Qian Quanxing followed Yun Song out and shouted: "Shut up, everyone, and listen to what the real person has to say!"
Yun Song bowed to his two children and said, "Fusheng is the Supreme Heavenly Lord. Xiaodao is here to congratulate you and your father. You are a boy!"
The young man shouted, turned around and grabbed his father's arm and shouted: "Son, no, I mean a son, dad, it's a son! I have a son and you become a father, no, I become a father and you become a grandfather.
I become a father and you become a grandfather!"
The middle-aged man clasped his shoulders and nodded with tears in his eyes: "You are now a father. You are now a father! Wanwan has fulfilled her wish and she has become a mother!"
Yun Song sighed: "Women are weak, but motherhood makes them strong! Your daughter-in-law is the best mother in the world, and Xiaodao is also a well-informed person. This is the first time I have seen such a good and responsible mother.
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Someone in the crowd said worriedly: "But, this is a coffin."
Someone else followed and said, "Yes, the coffin is a bad omen."
When the child's father and grandfather heard these two sentences, they immediately became angry and turned against each other.
Seeing this, the man quickly explained: "Uncle, cousin, we are relatives, how could I not want my child to be well? But he is indeed a coffin child. This matter cannot be hidden from the clan or the town!"
Yun Song waved his long sleeves and shouted: "What coffin? Ignorance, stupidity, idiot! Do you know Dayu?"
Everyone was talking: "Yu the one who controlled the floods?" "Who doesn't know the sage Dayu?"
When Yun Song heard these words, he was filled with joy. This world was not completely incompatible with his own.
He then said loudly: "As long as you know Dayu! To be honest, everyone, the secret technique used by Xiaodao for the birth of this son is the same as the secret technique used for the birth of Emperor Dayu. This Xiaodao can swear on his life that it is absolutely true!"
He vaguely remembered that Dayu was considered the first beneficiary of a laparotomy.
Qian Quan, who had been silent next to him, clapped his hands fiercely and shouted: "So that's it, what the real person said is true. "The Year of the Bamboo Secretary" says, 'Cultivate oneself and cut one's back, and Yu will be born in Shi Niu', Emperor Yu the Great
He was born into the world with the secret technique of back dissection, and the Taoist Master also used this secret technique to bless the birth of our child!"
Yun Song didn't understand what he said, but he seemed very powerful.
So he gave Qian Quanxing an appreciative look: Very good, you are very good at complimenting.
Qian Quanxing was not making things up, and most of the others understood what he said.
Someone exclaimed: "Everything in "The Year of the Bamboo Secretary" is true? Does it really have the art of dissecting the back?"
Qian Quanxing nodded solemnly: "I am fortunate enough to accompany the real person and see these secret techniques with my own eyes. I can testify that what the real person said is absolutely true!"
Yun Song was not happy after hearing this. He waved his hand and said: "Xiaodao never does anything false. If you act upright and sit upright, why do you need others to testify?"
"Everyone listens to the rumor that this child has great luck. He is different from all children. When he was born, his whole body was not stained with a drop of blood. If you don't believe it, ask the head of the Qian family and the midwife. There is a saying in our Taoist school called 'fetal armor protection'."
The body is not stained with maternal blood'."
The midwife behind her nodded desperately: "What this real person said is true!"
Yun Song added: "So ordinary fertility methods cannot give birth to him. Xiaodao was lucky enough to receive the blessing of Tao Ancestor before bringing him into the world using ancient secret techniques..."
"The real person has paid a lot for this and has been tainted by evil fate!" Qian Quanxing added seriously.
So before Yun Song could finish what he said, the child's grandfather and father immediately knelt down and kowtowed.
The young man even took a step forward and kowtowed at Yun Song’s feet:
"I can't see Taishan. I have offended the real person so many times before. Damn it, damn it. I can't help the real person!"
Someone else knelt down and shouted: "Master, you are truly a god!"
"Thank you, Master, for saving my young master."
"Master, how much luck does this kid have? What future prospects can he have?"
Yun Song clasped his hands behind his back and said proudly: "The secret must not be revealed, but Xiaodao can assure you that this boy will ride on a big horse in the future!"
