Chapter 231: Convince the little buns

The two buns are so afraid that they don’t want to listen to their explanations. Yan Ruirui and Ling Jingxuan are both helpless, but they have to say that they don’t want to be in the little guys. The seeds of resentment are buried in the heart, and they do not want them to be so sad.
"Xiaowen, Xiaowu, don't you believe that you are embarrassed? If your father wants to leave, why don't you be willing to calm down? Listen to us and talk about it?"
The two exchanged their eyes, or Ling Jingxuan came forward to convince them, the two buns heard the tears and looked at them. After a while, they sullenly nodded, and they were still resisting. Ling Jingxuan reached out and pulled them into his arms. He wiped his tears and said: "Xiaowen, I think you have already guessed it, my father's identity, today I officially tell you about it. Your father's full name is Yan Ruirui, the familiar prince who is familiar with the war. He is not only the most noble prince of the Daqing dynasty, but also the patron saint of the people. He has the responsibility and obligation to protect the land of the Daqing dynasty and protect the people of the Daqing dynasty. He belongs to the battlefield."
Although he can use his love to imprison his actions, even let him stay away from the battlefield, but he does not want, Yan Ruirui never forced him to do anything, he always let him do whatever he wants, so he also Will not force Yan Ruirui to change for him, he will return with his children here to wait for him to come back, and he believes that his children will understand.
"Is the prince the king of the general?"
Ling Wen lowered his head and clenched his fists without speaking. Instead, the little buns hanged his tears and looked at his father. His ambition was to be a general. The invincible prince is undoubtedly his idol. He dreams of seeing him. He wants to go with him to kill the enemy. Now he said that his father is a prince, then he can't get it?
"Well, sorry for my son, my father didn't mean to take advantage of you. My identity is special. If people know your existence, you will be exposed to danger, at least if I have not officially brought you back to Beijing to recognize the ancestors. Before, I would not expose my identity to the outside world. This time I asked for it because someone leaked the news of my disappearance, and the enemy had to make a big intrusion into the border. In any case, I have to come forward to meet this coming. A large-scale war, and I have to win. When I return home, I can take you to the capital. Do you miss Chu Shu and Yan Ge? They live in the capital, and you can meet every day, so Don't you cry? Father is not willing to leave."
Reaching out and picking up the little buns and sitting on his lap, Yan Yurui looked at the big buns and said, if he can choose, why is he willing to leave at this time? Compared with them, his disappointment is more and more concentrated, but he can't. Once the three countries' armed forces have joined forces, it will not be solved by him when they come forward. They can't be stronger than one enemy. Moreover, on national strength. The East and West countries are no worse than them, even better. He is even more arrogant. He is not a versatile person in the high position. Sometimes he will make some helpless choices. This is the reality.
I don’t know if the two buns are unintelligible or unwilling to accept. No one spoke. Ling Jingxuan was keenly aware that Ling Wen’s tight little hand seemed to be loose. He quickly pulled him and said persistently:
Xiaowen, you should I have heard the drama, and I have heard Mr. Zhang tell about the war. When the enemy committed, the first thing to suffer was the military officers and soldiers at the bottom of the army. At that time, I don’t know how many children will lose their parents forever. How many parents will lose their children forever. Now, only the father can come out to resolve this disaster, can stop more people from being victimized, and the price is that he will leave us for a few months, Xiaowen Xiaowu, don’t you think, follow Compared with those who died, are we already very happy? I know that you have always been afraid that your father will leave us as before. I have no news. I really want to tell you about this, my father. Will leave us, because he was harmed by others, I don’t know your existence at all, if he knew that he had two such sensible things. Son, how could you be willing to leave you? The current situation is very different from before. First, the father’s departure is time-limited. When the younger brother is born, he will come back. Second, let’s Home is not the same as the previous anecdote. Now, who dares to insult us? Third, I firmly believe that my father’s love for us will never be as open as it used to be, and will not change. As before, so Xiaowen Xiaowu, don't be afraid, don't be embarrassed, stay with your sister at home and wait for your father to come back?"
He doesn't know other people's children, but his children believe that they can understand what he is saying. They have always been like this. Isn't it? In the past, they were able to accept the sensible and sensible things.
"But Ling Wen opened his mouth and looked down at his father's distressed eyes and eager eyes. After a long while, he almost whispered: "But we can't bear the father..."
"I can't bear it!"
In the next second, Ling Wu also shed his tears into Yan Xiaorui's arms and whispered. They could accept his departure, but they could not stop the growing disappointment in their hearts. After all, they were only children of five or six years old. Really as rational as adults.
