When Mo Jingxing was three years old, he secretly ran to his father's study and found a collectible gun in the secret compartment of the bookshelf. It was a real gun loaded with bullets. Little Mo Jingxing seemed to be unaware of the danger of the gun. He disassembled the gun into a pile of parts and even reassembled the gun without any instruction.
After knowing all this, Wen Xinya was so scared that her hands and feet turned cold. She was glad that he didn't mess with the gun, but at the same time, she was so angry that she gave her son a severe scolding.
However, Mo Jingxing soon showed his great interest and talent in guns. For safety reasons, Si Yiyan specially customized various types of imitation guns for him.
While other children were crawling on the ground playing with glass beads, he was taking apart the gun.
While other children were crying for their parents, he was assembling a gun.
While other children were showing off their toys to each other, he was studying the structure of guns.
While the beloved child of others was playing cutely in his parents' arms, he was looking for various guns that interested him.
The five-year-old child was a hundred times better at playing with a gun than her mother was. She didn't know how to complain about it.
She thought, she probably already knew where Si Yiyan's amazing gun skills came from. If a person concentrates on studying one thing for a long time, the result can be imagined.
Mo Jingxing, wearing children's camouflage, wearing goggles, pursing his lips slightly, with a calm expression, holding the club's lead bullet gun, firing continuously.
Xu Chenyu kept whistling: "Little guy, your shooting skills are pretty good! You must have practiced a lot at home!"
Mo Jingxing put away his gun, took off his goggles, and said calmly, "First time!"
Xu Chenyu was stunned for a moment, then he reacted: "You...what did you say, the first time? What first time?"
It wasn’t the first time he thought!
It couldn't be what he thought.
Mo Jingxing placed the gun in his hand on the gun rack and picked out a rifle that imitated the Desert Eagle.
Xu Chenyu said quickly: "Kid, you know that the Desert Eagle is recognized as the world's most powerful gun. Even this imitation Desert Eagle is not something you can refute now."
Mo Jingxing said nothing, but put on his goggles and shot repeatedly, all of which hit the target.
Xu Chenyu was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
After this round was over, Xu Chenyu couldn't help but ask, "Little ghost, you just said that this was your first time shooting, you really didn't lie to me?"
It must be a lie. It must be a lie.
How is it possible in this world that someone can hit the target every time he shoots the first time
Mo Jingxing said calmly: "Mom doesn't allow me to play shooting, but although I have never played it, I can calculate. I can calculate the most suitable angle for shooting and hitting according to the specifications of the gun and the scene environment."
He didn't play with guns all that for nothing.
He rehearsed various shooting angles in his mind countless times.
Coupled with his keen observation, reaction, and body coordination, this simplest shooting event is not a problem for him at all.
Xu Chenyu opened his mouth in astonishment.
This IQ is simply insane.
Sure enough, evil is hereditary.
What an enviable talent.
After playing for a while, Mo Xingjing felt bored: "Uncle Xu, do you have any way to make me stronger in a short period of time and beat my dad?"
Dad is right. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and calculations are in vain.
He desperately needs strength.
Xu Chenyu said, "Kid, you think this is a martial arts novel, where you fall off a cliff and encounter an adventure, and your power will increase overnight. I warn you, don't dream about this. You must hone your strength slowly and down-to-earth. You are born with extraordinary intelligence, and you learn faster than others no matter what. Your starting point is already better than others, so you must learn to cherish your talent."
"You are still young, so it's normal that you can't beat your father, but your young age is also your biggest advantage. The strong don't fight for victory or defeat, they only fight for diligence. You are gradually growing up, and your father is gradually getting old. You have an advantage over your father."
Mo Jingxing thought about it and nodded: "I understand. When I grow up, I will still be young, but my father will be an old man."
Xu Chenyu was immediately amused. It seemed that Si Jiu was despised by his own son!
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At this time, Si Yiyan didn't know that in his son's eyes, he had already become an old man sooner or later. He was plotting to abduct his beloved wife and get rid of the little kids at home to live alone, and he even had a location in mind.
**** Just as they were about to stop, Si Yiyan couldn't stop, and left small kisses on Wen Xinya's smooth jade-like back: "The little ones have grown up, shouldn't we make up for our honeymoon trip?"
After Mo Jingxing was born, Xinya took him very seriously, probably because he was her first child. She kept postponing the honeymoon trip. When Mo Jingxing was over two years old and began to become sensible, Xinya got pregnant unexpectedly and gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl.
The twins, a boy and a girl, had been extremely noisy since they were young, disrupting all his plans.
So, their honeymoon has been delayed until now.
Wen Xinya climbed on the bed, her whole body weak and powerless, panting, "We can't just abandon the children. Jingxing is sensible, so I'm not worried. But the twins are bold and reckless, getting into trouble all the time. I'm afraid they'll get worse if we're not around."
Speaking of her three children, Wen Xinya couldn't help but feel a headache.
Si Yiyan said calmly, "That's easy. Let grandpa and grandfather help take care of them. Although the twins are bold and reckless, they dare not act unruly in front of great-grandfather and great-grandfather. It's a good opportunity to temper their tempers. With Jingxing helping to take care of them normally, it won't be a problem."
Presumably, Mr. Mo and Mr. Wen would be delighted to have this.
Wen Xinya was a little hesitant: "Grandpa and grandpa are old. Is it too much to leave Jingxing and the others to Grandpa to take care of? "
In fact, she was also very tempted when Si Yiyan suggested going on a honeymoon, but she was worried that there would be no adults around to take care of the child.
"Don't worry, I have arranged someone else to take care of the kids..." Since they had decided to go on a honeymoon, he would naturally arrange everything.
Wen Xinya thought that Jingxing usually had the final say and her role as a mother was meaningless. The twins did not accept her discipline and were instead controlled by Jingxing.
When I think about it carefully, I find that she, as a mother, is really dispensable, and it shouldn't matter if she leaves for a while.
So he asked, “Where are you going?”
"Our children are still young, and it's not suitable for us to travel far. Let's go to Yunnan and take you to see the world."
Wen Xinya hesitated for a moment and replied, "If it's in China, then fine!"
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