Both mules and horses are big animals, and riding a mule or riding a horse is a big ride.
If the world's technology develops faster, he may not be able to ride a motorcycle. Compared to these days, wouldn't it be an even bigger ride?
Therefore, what Yun Song said was justified and not at all unfair.
After receiving his guarantee, everyone in the Qian family was even more grateful and excited, kowtowing loudly.
Wang Youde was also very excited. He rushed up to hold Yun Song's hand and shook it vigorously:
"Master, after listening to your joke before, I actually doubted your ability and your determination to serve the people of the world. Really, oh, I really need to slap myself."
As he spoke, he really gave himself a break.
Yun Song was stunned for a moment.
What does today's matter have to do with you? How come you are indispensable everywhere? You only have so many dramas? You are a drama queen!
Looking at the scene in front of him, Qian Quanxing finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He showed a smile and shouted: "The real man is a genius of his generation, why would he care about your kowtow? It will be more important for our family to build an immortal memorial arch for him in the future!"
"Get up, An Jiang, why don't you hurry up and prepare morning tea? Zhenzhen has been working hard for a long time. He didn't even eat breakfast because of trivial matters for our family. Hurry up and make arrangements! Changkang, go find your mother and ask her to personally prepare gifts for Zhenren..."
Everyone in the Qian family agreed repeatedly, beaming with joy.
Yun Song stopped them and said, "Don't worry about this. Find a wet nurse for the child first and let him nurse quickly. This seems to be able to eliminate jaundice."
"The Supreme God of Fortune, you don't have to stand there preparing morning tea, you are busy with your business."
Wang Youde jumped on his feet and said: "Real people like to eat meat and drink wine, and roast chicken with elbows..."
"Donor Wang, don't talk nonsense," Yun Song saluted, "Eat something light in the morning, no meat or wine, just some meat buns, egg pancakes and the like."
Qian Quanxing eagerly took his wrist and said respectfully: "Don't worry, Master. Please go this way. I will serve you tea first."
"The real person is so weak, give him a cup of red date and wolfberry tea!" someone shouted.
"What wolfberry and red dates should be used? Use Ganoderma lucidum, velvet antler, and ginseng to give the real person a cup of Ganoderma lucidum, velvet antler, and ginseng tea!" Wang Youde said dissatisfied.
"There is a box of century-old snow lotus in the warehouse, put two pieces in the tea for the real person!"
"Go to Jimin Hall to see if there is anything that can help you, and bring it all to the real person!"
Yun Song waved his hands repeatedly: "Fusheng Supreme Heavenly Lord, Xiaodao is not empty, Xiaodao is strong and healthy, you have misunderstood, Xiaodao didn't wake up just now..."
Qian Quanxing stretched out his hand and pulled him, causing him to stagger.
The living room of Qian Mansion is simple and elegant.
The spacious room is fully furnished with mahogany furniture, the porcelain on the table is gleaming, and the calligraphy and painting on the walls are full of charm, and they are all written by famous artists.
Yunsong was enshrined as the leader.
He said politely: "Fu Sheng, the Supreme God, I really don't have a lot of credit, I just did some small things that I could do. Your child has to thank his mother for this. His mother is really great!"
Wang Youde introduced to the people around him: "Did you see that my real family is so humble and peaceful?"
"Yeah."
Who dares to doubt at this time?
A beautiful maid came up to offer tea. Yun Song smiled, nodded and thanked her.
Wang Youde said to the crowd: "The real person is approachable. In his eyes, all living beings are equal. He is even willing to eat at the same table as the big elephant!"
The maid was indeed flattered and blushed immediately when she saw Yunsong's warm smile.
Yun Song sighed in his heart. It was such an evil old society. In his own time, young people like him could only see such good girls on the computer. As a result, they were treated as inferior people here.
But I seem to like this kind of evil society...
this is not right.
He quickly preached in his heart: The Supreme God of Blessings and Lives.
The tea was a bit hot, and there wasn't much water in it. It was filled with deer antler slices, ginseng slices, and other miscellaneous things.
The taste is a bit strange.
