Yang Ruoqing didn't go, but stood at the door of the house with Lao Yangtou and Yang Huazhong.

The commotion here is getting louder and louder. Zhao Liuer, Jin, and even Yang Huamei all came here specially, and they were all waiting outside for news.

Yang Huamei looked around the crowd and asked in surprise: "Why don't you see my mother? Is she in the delivery room?"

Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips, "I've been guarding the baby for a long time. She's tired. I'll send her back to the east room to rest. I'll go and tell her the good news after she gives birth!"

Yang Huamei stopped asking any more questions and stood there waiting for news.

The commotion in the delivery room became more and more intense, and when the sound was heard outside, it was so heartbreaking that it made people's scalp numb.

"Logically speaking, nothing will happen to this medicine, right? I think Yongxian's wife rarely gets sick on weekdays, can she handle it?" Lao Yangtou asked Yang Huazhong in a low voice.

Yang Huazhong said: "Mother and son will definitely be safe."

Old Yangtou also nodded: "Well, with the way Dafang is now, I hope that Yongxian's wife will be able to give birth to a great-grandson for our Old Yang family!"

Why does Yang Huazhong sound a bit uncomfortable when he says this?

And what was equally unpleasant was Zhao Liuer on the side.

Yang Ruoqing didn't feel like it, so she expressed her dissatisfaction directly: "Master, I don't like hearing what you said. Aren't Hong'er and Feng'er the great-grandsons of the old Yang family?"

When Old Yangtou saw Yang Ruoqing's sarcastic face and the subtle looks in Yang Huazhong and Zhao Liuer's eyes, the old man instantly realized that he had said the wrong thing.

He grinned awkwardly and said: "Didn't I make a slip of the tongue in a moment of impatience? Hong'er and Feng'er are both the great-grandsons of our old Yang family, Hong'er is still the great-eldest grandson! Girl Qing, don't pick on me

There’s a thorn in my words!”

Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips, she really didn't want to argue with this old man, it was very boring.

But I pretended not to hear it, and felt suffocated, ugh!

After a thrilling delivery, at sunset, the baby's cry finally sounded in the delivery room.

Outside the delivery room, Lao Yangtou suddenly became excited, "Listening to this voice, I'm crying loudly. It's probably a son!"

"It's possible for my daughter. When my baby Luo was born, she cried louder than Chen'er!" Yang Ruoqing said deliberately.

Old Yangtou frowned again.

"Girl Qing, don't say bad words, your eldest brother is short of a son," the old man said.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes: "What does it mean to be unlucky? Having children and having daughters is your own. If everyone in this world only gives birth to sons and not daughters, then who will give birth to babies for these bachelors, big and small, in the future?"

Is the baby girl unlucky? I think the baby girl is a caring little cotton-padded jacket. Anyway, our old Luo family loves baby girls!"

Yang Huazhong lowered his face and said, "Your mother and I are also very fond of girls. When you were born, you were a fool and we couldn't bear to throw it away. Look, when you grow up, one girl can equal ten sons!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled cutely at Yang Huazhong, and the heartwarming eye interaction between father and daughter made Old Yang even more unhappy.

But now is not the time to worry about these things, the most important thing is whether the child inside is a boy or a girl!

Old Yang couldn't help but went to knock on the door to ask. Just as the door of the delivery room opened, Mrs. Sun poked her head out and announced the good news with a smile on her face: "I've given birth to a son!"

"What? Son?" Old Yangtou couldn't believe it.

Sun nodded.

Old Yang touched his palms with his head, and his dark face, which had been sullen all day, suddenly turned into a smile as bright as a chrysanthemum.

"It's great, great, our old Yang family's eldest great-grandson has finally been born. Hahaha, our old Yang family has hope, and Yongxian is about to have a good fortune..."

Everyone around him was speechless.

Yang Ruoqing directly thought that Old Yang Tou was crazy with joy and farted randomly.

"Mom, how is sister-in-law doing?" She stepped forward and asked.

Sun said: "The situation is not bad, it should be no serious problem."

Yang Ruoqing nodded and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. You guys should take good care of her. It's time for me to go back."

Originally, Yang Ruoqing planned to invite Uncle Fu to come over if things failed, but now that Liao Meiying had successfully given birth to an heir, this incident was saved. She didn't want to rush to get involved in other matters.

After returning home, Yang Ruoqing received a letter from the capital, sent by Chen'er.

Apart from the route to Nanye Island in the East China Sea, I’m talking about another thing.

"The Yanzi Lake trains the navy to suppress bandits?"

Yang Ruoqing opened it and took a look, slightly surprised. She knew Chen'er was unwilling to give in, but she didn't expect him to be so impatient.

She couldn't ignore the matter of fighting father and son. Chen'er was still too young. Now that the world was in chaos, it was extremely difficult to do well.

This Qi Xingyun is really good at looking for trouble.

I felt somewhat resentful towards Qi Huang.

Qi Xingyun gave Luo Xingchen great power, but the real purpose was not to help him out. If he wanted to unify the world again, he would definitely seize every opportunity.

He has always been so unscrupulous, but fortunately, Qi Xingyun will not take the initiative to anger him now.

Yang Ruoqing thought about it and decided to go to the capital to meet Qi Xingyun and get more benefits.

If you want a horse to run, you must also feed it grass.

Who is willing to help him if he doesn't give him enough benefits!

…

After arranging the follow-up matters, Yang Ruoqing was ready to choose a date to set off.

A few days later, Cao Bamei stumbled over in a panic, still shouting: "It's not good, it's not good..."

"What happened? Speak slowly."

Yang Ruoqing's heart skipped a beat, but she still maintained a calm and calm appearance. Over the years, her temperament has become more and more unpredictable. In the minds of people in her hometown, her status is no longer the same as it was back then.

"Yongxian... Yongxian went crazy... he was going to hit his head on the mirror and die." Cao Bamei stuttered a little when she spoke, obviously she was a little frightened.

Yang Ruoqing had no choice but to follow and take a look.

As soon as he arrived at the main room, he saw Yang Yongxian's forehead was bloody and bloody, looking straight at the broken mirror, making inarticulate roars from his mouth, and his eyes were blood red.

"Why is my grandson so miserable?"

Mrs. Tan banged the table and cried loudly while wiping away tears. Unfortunately, she could not squeeze out a few drops from her blind eyes.

Lao Yangtou, Yang Huazhong held Yang Yongxian's arms to prevent him from hitting him.

"I'm possessed by an evil spirit. I'm possessed by an evil spirit. I've offended my ancestors."

"Could it be that the fox demon is possessed and causing trouble?"

"..."

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips secretly, wanting to laugh in her heart.

What kind of fox monster, what kind of evil spirit, it’s obviously “depression.”

Of course, in this era it is impossible to know what "depression" is.

"Qing'er, come quickly and knock down your Yongxian brother."

The veins on Yang Huazhong's neck popped out. When he saw Yang Ruoqing arriving, he said in a hurry.

Yang Ruoqing originally didn't want to get involved in this matter, but since Yang Huazhong was impatient, she had no choice but to step forward, stretch out her hand and tap Yang Yongxian's neck temple twice, hitting the sleeping point.
Chapter completed!