"What's the matter? Why did you say it with such a serious expression? Mom was so panicked. Are you, like the second child, telling us that you have someone you like?" Pei Qingyue forced her hand.
Asked with a relaxed smile.
Wen Shimo looked at the worry in Pei Qingyue's eyes, and felt a sharp pain in his heart. He should have been the happiest and warmest person in the world, but in the end he lost it because of his blindness.
"No!" Wen Shimo endured the severe pain in his heart and said in a calm voice: "It's a job transfer. Shirun has worked hard these days and is fully familiar with the company's business. He can easily handle the company's work.
So I redistributed our work, he was in charge of the internal affairs, I was in charge of the external affairs, and I developed in the political circles, established deeper political connections, and safeguarded the long-term development of the Wen family."
When Pei Qingyue heard that Wen Shimo wanted to develop in politics, she stood up immediately: "No, the political world is too deep. You can't develop in politics. Our Wen family does not need to be rich and powerful, as long as the family is healthy and safe!"
Wen Zhengliang nodded and looked at Wen Shimo kindly: "Dad is very pleased that you want to protect the family, but our Wen family has been in business for generations and no one is in politics. We just need to be a conscientious and honest businessman. In politics,
It's troubled, so you don't want to get involved."
"Your parents are right, politics is not easy to get involved in. No matter how capable that kid from the Gu family is, our Wen family is not a vegetarian either.
Now your brother is dating Qiao Ran again. With that smart girl Qiao Ran here and her influence, I believe the Gu family will not cause trouble for us.
You don't have to think so far ahead, just stay in the company and develop the company well with your brother." Mr. Wen said.
"Yes, yes, Amo, grandma's health is getting worse and worse, and she may die one day. Don't leave, grandma doesn't want to miss you for the last time." Mrs. Wen said as she wiped away her tears.
"Brother, don't leave, we can't bear to leave you."
Wen Shiyan and Wen Shiyu also told Wen Shimo not to leave with tears in their eyes.
Seeing everyone's reactions, Wen Shimo's heart ached even more, as if someone had scratched him to pieces and turned him into a bottomless pit.
"The orders are like a mountain, and the transfer orders have been issued. No one can be a deserter." Wen Shimo said, taking out a red scroll and placing it on the low table in front of him.
Pei Qingyue quickly stood up, picked up the red volume, opened it, and when she saw the golden words on it, she suddenly fell down on the sofa.
This is an official transfer order from the Beihong Kingdom. It says that Wen Shimo was appointed as the fourth-level general of the Xixing Theater and arrived on June 17.
That is to say, I will report to the Xixing Theater tomorrow.
The generals of Beihong Kingdom must arrive on time, except for those who are killed or seriously injured when given an order.
Otherwise, he will be sentenced to ten years in prison, deprived of political rights for life, and his children will not be allowed to participate in politics for three generations.
When Wen Zhengliang saw the transfer order, he picked up the tea cup in front of him and threw it on Wen Shimo's face, shouting angrily: "You brat, when did you apply for the transfer order? Why don't you discuss such a big matter with us?
?In your eyes, are there us elders?"
Some hot tea was also poured onto Wen Shimo's face, causing his skin to burn. But for Wen Shimo, the pain on his face was less than one thousandth of the pain on his heart.
Because he knows that this is the concern and reluctance of his family for him.
The tears that had been holding back in his eyes spurted out along with the tea. Wen Shimo wiped his eyes hard naturally.
When Pei Qingyue saw Wen Zhengliang pouring tea on his son, he was so angry that he picked up the tea in front of him and poured it on Wen Zhengliang's head.
"Who asked you to pour tea on my son and burn him to disfigure his face? Can you bear the responsibility?"
"Daughter-in-law, you are very good at splashing. If you dare to scald my eldest grandson, if it weren't for the thermos cup in your hand, I would splash you in the face." Seeing that her son had tea leaves thrown all over his head, Mrs. Wen not only did not feel distressed, but followed her daughter-in-law.
Let’s question our son together.
