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Chapter 437 Ren Zhan

Guangxin, Nanshu City.

After seeing off the county governor Qin Pengju, Ren Ning carefully read the front page of the newspaper again.

As for the royal family secret, he would not even take a second look at it after being tested by various marketing accounts in his previous life.

After reading the newspaper, Ren Ning's eyes flashed.

Now the Jade Dragon Fleet has returned to Yunchui and has also alerted the coastal counties.

Everything went according to Wei Junqian's plan.

If Ishikawa Taki sends his army westward by then, he probably won't get much benefit.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

After putting down the newspaper, Ren Ning no longer cared about things in the north.

In the following days, he stayed with Yingpan peacefully, carefully took care of his wife, and waited for the birth of his child.

A few days later, in early October, Lei Er and his wife came to visit.

Female guests have their own Miao Dong to receive them.

Lei Er was chewing beans and looking around at the new house in front of him, "The house is really nice. I want to build one when I go back."

"Make it." Ren Ning nodded.

There is also a lot of money in Lei's second hand, and it is not a problem at all to build a manor of the same size.

The two chatted for a while about the mansion in front of them, and Lei Er's eyes fell on Ren Ning's face.

"Old Ren, I haven't seen you for a few days, and your beard has grown a lot. Is everything going well at home?"

"Can I help you with anything?"

Ren Ning was dumbfounded and touched his chin. He was really messed up.

He took out the saber that had killed countless enemies and scraped it slowly.

"Everything is fine, don't worry."

"As for you," Ren Ning glanced at Lei Er, "remember to prepare a birthday gift for your nephew."

"That's good," Lei Er breathed a sigh of relief, "As for the gift, do you still need to remind me? Don't worry. I've already prepared it."

"By the way, the due date is these days."

Ren Ning nodded, "Both the doctor and Wen Po have said so for the past two days."

In the afternoon, Li Hezhu from across the street and Ren Ning's concubine, Ren Xi, who was married to Nanshu City, also came to the door together.

Ren Xi has already given birth to two children, and is much more experienced than Li Hezhu, Miao Dong, Jixiang and Lei Er's wife.

"Brother, I'm going to see my sister-in-law."

"Go ahead."

In this era, it was extremely dangerous for women to give birth, so there were many rules.

Although Ren Ning is the husband, he can only stay in the yard and cannot go into the house to comfort his wife, let alone watch.

Although Ren Ning was dismissive of this, in order to avoid hindering Po Wen's work, he still waited outside in a polite manner.

Hearing the disturbing groans in the house, I stayed up all night.

the next morning.

Gua!

A small cry came from the inner room.

If Ren Ning hadn't kept his ears open, he really wouldn't have heard it.

Not long after, the door creaked open.

Wenpo, whose face was full of happiness, ran out to congratulate her happily.

"Congratulations, General. Congratulations, General. My wife has given birth to a big, fat son. Now mother and son are safe."

call!

Ren Ning breathed a long sigh of relief, and the heart hanging in his throat was finally relieved.

"That's good, that's good." He couldn't help but feel happy.

I never thought that giving birth to a child would be more tiring than fighting a battle.

"Miao Dong," he looked at his sworn sister beside him who was crying with joy, "there is a new addition to the family, and my wife, mother and son are safe. Please go ahead and give me one more month's silver this month."

Miao Dong returned to his senses, wiped his eyes and nodded, "I understand."

After saying that, she put the reward she had prepared in advance into the hands of Po Wen who announced the good news.

Weighing the weight of the silver, Po Wen even smiled like a flower.

She chirped again and said a long string of auspicious words, and then happily went back into the inner room to help.

The baby was born in the morning, but it was not until late afternoon that Ren Ning could enter the house to see his wife and baby.

Yingpan has woken up and is in good spirits.

Although his face was pale, his face was full of happy smiles.

The little child was sleeping soundly next to her, opening his little mouth from time to time, which was very cute.

"Thank you for your hard work." Ren Ning kissed his wife's hand and said softly: "How do you feel now?"

"It's not hard." Yingpan gently rubbed her face against the child, "It feels good. Looking at the child's little face, I feel that all the hard work in the past was worth it."

"Husband, do you want to hug your son?"

Ren Ning nodded, carefully put his wife's hand back on the quilt, and then carefully picked up his son.

After looking at it for a long time, he smiled and said: "The names we prepared before, I wonder which one Madam is going to choose?"

After Ren Ning returned home, the couple discussed this issue in detail.

Because they didn't know whether the child would be a boy or a girl, both men and women were given several names.

Now that everything is done, it's finally time to decide on a name.

Ying Pan smiled and said, "You are the head of the family, so it is up to you to decide the name of the child."

Ren Ning nodded.

"My father named me 'Ning' because he hoped that I would be peaceful and peaceful in the future. However, things went against my wishes. Today's world is peaceful and peaceful, and I ended up on the battlefield."

whee.

Yingpan smiled, "It's precisely because you went to the battlefield that we met. This is called fate."

"It is indeed fate," Ren Ning reached out and brushed away the long hair covering his wife's face, "so let's name our child 'Zhan'."

"His father met his mother on the battlefield, and that's how he was born. When he grows up, he wants to fight on the battlefield like his father and defend the country's borders."

"Ren Zhan?" Yingpan read the name carefully several times, "It's a bit hard to pronounce. But it still sounds pretty good."

"Then let's call it Ren Zhan."

After deciding on a name, it was soon time for the baptism in Sanchao.

Lei Er and other relatives and friends happily came to see the newborn. Even Qin Pengju, the county governor, sent his wife to bring gifts.

Baptism completed,

Ren Ning took out the silver knife given by Wei Junqian and placed it next to his son's quilt in full view of everyone.

"Zhan'er, this is a gift from General Wei. When you can handle it, use it for martial arts practice or self-defense."

Yeah yeah.

Little Ren Zhan didn't know whether he understood or not, but he was waving his little arms cheerfully.

Others looked at the knife, which was longer than a child, and couldn't help wiping their sweat.

Ren Ning seemed not to hear anything, and then took out his own gift.

A strong bow.

"Your father and I are a famous archer in the legion. This is a gift for you. Remember to practice archery hard in the future, so as not to lose your father's reputation."

Yingpan rolled her eyes at her husband and put a safety and longevity lock on the child's little hand.

"Zhan'er, I don't ask for anything else from my mother. I just hope that you can grow up in peace and health."

Aunt Miao Dong gave her nephew a writing brush.

Ha ha!

Lei Er next to him smiled and took out a riding crop from nowhere.

"Miao Dong, Miao Dong, my nephew comes from a family of generals, and he will be a warrior on the battlefield in the future. Why don't he play with a brush or take part in the imperial examination? What he wants to know is how to wield a sword, use a gun, and ride a horse!"

Here.

"Second Uncle Lei is here to give my nephew a riding whip as a token. When you can ride a horse in the future, I will give you a thousand-mile horse as a gift."

His wife quickly pulled him.

"Lei Er, what are you talking nonsense about? Miao Dong means that from now on, our nephew will be as capable as his father in both civil and military affairs."

"It doesn't matter," Ying Pan comforted with a smile, "We don't pay attention to that. The saying is that etiquette is light but friendship is heavy, as long as everyone has their own thoughts."


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