"I envy her, she is worthy of being remembered by the body." Huangfuqing sighed slightly and looked at the baby in her arms. Zhao Fanlin told her before he went to Duotou Cliff last time that the maximum deadline is to use the immortal stone to separate the mother and child.
The fate of this life will last for another six months, but it is already the eighth month, which is far beyond this time. Besides, it is not certain when Zhao Fan will come back. She does not know whether it will be the Year of the Monkey or the Horse, so she is very worried.
Then, everyone once again focused on watching "Seventeen Princess" starring Lin Qianqian. Sometimes fate is really magical. This film was invested in this film while Shiqi was still alive. Previously, a scandal was exposed because of the chosen heroine.
Due to other factors, the production was postponed. When Lin Qianqian was shining in the entertainment industry, the director immediately fell in love with her and wanted to ask the opinion of the only investor Shiqi. However, Shiqi's mobile phone was kept by Xiao Diao after his death.
, when the call came, Xiao Diao thought it was the best, so he pretended to be Seventeen and agreed.
The filming went extremely smoothly. This was Lin Qianqian's first step in the film and television field. She worked very hard and brought the role of "Seventeen" to life!
In this way, today's popular drama was born.
The only pity is that the real heroine, Shi Qi, who invested in it, will never be seen again.
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Wanshan barren land, early summer.
Longyao Town.
Zhao Fan was lying on a wicker chair outside the wooden house, closing his eyes and enjoying the warm breeze blowing on his face. From time to time, he would hum a tune he learned from the young people in the village.
"Sir, this is the custard my mother and I made for my wife. It is very good for pregnant women who are about to give birth." A pretty girl came to the wooden house holding a silver plate in her hands.
Zhao Fan opened his eyes, stood up, took the hand and said with a silly smile: "It's troublesome."
"No trouble, no trouble." The girl said with grateful and admiring eyes: "If it weren't for you, everyone might have to count on their fingers to eat meat now."
After saying that, she smiled softly and ran away with a blushing face.
Zhao Fan turned around and walked into the door, saying: "Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, look, this is the custard sent by the Liang family, saying it is good for you."
Zhen Ran, who was sitting on the bed, laughed when she heard this and said: "If you add more... I will become a pig. Let's put it on the table first. I will eat it when I am hungry."
During this period of time, her figure could no longer remain as slim as before, and she had gained weight, but this plumpness was still beautiful and charming.
"Great." Zhao Fan took another big plate and put it on the table. He squatted beside the bed expectantly, then he stretched out his hand to touch the other person's big belly, "Why doesn't the baby come out? I'm dying of anxiety every day."
Got it!"
"You're in a hurry." Zhen Ran rolled her eyes and said, "Come on, these days, speaking of Silly Fan, do you want a boy or a girl?"
Zhao Fan looked like he was thinking, and after a while, he nodded and said, "Girl, she must be as beautiful as my wife."
"Why don't you want a boy?" Zhen Ran wondered.
"Because I'm ugly." Zhao Fan said with a silly smile: "If you are like me, then I won't be the only ugly one in the family."
"..."
This reason really left Zhen Ran speechless. She shook her head and said, "Who told you that a boy should follow his father and a girl should follow her mother?"
"Xu Zichuan said it." Zhao Fan said seriously: "His mother is not pretty, but his father is handsome."
"Okay." Zhen Ran raised her hand and stroked his face, smiling happily.
…
Before I knew it, three days passed peacefully and warmly.
On the night of the fourth day, while Zhao Fan was sleeping soundly, he was suddenly pushed twice by Zhen Ran's hand. He heard his wife screaming in pain in a daze, so he woke up suddenly and asked loudly: "
Wife, what’s wrong with you?”
"I'm going to... I'm going to give birth!" Zhen Ran's face, like a flower and a grass, tightened.
"ah?"
Zhao Fan immediately went to the ground, lit a candle, pushed open the door, and shouted urgently at the top of his voice: "My wife is going to give birth, please come quickly! If you don't come, it will be over!"
Many men, women, and children in Longyao Town were all awakened from their dreams by this word. When they heard the Lord's voice, they guessed what was going on.
The next moment, the two stable women who were responsible for delivering babies hurried over under the leadership of Mrs. Liu.
"Quick, quick!" Zhao Fan waved to them impatiently from a distance.
