ing is truly as powerful as He Ya said, then why would the He family commit the murder of Lin Meng Wouldn't Rong Ling know everything in the end! Knowing everything, would Rong Ling obediently follow...Xiaoyou and the two others were so engrossed in the intense activity of searching for information. Because much of the data came from abroad, and it was undeniable that the military strength of foreign powers far surpassed that of their own country, many weapons, especially new ones, mostly originated from those powerful countries. Naturally, descriptions of those weapons were mostly in English.

Although Xiao Youyou and Xiao Haohuo can communicate in English, their vocabulary is limited due to their age. Just because they can speak doesn't mean they understand or know how to write. Rong Henduo, being three years older, has a much larger vocabulary. So, even though the two younger ones are unwilling to admit defeat, they have no choice but to entrust Rong Henduo with the task of translating and interpreting English materials. They follow along, brainstorming and discussing. For words they don't understand, they consult dictionaries together. However, when encountering overly specialized terms, even the dictionary is useless. At this point, the three children have to call for help. This often leads to a particular child screaming in frustration within their small study room.

"Ahhhh, Daddy, Daddy...."

Rong Hengduo was a little restrained at first, not daring to call out like Youyou and Haohuo. Later, he got into it, let loose, and started shouting and roaring along.

"Oh, uncle, uncle, come quickly, come quickly!"

They made all this stuff, it's all leftovers from Rong Ling's time playing around, elementary school level at best. Rong Ling came over to explain, threw in a few pointers, then left. As for the three little ones behind him with looks of admiration and worship, he was basically immune to them. But his own little woman's...he couldn't be immune to that no matter what.

Once he finished explaining things to the three little ones, he turned around and saw his own wife looking at him with those sparkly eyes. He couldn't describe how happy he felt; it was like drinking ice beer on a scorching summer day. It was precisely because of this that he allowed those three little devils to shout and scream. Otherwise, he would have chased them away long ago and found them some other room to make a ruckus in!

It was also in this process that Rong Hengduo, in a way to show his strength, gained a slight recognition from Xiao Youyou and Xiao Haohuo. These two little guys only recognize and respect the strong. Rong Hengduo was initially opposed to them. If his own strength wasn't solid enough, then he would never be able to get along with the two little ones.

But, Rong Hengduo made a great deal of effort to achieve this result. These days, the light in his room has never been turned off before twelve o'clock. Even during break time or meal times, he was frantically learning English words. Because in this cooperation process, the only thing he could let the two little ones appreciate him was this. In terms of weaponry knowledge, the two little ones knew no less than him. Although he took a step ahead of the two little ones and found a lot of information about tanks, these days, they have caught up. Currently, in terms of cognition, everyone is at the same level. No, because Youyou and Haohuo can use that computer at any time, perhaps, they could even surpass him. Moreover, they also have Rong Sanbo's people teaching them this aspect of knowledge. And the two of them are very studious and frighteningly smart. Just these days, the amount of new English vocabulary they have mastered is explosive. If he slacked off, he would definitely be overtaken by the two of them. So, he absolutely couldn't be slack.

Time is like the water in a sponge; squeeze it and there's always more. He needs to squeeze out all kinds of time to study.

This is his first shot, fired by himself. If this shot can't hit, he'll have a hard time later on. So, what does it matter if we suffer a little now

He studied diligently, his goal being nothing more than to do his best on the tank. Unbeknownst to him, his efforts caught the attention of many people and earned him a certain level of recognition. In fact, there were far more people watching him than he realized.

Soon, Rong Ling told him that in the future when Rong Sanbo sent people to teach Youyou and Haohuo, he could also learn together. That is to say, from now on, Monday, Wednesday, and Friday would be Rong Sanbo's time, Tuesday and Thursday would be Rong Ling's side, and weekends would still depend on Rong Ling's mood.

Rong Hengduo was overjoyed to hear the news! He had never imagined that he would receive such things so quickly.

When Rong Ling announced this decision, he burst into tears. Tears, like a small river, flowed out of his eyes, down his face, gurgling all the way.

Ruling the Ming dynasty, he is the master!

Rong San Bo, the master of the Dark House!

Both heads of the household, working together to nurture these individuals, do not speak of how the position of head will be decided in the future. But it can be certain that as long as they study diligently, they will surely become dragons among men!

He thought he was being abandoned. Because he had such a disappointing father, and his mother was gone, and grandma acted that way, and grandpa's authority waned because of dad and grandma's relationship. The people in the clan, both big and small, treated him with less and less attention. He thought that's how it would always be, that he would only regain their attention and respect by relying on his own abilities when he grew up. He never expected that the very step he had stubbornly taken to leave would give him so much encouragement and warmth.

