Two days later, the Inn of Yuecheng.

"Ye Feibai and Gao Chen go to inquire about the news about the Yuwen family and see if this child has any relatives." Tang Ning looked at the two and explained.

"Yes." The two responded and walked out.

In the inn, Tang Ning asked the waiter to tell the kitchen to make some rice paste, while the others asked them to rest first. As for the baby, they were placed in Tang Ning's room.

Looking at the baby who was stretching his hands and feet on the bed, Tang Ning couldn't help but stretch out his fingers to tease him, and then he giggled, waving his hands to hug her.

"Boy, have you lost weight in the past two days?"

She chuckled, and saw that the baby was holding her hand and was about to bite it into her mouth. She took her hand and pinched his arm like a lotus root, and then touched the fleshy thighs. Seeing that the baby's hands and legs were fat in several sections, the skin was smooth, and the more she touched, the more she felt the fun it became.

“Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The baby thought she was playing with him, and giggled, clenched his little hands into fists and kicked his little fat legs, smiling happily.

Seeing that he was wearing a lanyard around his neck, Tang Ning reached out and hooked it out. He saw that it was a small and exquisite peace lock. The style seemed to be specially customized.

"Yuwen Han?"

She looked at the name and birthday engraved on her palm, and couldn't help but look at the giggling baby again.

"Master, Mi Hu is here." A voice came from outside the room.

"Just give it to me." Song Tianyou took the mizu outside and said, "Master, I'm in."

"Come in!" Tang Ning said, and saw the door pushing open, Song Tianyou came in with rice mud.

Tang Ning stuffed Ping An Lock back into the child's clothes, then picked him up, walked to the table and sat down, and said, "Why don't you go and take a break? Are you not tired?"

“Not tired.”

Song Tianyou put the rice paste on the table and sat down next to him. He watched the little baby dance with his little hands and scream, and he couldn't help but hold his fat hand and shake it gently.

"Master, does this little baby not have a name yet?"

"His name is Yuwen Han." Tang Ning said, scooping some rice paste and blowing it cooled down and feeding it to the child. Seeing him slamming his mouth and eating rice paste, her heart couldn't help but soften.

This little look is really likable.

After feeding a small bowl of rice paste, the little guy ate and fell asleep again. Tang Ning put him on the bed and covered him with a quilt. After a while, the two who went out to inquire about the news also came back.

"teacher."

The two entered Tangning's room and sat down, saying, "The Yuwen family is not a first-class family in this city, but they have a small status. As far as we know, the father of this child is the third son of the Yuwen family. He died half a year ago. He is the posthumous son. Because the third wife was rescued by the third son and married him after being rescued by the third son, he has never been loved by the family and has no support or mother. So this time he was arranged to live in the countryside. It is probably because someone in the escort team escaped. Therefore, the people of the Yuwen family already know that they were killed."

Tang Ning frowned and asked, "Then this child has no grandfather or something?"

"The ancestor of the Yuwen family is not the real grandfather of the third son. And according to our inquiry, there is constant internal struggle in the Yuwen family, and the family affection between brothers is not valued much."
Chapter completed!