Hearing the old Taoist words, Ximen Chuxue was obviously stunned, and then was attracted by the loud cry in the backyard.

"Uh..."

I heard the baby's crying sounds extremely loud and profound, spreading from afar like a thunder. The throughput of the breath is definitely a part of it. If it were on the contemporary earth, it would definitely be a tenor candidate. [bsp;    "It's been born? It's really born!" Ximen Chuxue was stunned for a moment, then shouted loudly, and then rushed to the backyard in panic, without any calmness.

It is really not easy to get a son in his sixties. It is probably because no one can control his joy. If Ximen Chuxue hadn't been old and could not jump up, he would probably have to turn three or four times to express his joy in his heart.

Ximen Chuxue ran all the way, and her posture was comparable to that of the 100-meter sport Bolt. She was like an old cow with mad cow disease. Ximen Chuxue ran all the way and rushed directly into the boudoir.

Seeing Ximen Chuxue come in, the midwife hurriedly shouted happily: "Congratulations to Master Ximen, mother and son for safety!"

The words "Mother and Son" were so excited that Ximen Chuxue's face filled with tears. Then he saw Ximen Chuxue holding the midwife's hand and thanked him quickly: "Thank you, old man, if it weren't for you, I would not have been like Ximen Chuxue today. I, Ximen Chuxue, thank you for your eight generations of ancestors!"

Ximen Chuxue was so excited that she was a little overwhelmed.

The midwife is only in her fifties, but now she is being held by Ximen Chuxue, a sixty-year-old guy, and she also has to thank her ancestors for her eight lifetimes. This makes the midwife feel a little uncomfortable.

The midwife hurriedly said, "Master Ximen is serious. This is what a mistress should do. Master Ximen, you should go and see the wife and the young master!"

Ximen Chuxue nodded quickly and then rushed towards the bed. When she came to the bed, she saw her wife teasing her son, Ximen Chuxue quickly sat next to her and said to Zhang: "Madam, thank you for your hard work!"

Zhang nodded with a smile, with deep warmth and happiness on his pale face, and then he heard Zhang say with a smile: "Where is my husband? This is what I should do. Husband, look how well our son is!"

Ximen Chuxue held Zhang's hand tightly and then looked at his youngest son.

The newborn child looked rosy and his eyes were very bright. His fair skin was like milk. His cute appearance made people want to kiss him. It was different from the newborn child at all. It looked like a newborn child? Seeing Ximen Chuxue kept saying that he was worthy of his own species!

But Ximen Chuxue didn't know, but at this moment the baby Xueliang's eyes were shocked. If Ximen Chuxue could hear the baby's thoughts, she would probably fall asleep directly after a cerebral thrombosis.

"My fuck, this is the damn situation? Aren't I fired a cannon? Why did I run here?" Looking at the old man and the old woman staring at him in front of me, Zhang Yu was full of confusion and shock, so he couldn't help but yell.

Just this opening turned into a loud cry, which made Ximen Chuxue very happy.

Looking at his baby hands, Zhang Yu had the urge to kill people. Seeing Ximen Chuxue fiddling with his little brother, Zhang Yu had the urge to bite people. Looking at Ximen Chuxue using his slightly white beard to suck his body, Zhang Yu had the urge to run naked...

"What the hell is going on? What is the situation? Who can tell me? Who can tell me? I'm obviously shooting a cannon, why did I run here, and I've become a baby, and I'm blasphemed by an old man. This is so fucking evil!" Zhang Yu cried helplessly without tears.

Suddenly, Zhang Yu was stunned, and then a thought flashed in his heart, muttering to himself: "Have you traveled through time? But I was obviously shooting a cannon? Why did I travel through time in the blink of an eye? There was no golden thunder at that time, and it was a storm. This travel was too embarrassing!"

When Zhang Yu thought that he might have traveled through time, he felt his toothache.

Zhang Yu was originally the battalion commander of the Chinese Artillery Corps, and he was also the soldier king of the Third Field Army of China! Before crossing, Zhang Yu was experimenting with a new fully automated tank, but he never thought that when he was about to shoot artillery, he felt a flash in front of him. When he opened his eyes and could see it, he had already turned into this pitiful appearance...

"Hey, I just traveled through time like this. This is so fucking aggrieved. Look at the old man wearing ancient clothes. I haven't read many books by the soldiers. How can I get involved in ancient times?" Zhang Yu muttered.

In helpless grief, Zhang Yu slowly fell asleep. Finally, Zhang Yu cursed: "This fucking body is so fragile, how can I deserve the title of my Soldier King..."

No one knew Zhang Yu's grief and anger. At this time, the Ximen Mansion had already been decorated with lights and looked even more grand than celebrating the New Year.

At this time, in the boudoir, Ximen Chuxue was sitting on the bed, holding Zhang Yu who was already asleep with a happy face, and was humming a small song. However, the small song was a little screaming, which made people not compliment.

"Madam, look how much this kid looks like me. When he grows up, he will definitely be a handsome man. I don't know how many girls it will harm!" Ximen Chuxue said with a romance, as if he was already imagining Zhang Yu's appearance when he grows up, hugging him and riding backwards.

Zhang glared at Ximen Chuxue and said, "If you learn from you, that's great? I'm still counting on my son to become famous and top ten thousand gold medals!"

Ximen Chuxue nodded repeatedly and said, "No, good, good, it's good to be famous and ranked on the list of 10,000 gold medals, that's great!"

The Ximen family is a family of traders. Although they are rich, they have no power. In this era when corrupt officials are in power and people are not living, without some power, they can't live. Therefore, if they can get a good fortune, it will be of great benefit to the Ximen family's family business.

At this time, Zhang looked at the sleeping Zhang Yu and smiled and said, "Husband, give your son a name!"

When Ximen Chuxue heard this, she immediately thought of the old Taoist who was still waiting outside the room. She smiled helplessly and said to Zhang: "I forgot about someone, and I just asked him to help him name it later!"

"Who?" Zhang was stunned and asked immediately.

Then Ximen Chuxue told Zhang about the old Taoist story.

After listening to Ximen Chuxue's story, Zhang hurriedly urged: "My husband, don't let others wait for a long time and lose their etiquette!"

Ximen Chuxue laughed and then handed Zhang Yu in her arms to Zhang, then said: "Indeed, indeed, I'll go now!"

After saying that, he got up and walked outside.

When he walked out of the boudoir, Ximen Chuxue saw the old Taoist sitting in the pavilion and waiting with his eyes closed. Ximen Chuxue was a little embarrassed and said, "Master, I am rude, please forgive me!"

The old Taoist stood up and smiled and said, "Where is Mr. Ximen's words, it is human nature to love his son deeply. How can I not know?"

Ximen Chuxue laughed and said, "Thank you, Taoist priest, for understanding. Please use tea in the living room!"

After saying that, he led the Taoist priest towards the living room...
Chapter completed!