"Mr. Sir, my wife has given birth to a little man!"

Seeing Yang Xuan rushing out of the ancestral hall, Jiang Heer shouted.

"I know, I know!"

Yang Xuanyuan closed the door, turned around and ran away.

The calm posture was gone.

All his cultivation and his reserve were forgotten at this moment.

I ran all the way outside the delivery room.

Yi Niang held the baby in her arms and looked at the child tenderly. After hearing the footsteps, she raised her head and smiled, "Mr. Lang, he is a little man."

Yang Xuan shouted towards the delivery room: "A Ning, An Ning!"

Zhou Ning said tiredly: "It's okay!"

Yang Xuan felt relieved, then took the child and looked at it carefully.

"What a handsome child!"

"yes!"

"When he grows up, he will definitely be a man that all the ladies will flock to!"

forecourt.

"It's a baby!"

The inner court sent someone to inform.

"God bless you!"

Yang Lue prayed devoutly.

Tears well up in my eyes!

"I've suffered a lot from you these past years!"

The same is true for Lin Feibao.

Lang Jun has an heir, which is an important event.

Han Ji felt that Yang Lue was a little strange, "Who is this person from Lang Jun?"

The old thief shook his head and said, "Old friend."

hehe!

Han Ji smiled, but did not continue to ask.

Many times, it is most natural to let things happen naturally.

"Has Mr. Lang chosen a name?" Yang Lue asked.

"Go and ask." Lin Feibao ordered people to go to the inner courtyard and ask.

"Name?" Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment. The names he had been brewing since he found out about Zhou Ning's pregnancy flashed through his mind, and finally one appeared.

"start!"

"Qi, what a good name!" Yi Niang praised.

Zhou Ning was drowsy inside. Suddenly the door opened a little, and then Yang Xuan came in with the child in his arms.

"Aning."

"You...how did you get in?"

"The child's name is Qi, Yang Qi."

"start?"

"right."

Yang Xuan handed the swaddling clothes over.

"Open, open the door." Zhou Ning thought for a while and felt full of vitality and vitality.

"Where's your nickname?"

The child's first name cannot be called at home. Of course, he can be called Dalang or something like that.

But Yang Xuan said that he wanted to give the child a nickname.

It must sound good.

Yang Xuan said: "A Liang."

"Aliang means sorghum, the staple food..." Zhou Ning smiled and said, "It sounds good."

"That's right! I'm sure I can get a nice nickname." Yang Xuan said proudly.

"A Liang." Zhou Ning called softly.

Wang Laoer is back.

Someone just happened to come from the inner courtyard.

"The young man's name is Qi, and his nickname is A Liang."

Everyone was overjoyed.

"Qi! What a good name!" Han Ji stroked his beard, his face glowing red.

Wang Laoer was covered in dew, and he trembled like the former King Wei, "Mr. Han, tell me."

Han Ji smiled and said: "Qi, originally means to open the door. To open, to open the door. When the little man was born, purple energy came from the east. Purple energy coming from the east means opening. It's a good sign, you can see that you are a blessed person!"

"

"I want to take a look." Wang Laoer was a little curious.

"The child cannot be exposed to the wind at this moment." Han Ji said, "We will see it later in a few days."

"Sanchao Xi'er." said the old thief.

Giving birth is a dangerous thing, and the mortality rate has always been high. You can't be happy after giving birth, but you still have to see what God wants. If you are not careful, either the adult or the child will fall ill.

Therefore, we have to wait for three days. If the mother and child are safe within three days, it is a good sign, indicating that God is not ready to accept the child. At this time, the midwife must be invited to bathe the child.

"Old thief, do you think the young man is as handsome as the husband?" Wang Laoer went to the kitchen and ordered a bowl of buns and squatted beside him to eat.

"It must be!" The old thief sighed, "Back when Lang Jun was still a young man, we worked hard together in Chang'an. At that time, a bad handsome man from Wannian County could make Lang Jun bow his head. I didn't expect it! There was such a thing!

One day.”

"This is a good thing." Cao Ying had been silent for a long time. Now when she spoke, Han Ji asked, "What does Mr. Cao have?"

"Just happy." Cao Ying knew that Han Ji wanted to ask if she had held back some poems.

"By the way, I heard something." Wu Da made some cakes, which were still hot. He turned them over in his hands and sucked in a cold breath. "It was said that the wife was having trouble giving birth, so the husband went to the ancestral hall to pray. Hey! That's true.

It's amazing. As soon as the husband prayed, he was born."

Han Ji is staring at Cao Ying.

Cao Ying's eyes lit up, "Sure enough, it's the ancestor's protection!"

What does Lang Jun’s ancestral protection have to do with Lao Cao?

Seeing how excited he was, it was as if he had discovered that Lang Jun's ancestors were gods.

Something doesn’t seem quite right here!

Take a look at Yang Lue. He is majestic and has an extraordinary temperament. He is the one in the upper rank at first glance.

Such a big man with extraordinary temperament quietly appeared in the Yang family, and Cao Ying and others were very familiar with him.

Cao Ying, Yiniang, Da Han, Huang Linxiong... these people seem to have known each other for a long time.

Cao Ying came over.

"What are you thinking about?"

Han Ji's heart moved, "I'm thinking that since Lang Jun has an heir, his inheritance will also have an heir in the future. But I'm just wondering how big this inheritance can be."

"think!"

"What?"

"think!"

…

In the early morning, the sweepers in Lin'an City appeared.

The door to the Yang family opened.

A servant came out and stretched himself.

"Hard!"
To be continued...