Qingshan Town, Ye’s Bookstore!

A burst of joyful congratulations sounded in the backyard!

suddenly.

Ma Jun noticed that Mr. Ye, who was extremely anxious before, stayed there blankly.

There was no trace of light in my eyes, and I was anxious.

See this scene!

Ma Jun shouted quickly:

"Mr. Ye, what's wrong with you, Mr. Ye?"

Seeing this, one of the aunts next door said thoughtfully:

"I guess I must have been frightened by this sudden surprise!"

"Just wait for a while!"

Just then.

A hint of daze appeared in Ye Fan's eyes, and his eyes fell on the closed door, revealing a look of ecstasy.

At this moment, he was not as steady as usual, and shouted loudly to the Stable in the house:

"Open the door quickly and let me see my son!"

"Mr. Ye, don't worry."

One of the Ma Mansion's rough wife responded quickly.

Before Mr. Ye could speak again, he was interrupted by the voice of the intercourse of the Wenpo in the bedroom.

"Hand the scissors over!"

"Prepare hot water and use it later!"

“···”

A series of instructions from Wenpo sounded in the bedroom.

Not long.

The door of the room is open.

The Wenpo came to Ye Fan with the baby in the cradle, congratulations:

"Mr. Ye, congratulations!"

"A big fat boy of nine pounds and nine pounds!"

Said.

Wenpo handed the baby in the cradle to Mr. Ye.

Seeing this, Ye Fan took it carefully, as if holding the priceless porcelain, and did not dare to use too much effort.

Just held it stiffly.

He dared not move at all.

On the other side.

When Wenpo saw Mr. Ye, who was usually elegant, showing this look, he couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Immediately afterwards, Wenpo carefully taught Ye Fan how to hold the baby without worrying about hurting the baby in the cradle.

After Wenpo's demonstration, Ye Fan, who had amazing memory, naturally remembered it clearly.

Ye Fan, who was carefully holding his son, hugging him as Wen Po, while looking at the baby in the swaddling clothes.

Pink skin!

A faint milky fragrance!

His little eyes were tightly closed and he was sleeping heavily.

The more Cheng Buzheng looks at it, the more he likes it in his heart.

"Is this my son?"

"So cute!"

When Wenpo saw Mr. Ye’s happy look, he also exclaimed:

"Young Master Ye, you are so extraordinary!"

"Even if the old woman hasn't delivered a thousand children for most of her life, there are eight hundred!"

"But I have never seen a newly born baby, and the skin will be so delicate and white, and it will usually grow gradually after a few months."

"Maybe, let the young master have the roots of immortals!"

Hearing this.

Mr. Ye smiled happier, but he still said a few words of modestness.

after all.

He also heard the legend of immortals in the town.

What's more, the residents of the town have seen immortals falling from the sky in some big cities.

The words are convincing.

There is no limit to one person who witnesses.

Therefore, Mr. Ye also understands that there are really immortals in this world?

Because of this, he also wants his son to have a better future.

Ye Fan, who was the first father, also realized at this moment the true meaning of parental love.

Don’t seek your own gains and losses!

I just want my children to have a better future!

At this time.

Ma Jun took out a ingot of silver and handed it to Wenpo.

Seeing Yin Qian, Wen Po's old lady showed a happy smile on her face and congratulated her again.

See this scene.

Ye Fan couldn't help but be so upset that he actually forgot the silver reward.

After all, the wife is in charge of the money at home on weekdays, so he has no idea about money.

So much so that he didn't think of this at the first time.

"Boy Ma, thank you!"

"You can pay for today's expenses first, help take care of them, and settle with you after you're done."

“Oh…Mr. Ye, you need to be polite!

This amount of money is not counting to me...

Before Ma Jun finished speaking, Mr. Ye quickly interrupted:

"One code is unified, it cannot be confused!"

"What's more,..."

Just when he wanted to continue saying something...

A familiar and delicate voice came from the bedroom.

"Husband!"

"Show me the kids!"

Hearing words.

Ye Fan didn't care about anything else, and immediately walked into the room with his fat son in his craziness.

When he entered the room, he saw his wife with a rosy face and some fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

At this moment, her eyes were locked tightly on the swaddle in her husband's arms.

Seeing this.

Ye Fan hugged his son, walked quickly to the bed, carefully handed it to the lady, and demonstrated:

"Madam, you hold your son's neck with your hand, and you must not let your head hang in the air..."

Murong Wanwan looked at her husband while demonstrating how to hold her son. She looked at her nervously.

Obviously.

My husband is worried about her.
To be continued...