Uncle is uncle, no matter what. He's always his own flesh and blood. Grandma's words are all nonsense and lies!

A person's goodness is not on the surface, but in their bones. So even if that person looks indifferent, cold, and heartless, you shouldn't erase the good and righteousness deep within them. That makes them someone worthy of respect!

This is your uncle!

He covered his face with his hand, not wanting to appear too weak in front of his uncle. But his hand only blocked half his face, unable to stop the tears streaming down.

Just because, he has always yearned to be cared for, loved, and remembered. Here, he has gained all of that!

"...Thank you... thank you, uncle..."

Choking back tears, he spoke.

"Don't thank me, thank your grandfather. This was his decision. Besides, it's for you to make even better tank models."

Uncle's voice, listening to it was still so cold, so ruthless, yet he was willing to listen. He was willing to be pierced by this unfeigned coldness, and wouldn't want to be hurt by the honey-coated poison!

Moreover, if Uncle doesn't agree, then the three grandfathers certainly wouldn't make this decision.

He gets it! He knows!

"Give me two minutes, wipe those tears away right now. It's not a big deal!"

His uncle's tone was commanding, laced with reprimand. Yet, he found it sweet!

He wiped his face haphazardly, then looked up and smiled. However, his uncle didn't look at him, focusing instead on processing documents on his computer. As he had said, it was indeed just a small matter!

But he couldn't stop laughing.

"Go wash your face, class will start soon." The aunt said softly, her voice as gentle as the spring breeze.

Uncle's firmness, the younger sister-in-law's softness, one firm and the other yielding, so distinct, it reminded one of the most traditional sense of family, the tall and rigid father, the tender and gentle mother, and also of the harmony and warmth under the balance of rigidity and flexibility.

He felt warm and full of happiness in his heart.

"Hmm." He nodded heavily and went to wash his face.

After returning, Xiao Youyou handed him a package and said with deep meaning.

"Rong Heng Duo, this is just the beginning!"

With a hint of subtle disdain, as if looking down on him, yet laced with provocation, he handed him something that was exactly what he needed for class later.

Look closely, this thing came from Rong You's hands!

So, whether he ostracizes him, belittles him, or provokes him, at least one thing is certain: he treats him as a genuine rival!

In this world, friends probably can't last a lifetime, but rivals can!

Feng Heng suddenly felt that being lifelong rivals with Rong You wouldn't be so bad!

After this, the three little ones went in and out together almost every night. Even on weekends, the three little ones didn't even have time to play, they huddled together to continue discussing. After gaining a certain understanding, Haohao was responsible for contacting his grandfather, and the three little ones personally visited the military camp to see the tanks, inspecting them inside and out. Haohao's grandfather heard that the three little ones were going to make a big splash, so he was very happy. If they took first place, it would also be something that brought him face. This old man had mixed his military merits to a certain extent, and he didn't care much about his own achievements anymore, instead, he focused his attention on his descendants. Currently, little Haohao is his biggest hope. And look at this, the child is only five years old, five years old! Look at what other comrades-in-arms' children are doing at five years old! This grandson of his is going to build tanks for him at five years old, and he wants to win first place nationwide.

When the old man was happy, he was very helpful. He directly had the engineers bring three young ones a tank under repair and let them try their hand at it. This way, the theory and practice were even more closely combined. The three young ones now had a much better understanding of the structure of a tank.

After returning, the three got down to business right away. Sheets of design drawings flew out like snowflakes. Everyone worked together, efficiently and seamlessly. At the same time, Lin Meng was also working diligently on tasks related to his aunt. Suddenly, Rong Ling realized that he had become the laziest one among them.

This is a bad sign!

He glanced at the three little ones, then back at the woman. With resolve, he decided to go bother his own woman. This woman took her job as a big sister way too seriously! He didn't want to say anything, but it seemed necessary to hint at something.

He placed his big hand on her shoulder, squeezed it gently, and motioned for her to follow him. She was a little confused, but she stood up and followed him nonetheless. He directly led her to the bedroom, and finally pushed her onto the bed.

She wriggled and nudged him playfully, smiling with a hint of reproach. "Don't tease me, it's not even time yet!"

I thought this man suddenly got the urge to press her.

But he wore a serious expression, which surprised her. His gaze was deep and penetrating, devoid of the seductive gleam that usually teased her. There was no smile on his face.

"What's wrong" she asked with concern.

"Baby, we need to talk."

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