Mrs. Liu couldn't help but smile, "My lord, it's okay, don't worry."
Zhao Fan couldn't listen at all, so he pulled the two steady women into the door. During the process, their feet kept off the ground and they "flyed" to the bed in the wooden house.
"What are you doing standing still? Hurry up!" Zhao Fan said happily.
"Ahem...My lord, men are not allowed to watch during delivery." One of the stable women reminded awkwardly.
"Ah?" Zhao Fan was startled, then turned around stupidly and came outside the house, waiting anxiously.
Mrs. Liu began to boil hot water.
Many villagers spontaneously stood in the open space not far from the wooden house, praying together to God to bless the young master and bring him to earth smoothly.
After struggling for more than an hour, suddenly, a loud cry of a baby broke the tranquility of the night.
"Wow~~~~!"
…
"She's given birth, madam, she's given birth!"
"If you cry so brightly, you must be a mastermind."
"Who said that? I remember when Ruyu was born, she cried louder than Zichuan."
…
Many men, women and children were as excited as if they had given birth. They were even more excited than during the Chinese New Year. They all speculated on the gender of the child. Some gamblers even made a temporary bet, but the bets placed by everyone were more extravagant.
Plant second and third order.
Because these days, every time the hunting team goes out, they will bring back a lot of carcasses of wild beasts. The desolate bones are no longer as scarce as in the past. As the killer, Zhao Fan even said that they will be distributed to the villagers for free. Now they are basically
Every household in the world has at least two to three third-level desolate bones, and as for the second-level ones, there are more than two hands.
As the "production" of desolate bones has greatly increased, the strength of many young people is also different from what it used to be. The good ones, like Xu Zichuan and Xiao Liuzi, have reached the late third level, while the poor ones are all quasi-third level beings.
And the hunting captain Xue Changfan broke into the mid-level fourth level with the help of three fourth-level desolate bones.
Mrs. Liu also improved a small level, reaching the late fourth level.
In Longyao Town, even without Zhao Fan, in terms of strength, he is the leader among many villages!
At this moment, an old lady came out with a sweaty baby in her arms, "My lord, he is a man with a handle. He looks just like you."
When Zhao Fan heard this, his excited face turned a little depressed.
He looked at the baby in doubt, and then his eyes seemed to be hooked. At the same time, he said with a silly smile: "Liar, how does this look like me? With a small nose, small eyebrows, and a small mouth, I can see it.
She looks very much like a daughter-in-law."
Po Wen said aggrievedly: "My eyes are like yours, and the rest are more like my wife. When I grow up, I will be a handsome man who has fascinated thousands of girls!"
After her reminder, Zhao Fan felt that this was really the case, so he glanced at the door nervously, "How is my wife?"
"Okay, very good." Po Wen nodded and said to herself: "The Lord's love for his wife is stronger than gold."
At this moment, Zhao Fan eagerly raised his hands and said, "Quick, give me a hug for my son."
Po Wen gave the baby away with a smile, "Don't drop it."
"Um!"
The moment Zhao Fan received it in his hand, his whole body froze inexplicably, and then, a thunder and lightning that ripped through the sky and earth was struck in his soul. There was a boom, as if something was broken into pieces...
When he looked at the child, his eyes and expression became dull, and his unchanging silly smile began to gradually subside. In the end, there was no trace of stupidity at all, and he was replaced by calm as water.
Zhao Fan kept holding the baby and stood motionless.
One second.
Two seconds.
Five minutes.
A stick of incense!
Everyone noticed something was wrong and looked at Zhao Fan in surprise, wondering what happened. The moment the Lord took the child in his arms, it was stuck here like a wooden sculpture.
"Your Majesty?" Mrs. Liu asked tentatively.
Zhao Fan seemed to be unable to hear and made no expression.
At this time, the swaddled baby cried loudly again, and the loud cry seemed to shake his heartstrings.
Immediately afterwards, the expression on Zhao Fan's face kept changing, despair... helplessness... confusion... anger... hatred... shock... shock...
I don’t know how long it took, but I finally calmed down.
Zhao Fan's pupils seemed to be a world of their own, as vast as the heaven and earth, but with an undercurrent that seemed like landslides, earthquakes, hurricanes, tsunamis, and even vague electric arcs would erupt at any time...