But Yunsong also likes it.
What man can refuse these great tonics?
Qian Anjiang, the young head of the Qian family, personally directed the meal in the kitchen, making this breakfast full of variety.
Chicken noodle soup, mushroom soup wontons, high soup noodles, pork dumplings wrapped in beef and mutton dumplings, Yun Song devoured them.
It's not that he has no etiquette or cares about his image, it's that the Qian family has been anxious since last night and naturally has no intention of eating, and everyone is hungry.
Now that a child is born and has been hand-picked to be a 'great child', of course they will have a big appetite.
So Yunsong still had to grab food.
The more people, the more mouths.
The Qian family also wanted to keep Yunsong for lunch, saying they were going to a restaurant to book a table and entertain him.
Yunsong firmly refused.
He said: "You should settle Mrs. Wanwan first. She is a very respectable and strange woman. It is not appropriate for Xiaodao to stay here. The funeral cannot be treated as a happy event."
"If you really want to thank Xiaodao, then let Xiaodao take this bowl of tea back."
He felt that he was indeed a little weak. Why was he still feeling dizzy when he walked even after eating?
Qian Quanxing thanked him solemnly and prepared a bunch of supplements in large and small bags for him.
When Yun Song went out, Qian Quanxing brought twenty or thirty people from the Qian family to see him off. When he went out, they all knelt down and worshiped.
This made Yun Song very embarrassed. On the way, he asked Wang Youde: "Why are the Qian family so polite?"
Wang Youde said: "The Qian family has been passed down for five generations. If it weren't for your generous hand, the real person, their family would have been destroyed in this generation!"
Yun Song said: "How could it be possible? Didn't Qian Anjiang say that there are dozens of grandchildren in his generation?"
Wang Youde introduced: "He said that the Qian family is the Jiangnan Qian family. The branch in our old town is a collateral line. Their family is not prosperous. From the father of the Qian family to him to Qian Anjiang and then to Qian Changkang, it has been passed down for four generations.
Got it!"
He looked around and then came closer and whispered: "I'm afraid this generation will have to pass alone. Qian Changkang went to Shanghai to do business at the beginning of the year and met a bandit. It seems that his life was damaged. You can see that all his beard has fallen out."
Yun Song raised his levator, looked at his head and said: "The Supreme Heavenly Lord of Fortune, King of Almsgiver, sit quietly and meditate on your own faults, and don't talk about others' faults with your mouth."
He decided to grow a beard in the future.
No wonder Taoist priests in ancient times all had beards.
Wang Youde hurriedly returned the gift: "I sincerely follow the teachings of the real person."
The sun was a little bright, and people were hurrying on the street, most of whom were taking refuge in the shade.
But Yunsong quite enjoyed the feeling of being exposed to the sun.
This made him panic: He was really young and withered, right?
Wang Youde is fat and sweats wildly after being exposed to the scorching sun, and there are oily flowers in his sweat.
He kept wiping his sweat and looked at Yun Song with admiration: The real person has a high level of cultivation, and he may have developed the ability to be invulnerable to cold and heat.
Yun Song was frightened for a while and then calmed down. His eyes were attracted by the appearances of all the living beings in the old town.
It got a little dark last night, and he was so hungry that his eyesight was dim, so he just took a look around the town yesterday.
There will be plenty of food and drink and good lighting, and the old town will look different in his eyes.
Under the bright sunshine, this town has a remote and ancient sense of vicissitudes of life.
People here, young and old, have indifferent and simple faces.
Because they are near the river, many businesses have stone reservoirs in front of them, where children in simple clothes and their dogs have water fights.
Under the shade of trees in the streets and alleys, some old men and women are weaving items with ivy, such as rattan chairs, rattan baskets, and rattan-backed bamboo baskets in many styles.
Old and young men walked through the street with their dark, shiny skin exposed. Some were barefoot and had their trouser legs rolled up, carrying fish baskets on their shoulders with live fish jumping inside. Some were sweating while carrying farm tools, and some were looking sad.
Walking in a hurry.
He didn't know what the situation was like in this world in this era, but judging from the lives of the people in the old town.
Chapter completed!