After learning about Ling Chenghu’s end, Yan Yurui’s Ling Jingxuan is just a mocking smile. The evaluation of a word is superfluous. Even Ling Chenglong has no indication, just cold. The face clasped Ling Wang's hand. In the afternoon, Ling Jingxuan did not go up the mountain according to the usual practice. He stayed at home and cleaned the wild fruit and made jam with Ling Wang's Shui Linger.

Because the children will come back when they are almost squatting, they usually start dinner at three o'clock, and the time is almost the same. Ling Jingxuan greets Ling Wang and others to rest and also get up and go to the house to change clean clothes, with Yan Ruirui Station. They came back at the door and other small buns.

"Hey? Two wolves are still looking forward to them. They waited at the doorstep early and saw the two appear. The wolf screamed back and yelled twice, and they greeted them.

"Do you think they are more savvy than people?" Ling Jingxuan, who walked side by side, turned his head and smiled at Yan Ruirui. After playing the little buns, two of them stood at the door almost every day, and most of them did not. The way is so heavy.

"After you brought them back, the two children took them with them, and they didn't drop them when they were delicious. It would be normal for them to be so grateful. The beast's loyalty is much higher than that of people."

Holding his hand, Yan Yurui looked at the two little scorpions and said, most of the beasts are convinced, who is who they are, not like people, no one can fill their glutties, the more they get. If you want more, the ambition of desire will always be as difficult to fill as the bottomless pit.

"Yu Yi Ling Jingxuan smiled and didn't pick up the words. After a while, the horseshoe sounded loudly on the avenue. Two wolves screamed and rushed out. After receiving the carriage, they sang like it. The left and right ran back.

"Call!

The carriage stopped in front of them, and the old Song looked at the two people. They jumped out of the car and opened the curtain. The little buns that used to be excited and rushed out for a long time did not disappear. The two looked strangely at the same time. When they were ready to go to check the situation, under the leadership of Ling Wen, four small buns came out one after another, and the old Songs took them off the car one by one.

"Xuan Xuzi, you punish me, I did not protect the three little masters."

Song Xiaohu suddenly cried and fell in front of Ling Jingxuan. After seeing the obvious scratches on his face, Ling Jingxuan’s light sank and reached out to pick up the heads of the other three people. Each person’s face had different weights or scratches. The bruises don't look like adults, but they are a bit like a child's masterpiece.

"It’s not his business, hey, those people are too odious, ridiculing Chu Shu Yan brother is an orphan, but also said that we are no one wants a wild child, learn two words to install noble, I am angry Just fight with them, hey, you have to punish me." Ling Wen took the first two steps to protect other people, raised his eyes with tears, and looked at him with grievances. He knew that the fight was wrong. He just can't stand the bullying of his brother and the iron baby.

"No, I am the first to do it. Brothers are just helping me."

Upon seeing it, the little buns quickly waved his hand and rushed to admit the mistake. The iron baby also got out from the other side, bowed his head and said with pity: "Dry, I am also wrong."

"Xuan Xuzi, not the little master, is that I did not protect them??"

"No, is it me?"

"it's me.

Ling Jingxuan Yan Ruirui has not spoken yet. The four little buns have quarreled with each other in order to take responsibility. Ling Jingxuan raised his hand and rubbed his painful temple. Didn’t he say that they should be held accountable? At least let him know about the situation first, the little buns in the potholes, and he has a headache.

"Xuan Xuzi, Mr. Chu said that Wang Juren in the town today came to visit with his students. The sons of the wealthy people who saw the rich people saw the little masters and learned the Analects at a young age. They can also explain the meaning of each sentence in detail. And combined with their own ideas, Wang Juren boasted a few words, they hate the heart, when Mr. Chu did not notice, they played with the little masters."

After they had been with them for so long, Song Gengniu also learned to look at their faces. Seeing the situation and relying on the respectful explanation, the reason was clear. Ling Jingxuan raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Oh? Did you win?"

"what?"

Song Gengniu’s dumbfounded, slightly open-mouthed silly reaction, but the little buns fighting for responsibility also looked at him strangely, and under normal circumstances, should he not reprimand them?

"I asked you to win?"

The lower body helped him wipe the tears on his face in turn, and Ling Jingxuan repeated it again. Ling Wu, who first responded, rushed over and hugged his neck: "Hey, we lost, they are all ten." Older brother, we can't win."

"Is it hard to cry if you didn't win?"

Raising his hand and gently tapping on his butt, Ling Jingxuan pushed him away slightly and said to help him wipe his tears: "Only the wrong person needs to admit mistakes. Since you think you are right, why bother to admit it? It doesn't matter if you don't win. After all, your age difference is there. After that, you will follow your father to learn martial arts. The next time you come across them, you will take revenge. But you don't like the soldiers. I didn't give you some powder to protect yourself. I don’t want to be impulsive again in the future, just smother them."

He said that he was happy, and other people have heard it one by one, especially a few small buns. He secretly wondered what he said is different from Wang Juren. As for Mr. Chu, he did not say anything about the fights. They just rushed away to educate them about Wang Juren, let them come back and ask for punishment. Minger told him how he punishes them.

"But hey, it’s not right for children to fight, we don’t dare to use those medicines."

Ling Wu lowered his head and grievances and twisted his fingers. Wang Juren’s words were always hovering in their ears. He also hit the palms of those people in front of them. Their hands were all swollen, and they looked so scary. He does not want to be beaten.