"Mom, are you my real mother? Every time you two team up to bully me, it makes me feel like I'm stepping in." Wen Zhengliang wiped the tea on his face and roared in a funny and angry voice.
"You're right. You just cut in the door. When you bully Qingyue's children, you bully me. If I don't skin you, I'll already give you a lot of face." Mrs. Wen said, looking at Wen Shimo with distressed eyes.
: "Mo'er, is it hot? Does it hurt your face?"
Thinking that the warm scene in front of him was the last time he would see it in his life, Wen Shimo felt that his body was tingling even when he breathed.
"It's not hot, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all!" Wen Shimo said and looked at Wen Zhengliang: "Dad, I'm sorry, I didn't discuss it with you in advance. It's my son who is unfilial. He also knows how protective and disrespectful you are.
I didn't want my child to be in danger, so I didn't tell you.
In fact, entering the political field is not only for the long-term development of the Wen family, but also to fulfill my inner dream. I have loved fighting injustices and punishing evil since I was a child.
I joined the army in the hope that I could use my fists and wisdom to sweep away all the darkness in the world. In the previous Battle of Thunder Lion, I witnessed the tragic death of my comrades, which made me afraid to touch familiar scenes again.
But this time I restarted the Thunder Lion War and avenged my comrades with my own hands. I just want to go back to politics and help them do the things they want to do but can no longer do. I hope my grandparents can support me."
Wen Shimo spoke with deep affection, and Mr. Wen and others were also very moved when they heard it.
"Well, you are an eagle destined to soar in the sky. We should not imprison you in a small Ancheng. You can do whatever you want!" Mr. Wen took the lead in expressing his stance.
"Brother, you can fly with peace of mind. I will protect your family and business at home. When you are tired from flying, go home. You will always have a place in the family. I will never steal the limelight from my elder brother." Wen Shirun looked at him with a rare serious look.
Looking at Wen Shimo, he said.
"Brother, don't worry, I will listen to my parents and be filial to them." Wen Shiyu sniffed and said.
"Brother, after I graduate, I will find a job in Ancheng. You don't have to worry about your family." Wen Shiyan said in a gentle voice.
"That's all, they all support you. If I object again, it will make me seem like a bad person. My son is too old to stay in the middle, and my son is ambitious in all directions. You want to defend the motherland and eliminate evil and promote good. Dad is proud of you."
Wen Zhengliang is full of integrity.
"My mother won't stop you from joining politics, but can you work close to home? Xixing War Zone is the most remote war zone. Neighboring countries are eyeing us and have provoked us several times. Many people have died because of this. I don't want you to go there.
A dangerous place."
"If you don't go, and I don't go, who will protect the motherland, and who will protect the safety of the people? As a soldier, your duty is to protect your home and people, without fear. The Xixing Theater is where I have always wanted to go.
If my son gets there and can resolve the border conflict between the two countries that has existed for nearly a hundred years, it will be a matter of infinite merit. Don’t worry, mom, I won’t let anything happen to me.” Wen Shimo said in a loud voice.
Seeing Wen Shimo say this, Pei Qingyue nodded and said nothing more.
"Come upstairs with me. Mom has something for you. When you go to the Xixing War Zone and see it, it will be like seeing your mother."
Pei Qingyue stood up as she spoke, followed closely by Wen Shimo.
When going upstairs, Wen Shimo held Pei Qingyue's arm and pulled her up the stairs together.
Pei Qingyue, who was being held by Wen Shimo's arm, suddenly felt her nose sore and her eyes were astringent. She wanted to cry, but she forced the tears back.
She couldn't cry in front of her son, and couldn't let her son leave home without worry.
The war zone on the western border is too dangerous. She wants her son to go to the war zone without any worries and realize his great ambition.
Wen Shimo followed Pei Qingyue into their bedroom, and saw Pei Qingyue walking to the safe, entering the safe's password, and taking out a small safe. After entering the password, there was an Eight Immortals Box with the same password set inside.
Wen Shimo's eyes suddenly darkened. He knew intuitively that the thing locked by several layers of insurance had a meaning that he could not imagine.