Chen Wan reached out and pinched Song Ziling's arm. Her small muscles were hard and strong, and she was indeed very strong.

"The military camp is very hard, are you sure you can hold on?"

Although Song Ziling is only twelve years old, Chen Wan will not object to what he thinks carefully and makes up his mind to do what he likes and has the right things.

However, since he was determined to choose this path, he could not give up halfway.

"able."

Song Ziling nodded vigorously and said solemnly: "Son is not afraid of hardship."

Joining the army and becoming a general is his life goal and his ideal. Even if he suffers no matter how hard he is, he can persevere and will not retreat.

"Okay," Chen Wan smiled and said, "Since you have made up your mind, then my mother will support you too.

However, we have to make an appointment first. If you fail the scholar in the college entrance examination, you can't go."

Song Ziling raised his chin and said confidently: "I will definitely win."

Although he is not interested in literature, he is still very confident in his knowledge now.

"Ah, big..." Boy An climbed to the edge of the kang for some time, and reached out to grab his brother's clothes.

Song Ziling smiled and picked up his younger brother, and wiped his younger brother's saliva with his sleeve without any disgust. "An An also thinks that my brother can win, right?"

Boy An opened his mouth and bit Song Ziling's chin, which made Song Ziling's saliva.

Song Ziling was not annoyed either. He wiped his sleeves and kissed his younger brother's face.

"Hehe..." The boy An grinned and narrowed his eyes.

"My brother will call me, brother!"

Song Ziling said excitedly.

Chen Wan shook her head and said, "You are thinking too much, he is just laughing, laughing out loud.

He is only less than seven months old! He can't speak yet."

Even if the boy An Zhen knows how to speak, the first person he can shout should be his mother.

Song Ziling felt that it was not the case, "It was just that I laughed and cried, An An would call her brother.

Come and call me again, brother, brother."

Song Ziling lowered his head, looked at his younger brother in his arms, and called him brother very seriously.

"Ahh..." Boy An looked at his brother's mouth and cried.

"No, it's brother, brother."

Chen Wan looked at Song Ziling and taught her younger brother to call her brother without giving up, and found it warm and funny.

"elder brother."

"Ahhhh..." "Brother."

Huier, who brought rock sugar and pear water into the house, couldn't help but smile when she saw this scene. She put the tray on the table and placed the white porcelain bowl containing sugar and water on the table.

"Second Master, don't teach me, the young master is still young! Come and drink some pear water!"

"Brother" Song Ziling has been arguing with his younger brother and will not give up until he achieves his goal.

"Boat~" Boy An smiled and drooled.

Song Ziling was stunned for three seconds, looked at his mother happily and excitedly and said, "Did you hear me?"

My brother called me my brother.

Chen Wan said expressionlessly: "I heard it."

Today she is a lemon. The first person she gave birth to a child was not her mother, but her brother. She was so sad.

Huier widened her eyes in surprise and said, "Young Master is so precocious. You can call me brother at such a young age."

"Haha, come and call me again."

Song Ziling shook with his younger brother in his arms.

"Great pot..." Boy An shouted again with a grin.

Chen Wan couldn't stand it anymore, so she stood up and hugged her youngest son from Song Ziling's hand.

Song Ziling: "Mom..." He hadn't hugged enough yet! Chen Wan looked at her son and said with a smile: "Come to Zi'an, call me Mom."

"Ahh..." Xiao Anzi clapped his hands and looked at his mother and laughed.

"mother."

Chen Wan gritted her teeth.

The boy An tilted his head and looked at him for a while, opened his mouth and shouted, "Guanguo."
Chapter completed!