood what Wen Jingyu was talking about, Xiao Bao's eyes lit up, and finally showed the child's expression of expectation, "I want to."

"good."

"Dad, what do you want to bring a small bag to see? I want to go too."

"Okay, go together."

...

When the car stopped, it was a military compound. Except for the internal cars, external cars are not allowed to enter.

A few people got out of the car, and soon someone came out from inside.

"Mr. Zhou."

The man was about 30 years old and was wearing dark green clothes.

Zhou Yanchen shook hands with him and called him Xiao Qin.

Xiao Qin smiled and greeted the people and took them into the training area compound.

While walking, he whispered to them: "It's Mr. Wen's house, and the young master has been at Mr. Wen's house for a long time. I have also visited it, and it is indeed."

Mo Xiran clenched Zhou Yanchen's fingers excitedly, and his eyes turned red.

Zhou Yanchen glanced at her side and clenched her fingers at the same time.

Standing at the door of Wen Jingyu's house, Xiao Qin stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

At that moment, Mo Xiran's heart rose to his throat and was very nervous.

Zhou Yanchen was also the same. Although he did not show it, the trembling of his fingertips still revealed his emotions at this moment.

Only Mo Xiran, who was holding his fingers, knew this emotion.

The door opened and the person came was a young woman.

She looked at the outsider, her eyes flashed with surprise, but her expression was instantly calm, "Who are you looking for?"

Zhou Yanchen said respectfully: "Hello, let's look for Mr. Wen."

The woman said softly: "Jingyu is not here."

She called Wen Jingyu, Jingyu, then her identity is...

Zhou Yanchen continued, "Madam Wen, did you bring back a boy a few days ago?"

Mrs. Wen's expression changed slightly.

This change did not escape Zhou Yanchen's phoenix eyes.

"We are the boy's parents."

After Zhou Yanchen said that, Mo Xiran couldn't help but ask in a hurry: "Is Xiaobao here?"

packet?

Mrs. Wen was surprised and the next second, she moved sideways away, "Please come in and sit down."

In the living room, after tea was served, Mrs. Wen said, "Sorry, Jingyu and the others have gone to the army. They are really not at home now. Do you think they are Xiao Bao's parents?"

His eyes fell on Zhou Yanchen's face, and Mrs. Wen felt thoughtful, "Xiao Bao also followed him to the army."

There should be nothing wrong.

Xiao Bao looks too similar to this person.

"Where is the army?" Mo Xiran asked.

It can be seen that she is very anxious.

"Mrs. Zhou, don't worry, wait for me to clean up and take you there immediately."

"Okay, OK, thank you."

Mrs. Wen nodded, got up and went back to the room to change her clothes.

Fu Mingrui looked here for a moment and said in a deep voice: "This lady is also quite like a general."

Shirai Castle nodded, glanced over Mo Xiran and then took it back.

Soon after, Mrs. Wen came out and said to the few people: "You can leave now."

...

On the playground, the trainees were shouting against the sun.

Boys are not resistant to this situation. Although Xiao Bao is still young, he is also the case.

The eyes stick to those people and cannot be moved away.

It seemed like he remembered something.

In this situation, who else has he told me that he will become a staff member when he grows up?

Who is it?

Wen Jingyu led them forward again, a small training ground, a group of children who were slightly older than Xiao Bao and Shishi, probably the same age as Wen Hanzhang, were also training.

Their average age is 8 years old and they came here a year ago.

Some are children in the army, and some are admitted.

This is a special training camp, and everything is strictly managed.

Xiaobao was very excited and his eyes didn't blink.

Wen Jingyu saw his like and whispered: "Do you want to get close to see?"
To be continued...