After the divorce, he regretted his ex-husband too much

"What's the matter? Why did you say it with such a serious expression? My mother panicked when I saw it. Are you going to tell us that you have someone you like, just like the second child?" Pei Qingyue said forcefully. 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 the happiest and warmest word in the world, but he lost it in the end because of his blindness.

"No!" Wen Shimo endured the severe pain in his heart, and said in a calm and authentic voice: "It's a job transfer, Shi Run has worked hard these days, and has fully familiarized himself with the company's business, so he can easily be competent for 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 went to develop in the political circles, establish deeper political connections, and escort the long-term development of the Wen family. "

When Pei Qingyue heard that Wen Shimo wanted to develop in the political world, she immediately stood up: "No, the political world is too deep, you can't go to the political world to develop. Our Wen family doesn't need to be rich, as long as the family is healthy and safe!"

Wen Zhengliang nodded, and looked at Wen Shimo kindly: "You want to protect the family, father is very pleased, but our Wen family has been in business for generations, and no one is in politics. We just need to be a conscientious and upright businessman. You don’t want to participate in the muddy water.”

"Your parents are right, the political world is not so easy to mess with, no matter how capable the little kid of the Gu family is, our Wen family is not a vegetarian either.

Now that your brother is dating Qiao Ran again, with that smart girl Qiao Ran around, and her influence, I believe the Gu family will not trouble us.

You don't have to think so far ahead, it's enough to develop the company well with your brother. "Mr. Wen said.

"Yes, yes, Ah Mo, grandma's health is getting worse and worse, and she might be gone one day. Don't leave, grandma doesn't want to see you for the last time." Mrs. Wen wiped her tears as she spoke.

"Brother, don't go, we can't bear you."

Wen Shiyan and Wen Shiyu also tearfully told Wen Shimo not to leave.

Seeing everyone's reactions, Wen Shimo's heart ached even more, as if someone had scratched him to pieces, breaking into a bottomless pit.

"The order is like a mountain. The transfer order has been issued. No one can be a deserter." Wen Shimo said as he took out a red scroll and placed it on the low table in front of him.

Pei Qingyue hurriedly stood up, picked up the red book and opened it. When she saw the golden words on it, she fell down on the sofa.

This is the transfer order of officials from the Beihong Kingdom, which states that Wen Shimo will be the fourth-level general in the Xixing theater and will arrive on June 6.

That is to say, I will report to the Xixing theater tomorrow.

The generals of Beihong Kingdom must arrive on time except for death and serious injuries.

Otherwise, they will be sentenced to ten years in prison, deprived of political rights for life, and their children will not be involved in politics within three generations.

Seeing the transfer order above, Wen Zhengliang picked up the teacup in front of him and splashed it on Wen Shimo's face, shouting angrily, "You brat, when did you apply for the transfer order? Why didn't you discuss such a big matter with us?" ? In your eyes, there are us elders?"

Some hot tea was splashed on Wen Shimo's face, and his skin was scalded, but to Wen Shimo, the pain on his face was less than one-thousandth of that on his heart.

Because he knew that this was his family's concern and reluctance for him.

Suppressing the tears in his eyes all the time, they gushed out along with the tea, Wen Shimo took advantage of the situation and wiped his eyes hard. ???.

When Pei Qingyue saw Wen Zhengliang pouring tea on her son, she was so angry that she picked up the tea in front of her and poured it on Wen Zhengliang's head.

"Who told you to splash my son's tea, scalding and disfiguring my son, can you bear it?"

"Daughter-in-law, you splashed well. You dare to scald my eldest grandson. If it weren't for the thermos in your hand, I would have splashed you in the face too." Seeing her son being splashed with tea leaves, Mrs. Wen not only didn't feel bad, but followed her daughter-in-law. Ask your son together.

"Mom, are you my real mother? Every time the two of you bully me together, it makes me feel like I'm intruding." Wen Zhengliang wiped the tea off his face and moaned in a funny and angry voice.

"That's right, you just cut the door backwards, and if you bully Qingyue's child, you're bullying me. If I don't peel your skin, I'll already give you face." Mrs. Wen said, looking at Wen Shimo with distressed eyes. : "Mo'er, is it hot? Does your face hurt?"

Thinking of the warm picture in front of him, which was the last time he saw it in his life, Wen Shimo felt that his body was tingling even when he was breathing.

"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 because my son is unfilial, and he also knows how protective and unfilial you are. I was willing to put my own child in danger, so I didn't tell you.

In fact, developing in politics is not only for the long-term development of the Wen family, but also for the fulfillment of my inner dream. Since I was a child, I have loved to fight against injustice, and I like to eliminate rape and punish evil.

When I joined the army, I hoped to use my fists and wisdom to sweep away all the darkness in this world. In the previous battle of Thunder Lion, I witnessed the tragic death of my comrades, so that I dare not touch the familiar scene again.

But this time to restart the Thunder Lion War, I personally avenged my comrades-in-arms. I want to go to the political world again and help them do what they want to do but can no longer do. I hope my grandparents, parents, and mothers can support me. "

Wen Shimo said it with deep affection, and Mr. Wen and others were also very emotional when they heard it.

"Well, you are an eagle destined to soar in the sky, we shouldn't imprison you in a small Ancheng, you can do whatever you want!" Mr. Wen took the lead in expressing his opinion.

"Brother, don't worry about flying. I'll take care of your family at home. When you get tired from flying, go home. You will always have a seat at home. I will never steal the limelight from your elder brother." Wen Shirun's eyes were rare and serious. Looking at Wen Shimo, he said.

"Brother, don't worry, I will obey my parents obediently and be filial to them." Wen Shiyu sniffed and said.

"Brother, after I graduate, I will find a job in Ancheng, so you don't have to worry about your family." Wen Shiyan said softly.

"Forget it, they all support you. If I object again, it will make me look like a villain. I don't want to stay at home. The man has ambitions everywhere. If you want to defend the motherland, eliminate evil and promote good, Dad is proud of you." Wen Zhengliang is full of air and authenticity.

"I won't stop you from going into politics, but can you work close to home? The Xixing theater is the most remote theater. Neighboring countries are eyeing us and have provoked us several times. Many people have died because of it. I don't want you to go there. Dangerous place."

"You don't go, I don't go, who will protect the motherland, who will protect the safety of the people? As a soldier, my duty is to protect the family and the people. I am fearless. The Xixing Theater is the place I have always wanted to go.

If my son can solve the border conflict between the two countries for nearly a hundred years, it will be a matter of infinite merit. Don't worry, mom, I will not let myself have trouble. "Wen Shimo said loudly.

Seeing what Wen Shimo said, Pei Qingyue nodded and stopped trying to persuade her.

"You go upstairs with me, mom has something for you, and when you go to the Xixing war zone and see it, it's like seeing mom."

Pei Qingyue got up as she spoke, followed 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, suddenly felt her nose sore, her eyes prickly, and she wanted to cry, but she forced the tears back.

She can't cry in front of her son, and she can't let him leave the house uneasy.

The western border war zone is too dangerous, she wants her son to go to the war zone without worry and realize his great ambition.

Wen Shimo followed Pei Qingyue into their bedroom and saw Pei Qingyue walk to the safe, enter the password of the safe, and take out a small safe from inside. After entering the password, there was an Eight Immortals box with the same password.

Wen Shimo's eyes darkened suddenly, and his intuition let him know that the meaning of this thing that was locked by several layers of insurance was beyond his imagination.