"There is a cheap way to use that is not a fool, we are right, why can't we fight back? Is it still waiting for them to kill us? Xiaowen Xiaowu, you remember, people don't commit me, I don't commit crimes, if people commit me, I will swear, the more you adhere to ethics, the more people feel that you are weak and deceivable. Only by slamming them, they will not dare to provoke you again. In the future, you should be polite, take care of him, and raise students. As long as you feel that you are right, give me a fight and make a problem and help you solve it."

Regardless of whether they are Yan Ruirui's children, it is necessary to face the royal family's intrigues in the future. Even if they are just ordinary farmer's children, they can't be beaten as a child of Ling Jingxuan. What happened to children fighting? Which child king is not playing? Children who don't really fight are often the targets of bullying. He prefers to give him a bunch of troubles, and he doesn't want to see them being bullied. What's more, he doesn't think that the two buns are the kind of people who will take the initiative to make trouble. child.

"Is that right?"

Ling Wu looked at him with his head, and his eyes with tears crossed his eyes and looked at Yan Ruirui who stood by. Can they really fight with people?

"Oh... you are right. People are deceived by people. Occasionally, when you return to the wicked, there is no harm. However, you can't bully the weak."

After receiving the son's inquiring eyes, Yan Ruirui smiled and reached out to his head. In principle, he agreed with Ling Jingxuan's education method. The child is different from the grown-up. The more he cares, the more likely he loses his nature, and there is a deep heart. The voice faintly told him that only in this way, his children will not be reduced to being bullied by calculations in the future.

"Well, wouldn't that punish us again?"

Nodded, Lingwu’s voice fell, and the four little buns looked at Ling Jingxuan. This is their concern. If so, who wants to be punished?

"No, I am?"

"Jing Xuan, why haven’t the children entered yet?? Iron baby, are you swearing? How are you injured?"

Ling Jingxuan did not say anything, Han Fei suddenly excited to rush to them, look at a few children, pulled the iron baby to touch the bruises on his face, and then think of what it is like, the face of the face is severe : "Are you fighting with people?"

“爹爹??”

The small body was reflexively shaken, and the iron doll lowered his head and grievances his fingers.

"啪啪??" I knew I was right. Han Fei didn't even think about it. He raised his hand and slaps his palms on his ass. The movement is so fast that Ling Jingxuan and others have not come to stop it.

"Wow wow wow-"

"What are you doing with Han Da? If you don't ask the reason, just hit the kids."

The iron baby was sorely crying, Ling Jingxuan was distressed and grabbed him in his arms. Han Fei’s eyes were filled with tears and pointed at the iron baby. He also felt distressed and heartache: "You can fight with people, we have a chance to send You go to the town to study, what if Mr. Chu does not want you? Do you want to be like us, do not know a few characters, do you look down on your life?"

Full of heart and heart mixed in the tears rolling down the cheeks, Han Fei cried more than the iron baby, for the children to study, he and Zhao Dalong suffered a lot of grievances, exhausted their minds, finally managed to worship Mr. Chu with the help of Ling Jingxuan As a teacher, God knows that they are lying in bed every night to listen to their children going to school. When they say what Mr. Chu has taught them, how happy he is, at that moment they feel sincerely, as long as they can make a living in the future, they It’s worth the hard work, but what? ? Now he actually fights with Mr. Chu, he? ?

Han Feiyue wants to be more uncomfortable, and tears fall down like the broken pearls.

"Hey, don't you cry, I am wrong. I won't fight with people in the future, eh??"

Upon seeing it, the iron doll sensiblely rushed to him. The father and son were crying together, and the children were still young. They didn’t know how to comfort them. They couldn’t help but look red. Ling Jingxuan could not help but bend over. He picked up Ling Wen, and Yan Ruirui also hugged Ling Wu. After the father and son cried almost, Ling Jingxuan only looked solemn. "Han, I know that you have suffered a lot of grievances before, and you know what you are scrupulous about." But the children are right, it is the other party’s fault. Do they not fight back and wait to be killed by the other party? Sorry, maybe what I said is a little bit ignorant. If Chu’s remarks are the kind of sir, I would rather put If the child stays at home and teaches himself, he will not send him to him. Besides, which child does not fight with people and fight? I am blunt, you will only kill the nature of the iron baby in advance, let him develop from an early age. Losing money is a weak temper of blessing, and wherever you go, you will be bullied."

After the speech, Ling Jingxuan took the child into the manor. He said before that he had never been a father and did not know how to educate the child. He was not a bad person who was slandered and sinister, but he was not a good person. Buns, he took a semi-lost way, let them freely develop, and occasionally instilled some of his own ideas and ideas, as to whether the child will grow up in the future, become a bully to the scourge, He said that he is not worried. It is not them who are at least bullied. There are too many imprisonments in this era. He does not want his children to become the kind of weak and sour.

"Jing Xuan holds the iron baby and looks at his back in a silly manner. Han Fei unconsciously whispers his name. After Yan Yanrui, who is next to him, smugly glances at him: "You are being grievous everywhere and you will be bullied." Do you want the iron doll to be like you? ”

"No, no, me?"

"I am not interested in listening to your explanation. The child is yours. How to educate is your problem. Jingxuan's education may be a bit shocking, at least our children will not be bullied."

After the indifference, Yan Ruirui also took the child to go and looked at his back. Han Fei opened his mouth, but he couldn’t say a word. Is he really wrong? If you don't take into account the worldly vision, what will the child do to anger Mr. Chu in the future? Jing Xuan can still educate his children, what about them? What should they do?

Strictly speaking, Ling Jingxuan is not wrong, Han Fei is not wrong, but their experiences are different, the attitude of being a human being and the way to educate children are different.