Everyone stood in the yard waiting, and Yang Huaming yawned three times in one breath.

"Dad, this child has also landed, and we know it is a boy. Let's go back, there is no need to stand here anymore..." Yang Huaming suggested.

Old Yang glanced at Yang Huaming and Luo Fengtang and said, "You guys should go back first. I won't go back until I see my great-grandson with my own eyes."

Yang Huazhong said: "Dad, I'm not in a hurry. Now that I'm here, I also want to take a look at my little grandnephew before I leave."

Luo Fengtang said: "I'm not in a hurry, I'm waiting for Qing'er and my mother-in-law."

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and smiled towards him to show her acquiescence.

Yang Huaming stretched his waist and said: "There are not many people in the Li family, and we don't care about many etiquettes. We are also elders, so we stood in this courtyard for most of the night and no one came out to say hello."

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"That's all, you guys have to keep watch and keep watching. I'm sleepy, but I have to go home and go to sleep."

After Yang Huaming finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the yard, but was stopped by Old Yangtou.

"Tonight is the Ghost Festival, how about... you should wait a while and go back with us?" Old Yangtou asked.

Yang Huaming was startled for a moment, then waved his hand nonchalantly: "No need, no need, I'm a grown-up man and I can sit upright, so I'm not afraid of those things!"

Old Yangtou said: "If you can walk and sit upright, that's good!"

"It's better to be cautious about some things. Just wait a minute. I'll ask Qing'er to call your wife out. If you want to go back, you two can have company together."

Soon, Mrs. Liu was called out.

When Yang Ruoqing went to call her, she had already informed Mrs. Liu of Old Yangtou's intention.

So after Mrs. Liu came out, she went straight to Lao Yangtou and said, "Dad, I will go back with the fourth child. Oh, I was busy with the delivery tonight. It is considered a birth!"

Yang Ruoqing stood aside and listened, the corner of her mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

The fourth aunt's art of speaking is very good. When she said this, she made it seem like she was the one doing the heavy lifting in the delivery room tonight. She was so bragging that she was almost blown away.

Old Yang nodded his head repeatedly. In a good mood, he found Mrs. Liu's daughter-in-law more pleasing to his eyes than usual.

"Okay, okay, you have all worked hard tonight. When the little baby makes the full moon wine later, you all come to the table and drink a few more cups of wedding wine." Old Yangtou said.

Yang Yongxian couldn't wait to approach Mrs. Liu: "Fourth Aunt, what does my son look like? Can you tell me this?"

Old Yangtou was also looking forward to it and looked at Ms. Liu again.

Yang Huazhong and the others also cast their gazes over, and Mrs. Liu took advantage of this gaze the most.

He quickly licked his dry lips and told everyone: "It's a wrinkled mass, about this long, with a big head, a big green patch on the buttocks, and wrinkles on the forehead."

"My belly is swollen, my skin is red, my eyes haven't opened yet, but there are so many hairs on my head, so many and black..."

"Hahaha, that looks like Yongxian. Yongxian also had a lot of hair when he was born." Yang Huazhong couldn't help but said happily.

Old Yangtou did not laugh, but looked at Liu's gestures: "How long did you say the child would be?"

"It's so long..." Ms. Liu raised her hand and gestured again.

Old Yangtou really couldn't laugh now, "This child... why is he so small? When the boys in our Old Yang family are born, all of them are very big. This is a problem of the seeds!"

Yang Yongxian said: "Sir, have you forgotten? My son is two months early, so he is naturally young."

Old Yang was stunned. The old man raised his hand and patted his forehead gently, "Look at my memory. I was so happy that I almost forgot about this."

"Are you done? Are you ready to go?" Over there, Yang Huaming was urging Mr. Liu.

Old Yangtou also said to Mrs. Liu: "You two go back first, we will leave later."

Then, Old Yangtou told Yang Huaming: "Don't do anything strange on the way. I will take your wife home with you. If you dare to do something strange, be careful and I will go back and deal with you!"

Yang Huaming rolled his eyes and said: "She is really a hero tonight. How can I dare to provoke her, a hero? Let's go!"

After saying these words, Yang Huaming turned around and walked out of the yard. Liu quickly chased after her, and the couple left one after another under the moonlight.

There is a prosperous population under his feet, and Old Yangtou is very satisfied with this.

After Yang Huaming and Mrs. Liu left, it took another moment to burn incense, but Mrs. Sun finally came out of the delivery room with her baby still in her arms, and stood in the main room calling everyone to come and take a look.

"Why don't you take it to the yard?" Old Yangtou asked.

"Dad, this child is less than a month old and his body is small. If he is afraid of being frightened by the wind when he is carried in the yard, we should go to the main room and see him." Yang Huazhong enlightened him kindly.

Lao Yang nodded, and everyone came to the main room and looked around the child in Sun's arms.

"It's too small. It looks like a mouse wrapped in this quilt." This was the first thing Old Yang said.

"However, no matter how much he looks like a mouse, he is still the great-grandson of our old Yang family." After saying that, Old Yang couldn't help but stretched out his hand and lightly touched the little baby's furry face.

"My little great-grandson, hurry up and grow up. When the Qingming Festival comes next spring, I will write you into the family tree. Your name will be ranked ahead of your third uncle's brother Hong'er..."

The importance Lao Yangtou attaches to this child falls in the eyes of every Lao Yang family member around him.

Everyone was shocked, even Yang Ruoqing was a little confused despite being shocked.

People in these ancient times generally valued direct descendants and elders.

This child is the direct descendant of the Liao family, but not the eldest great-grandson.

The eldest of the great-grandsons is Yang Yongzhi’s son Honger.

Since both of them are insignificant, the reason why Old Yangtou attaches so much importance to this child should be because this child is the son of Yang Yongxian, the eldest grandson whom Old Yangtou values ​​most.

It's because the child's father is important, so the child has followed the rising tide.

"Okay, the child has finished reading. Let's take him back to his mother." Old Yang said.

Mrs. Sun nodded and went in with the child in her arms.

Old Yangtou asked Bao Suyun who was still standing at the door: "How is Li Xiuxin?"

Bao Suyun smiled and nodded: "Mother and son are safe. Maybe they were too tired and fell asleep."

Old Yangtou said: "Well, please help me transfer these two taels of silver to Mother Li, and ask her to buy two old hens to stew, to replenish Li Xiuxin's health, and to provide milk for my great-grandson of Old Yang's family."

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Bao Suyun received the money, nodded with a smile, and turned back to the house.

"Master, I don't want to go back tonight, I want to stay here with Xiuxin and the child." Yang Yongxian said.

Old Yang was startled for a moment, then showed a thoughtful expression, and then nodded: "That's okay."

It was almost ready. Mother Li and Aunt Li came outside the yard and exchanged a few words with Old Yangtou, and then Old Yangtou and his party left.

It was almost early in the morning, and the moon was directly above our heads. Everyone was talking about the baby as they walked along. Everyone was in high spirits, and with the large number of people, even Sun and Bao Suyun didn’t think tonight was the right time.
Chapter completed!