"Stupid son, do you still remember what you said? The temporary parting is for a longer time. Do you not want your father to be the hero of the aggressor? You try to imagine that after a few months, my father will return. Everyone will know that you are the son of a hero, and you can see Chu Shu and Yan Ge, so what a wonderful thing?"
Seeing that his son finally loosened, Ling Jingxuan smiled and put Ling Wen up on his lap, but the little guy quickly slipped again, and he frowned and looked like a sigh: "Hey, you are now with your brother, I can't sit on your lap anymore, and don't hold us in the future."
After the lesson, the old man, after waiting for him to refute, Ling Wen stunned and turned to Yan Ruirui: "Father rest assured, we will take care of you and your brother, but when your brother is born, you must come back, no more words!"
At the end of the day, my eyes couldn't help but red, and I was still a child. It was a good thing.
"Well, I promise you, definitely come back before the production, Xiaowu, you don't want to regenerate your father's anger?"
Yan Ruirui distressed and pinched the little face of the baby son. To be honest, he was really afraid that they would always cry for him. Fortunately, the children are sensible. After telling them the reasons, they accepted it, but it was difficult. It’s just a cover.
"But I want to go to the enemy with my father!"
"what?"
Ling Wu looked at them and looked at them innocently. Yan Yanrui Ling Jingxuan and Ling Wen all couldn’t help but be dumbfounded. They seriously doubted whether they had got it wrong. The five-year-old little buns wanted to kill the enemy. ? Just kidding, they managed to make him a white and tender meat buns from the dried buns. It really made him go to the army. I am afraid that when I came back, it would not be a rotten buns or a black lacquered charcoal?
"No, this is definitely not working."
Yan Ruirui, who first responded, first objected, and his son had the awareness on the battlefield. He said that he was very happy. He was a father, but he was too young to say that he would not let him go to the crime. .
"I can't do it for you? I can do it well. I have learned all the skills and tricks my father taught me. I have learned half of the scholastic skills of Sugi, and I can definitely fly over the wall of the house. It will be a big deal. Father, you are an adult, I am a kid, they are definitely not my opponent."
Ling Wu wrinkled the brow of a brow, and he called it, that is, the degree of painting the gourd. As for the light work, it is said that it can be a little higher than others. Ling Jingxuan can not help but cry and laugh. He thought that everyone else was like him. When he was five years old, he remembered going to the battlefield.
"Small Wu is noisy, his father is going to fight. If you fight, you will die a lot of people. You are still young and can't go. Didn't you say when the uncle left before? We can only go out after we grow up."

It is a good thing to have aspirations, but it is obviously too naive to be too naive. Ling Wen can't help but pull him like a little old man, and let him not be wrapped up with his father. Although he is young, he knows that it is not their age. Can play.
"but"
"Well, Xiaowu, my father and my brother are right. You are still too early to fight. Now, I still have a younger brother in my stomach. It is sad enough for my father to leave. Is it necessary to deepen your envy? Don't you?"
Seeing what he still wants to say, Ling Jingxuan hurriedly stopped him, otherwise he might not have finished.
Ling Wu looked back and forth to his stomach and then his father, and he was cruelly struggling inside. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said to Yan Ruirui: "Well, this time, with my brother, I can’t leave my beggar, I have to wait for my father. My brother is born, this time I will not go with my father, but my father, you promise me, I will take me anyway next time, I will also go with you to kill the enemy and become the same general as you."
His expression, as if it was a great sacrifice, Ling Jingxuan Lingwen and his son both shook their heads with agility and laughter, but Yan Ruirui’s serious hand reached out and sweared at him: "Well, I promise you."
This time, he is holding a fatal blow to the invaders. It is necessary for them to dare to commit crimes for at least three or five years. After three or five years, the children are also big, and taking him to the side to play is not a problem. This is Yan Ruirui's idea, but what he didn't expect was that when he stepped on the border again, his little buns could be more than just 'playing'.
"Okay, I will leave tomorrow morning, or you will sleep here tonight."
With this pair of stupid fathers and sons, Ling Jingxuan shook his head helplessly, and finally got the two buns perfectly, although they will definitely be sad for a while.
"What? Going tomorrow morning? Then you tell us now?"
Wen Yan, Ling Wen suddenly sharp eyes, the tone instantly pulled up eight degrees, Ling Jingxuan brain black, can not help but look at the baby son, afraid that he seems to say the wrong words?
"Haha." Seeing, Yan Ruirui laughed with a small buns, and Ling Jingxuan glared at him. He was so embarrassed to laugh. If it weren't for him, how could he be beaten by his son? The soul is light and will not help him to say good things in the future.