The Blessed

Since even Ling Jingxuan, master of the whole family, didn’t say anything, of course Zhao&Han couple and Zhang Qing shouldn’t say anything. And those servants also stood aside obediently. Fortunately, Ling Chenglong had been drunk, so Lady Wang had supported him back to take some rest. Wang Jinyu also left since she wanted to leave some space for the young people, otherwise they would all have objections already. The boarder city was different from Qingyang country, especially that spring was the most frequent season of wars, as the parents, of course, they couldn’t afford to let their son to take the risk.

"I'll go."

No one knew how long it had passed. Ling Jingpeng finally raised his head, with his hands resting on the knees clenching into fists. He had to pay for his own growth. And whatever the cost would be, he would take it as long as he could share the burden for his big brother.

"Hmm, you can set out in a couple of days. Bring Mr. Wang with you, and you will be the boss. I will ask Yan Shan to escort you. By the way, take a batch of those down jackets and military boots for me. I will explain in the letter to tell them that they should take orders from you in the future.”

With a nod of satisfaction, Yan Shengrui said in a quiet voice. He brought him the first order, so it was up to him how well he could do with the business in the future.

"OK, I know what to do. Sorry to trouble you, Brother Rui.”

Ling Jingpeng was not stupid. How would he not understand his good intentions?

"Jingpeng, you only have five months. Five months later, no matter whether you will be able to open a branch of Baiyunge and Xinyuan there, you have to come back. At the time, we’ll harvest the sorghums. And my belly will be much bigger. So since then, I can only use my mouth to give some orders. You need to carry them out.”

After thinking a bit, Ling Jingxuan cut in. The normal planting time of sorghums was around April and the harvest time was in September. So he planned to use the crescent spring water to plant it in March and harvest in June. And then he still planned to plant for another season. So Ling Jingpeng had to come back in May, by then he would be about to give birth. So be it big or small things, it all needed him to do. He really had not strength to do that. Although Zhang Qing could help, he hope he would be only responsible for the business of Baiyunge, first to make things clear, second, he also didn’t want to exhaust him. The business of Baiyunge would only get better and better. So it would be enough for him to be busy with. As for Zhao&Han couple, he planned to take them to the capital with him, so he wouldn’t consider them at all.

"Hmm, I know, big brother. I'll open the branch of Xinyuan and Baiyunge there. You can count on me.”

Ling Jingpeng nodded firmly, his eyes shot out confidence. Both Brother Rui and his big brother gave him full support. Although his second brother didn’t say anything, he could tell he also approved of him. So he would never let them down.

"Hehe...we are looking forward to that day to come."

Ling Jingxuan and Yan Shengrui took a look at each other and couldn’t help chuckling. The firm belief may not make one succeed, but would make one easier to succeed than those who had no belief. He believed that his younger brother could make it.

"Leave dad and mom to me. I will help you convince them. Jingpeng, you must be extremely careful out there.”

Ling Jinghan who hadn’t said anything patted him on the shoulder. Although they were twin brothers, after all he was a bit older. Now his younger brother was leaving for such a dangerous place, how would he not be worried?

"Hmm, I will. I think I’d better not tell our parents now. After I leave, I hope you can pacify them for me.”

Cupping his hands at then, Ling Jingpeng could only make this decision. If they told his parents, it was the New Year’s Eve, they’d definitely cry hard, and he was unable to leave then.

"Hehe…you…They’d skin after you come back.”

Ling Jinghan helplessly shook his head, while Ling Jingpeng shrank his neck, pretending to look cowardly. Everyone couldn’t help laughing at that. Time passed with their chitchat, and those little buns who were playing with the fireworks screamed now and then, mixed with the two wolves’ howling, and Yi, Shan and Si’s sound begging for mercy.

"Aha..."

They had to stay up at least till twelve, and the fireworks would only be over by then. But at around 10 pm, Ling Jingxuan already couldn’t even keep his eyes open, burying his whole body in Yan Shengrui’s arms. But those little buns were still in their spirits, and now and then told some jokes to amuse everyone, also to drive away the sandmen for them.

"How about I send you back to sleep first? Leave the staying up for the New Year’s Eve thing to us.”

Not wanting his wife to hang in there so hard, Yan Shengrui held him and said so. On hearing their father, the two little buns ran over. Ling Wen first stretched out a hand to touch their daddy’s face, and then frowned as he touched his belly, “Daddy, go to sleep. I am here.”

"Daddy, why don't you go to bed? They say that after staying up for the New Year’s eve, we’ll eat sweet dumplings. And I will take you some then. Don’t make our little brother tired.”

Ling Wu also took his hand and said thoughtfully. Ling Jingxuan drowsily opened his eyes, “So you only have your little brother in your heart now while I am accessary?”

The smile on his face indicated that was a joke, but Ling Wu couldn’t react, and shouted, “Daddy, you can’t say that. Daddy and little brother are both my favorite. If you say such words again, I will be mad at you.”