Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

Qingshan Town, Ye’s Bookstore!

There was a burst of joyful congratulations in the backyard!

suddenly.

Ma Jun noticed that Mr. Ye, who was extremely anxious before, stayed where he was.

There was no sparkle in his eyes, and he was anxious.

See this scene!

Ma Jun quickly shouted:

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

Seeing this, one of the neighbor's aunts said thoughtfully:

"I guess I was frightened by this sudden surprise!"

"Just take it easy for a while!"

at this time.

There was a daze in Ye Fan's eyes, and his eyes fell on the closed door, showing ecstasy.

At this moment, he was not as steady as usual at all, and shouted loudly to Wen Po in the house:

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

"Mr. Ye, please wait a moment, don't be anxious."

One of the Mafu rough envoys, a strong woman, responded quickly.

Before Mr. Ye could speak again, he was interrupted by the voices of Wen and Po in the bedroom.

"Hurry and pass the scissors!"

"Prepare hot water, we will need it later!"

“···”

A series of instructions from Po Wen sounded in the bedroom.

Not long after.

The door to the room opens.

Po Wen came to Ye Fan holding the infant baby and congratulated:

"Mr. Ye, congratulations!"

"A fat boy weighing nine pounds and nine ounces!"

Said.

Po Wen handed the swaddled baby to Mr. Ye.

Seeing this, Ye Fan took it carefully, as if he was holding priceless porcelain, not daring to use too much effort.

Just holding it stiffly.

Don't dare to move.

the other side.

Po Wen couldn't help but smile knowingly when she saw Mr. Ye, who usually behaved elegantly, looking like this.

Immediately afterwards, Po Wen carefully taught Ye Fan how to hold the baby without worrying about hurting the infant.

After Wenpo demonstrated it once, Ye Fan, who has an amazing memory, naturally remembered it clearly.

Ye Fan held his son carefully, holding him according to Wen Po's method, while looking at the swaddled baby.

Pink skin!

A touch of milky aroma!

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

The more Cheng Bu Zheng looked at it, the more he liked it.

"Is this my son?"

"so cute!"

Seeing Mr. Ye's overjoyed expression, Mrs. Wen also exclaimed:

"Master Ye, you are truly born extraordinary!"

"For most of my life, this old woman has delivered eight hundred babies, even if she hasn't delivered a thousand babies!"

"But I have never seen a newborn baby with such delicate and fair skin. It usually takes a few months for the skin to grow."

"Maybe Mr. Ling has the roots of an immortal!"

Hear this.

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

after all.

He had also heard legends of immortals in the town.

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

The words are precise.

There was not only one person who witnessed it.

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

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

Ye Fan, who became a father for the first time, also realized at this moment the true meaning of parental love.

Don’t seek your own gain or loss!

I just hope that my children will have a better future!

At this time.

Ma Jun took out a piece of silver and handed it to Po Wen as if he was very knowledgeable.

Seeing the money, Wen Po's old face showed a happy smile and congratulated her again.

See this scene.

Ye Fan couldn't help but feel annoyed at his sloppiness and actually forgot about the silver reward.

After all, his wife usually takes care of the money at home, so he usually has no idea about money.

So much so that he didn't think of it immediately.

"Boy Ma, thank you!"

"You can take care of today's expenses and help take care of them. I'll settle the settlement with you when I'm done."

"Hey... Mr. Ye, there's no need to be polite!

This little bit of money is not worth much to me..."

Before Ma Jun could finish speaking, Mr. Ye quickly interrupted:

"One code equals one code, don't mix them up!"

"What's more..."

Just when he wanted to continue saying something...

A familiar soft voice came from the bedroom.

"Husband!"

"Show me the child quickly!"

Hear the words.

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

Entering the room, he saw his daughter-in-law, who had a rosy complexion and beads of sweat on her forehead.

At this time, her eyes were firmly fixed on the baby in her husband's arms.

See it.

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

"Madam, hold your son's neck with your hand. Don't let his head hang in the air..."

Murong Wanwan watched her husband demonstrate how to hold her son while looking at her nervously.

Obviously.

Her husband is worried about her.

See this scene.

Not only was Murong Wanwan not angry, but she felt secretly happy when she saw her husband showing such nervousness.

But this time the emotion came and went away just as quickly.

Murong Wanwan's little face immediately fell down, she looked at her husband gloomily, and said coldly:

"If you have a son, you won't love me anymore!"

"No!" Ye Fan shook his head repeatedly and said anxiously:

"Isn't this little guy too fragile?"

"It was a moment of urgency, please forgive me!"

Hearing this.

Murong Wanwan's little face showed a trace of satisfaction.

"I'll forgive you this time!"

"Yes!" Ye Fan promised:

"Don't worry, my lady, there will never be a next time."

"I don't think you dare!"

Murong Wanwan snorted.

At this moment.

Murong Wanwan, the extremely powerful Nascent Soul cultivator, was like an ordinary little woman enjoying her husband's love in front of her husband.

Seeing her wife's little woman appearance, she said affectionately:

"My wife has made great contributions to the Ye family, how can my husband not feel sorry for you?"

"That's right!" Murong Wanwan said proudly:

"If it weren't for me walking around the gates of hell, how could you have such a lovely son."

Although this was a bit false.

But Murong Wanwan still showed a proud and proud look.

As if she had no regrets at all.

After all.

Although a female cultivator giving birth is not like an ordinary woman, there is a risk of life, but there is also a price.

And the higher the cultivation level, the greater the price.

Because of the serious damage to her vitality, although the female cultivator's life cannot be harmed, it is inevitable that her cultivation level will fall.

Similarly.

In order to continue her husband's bloodline, Murong Wanwan's cultivation level has fallen from the late Nascent Soul stage to the middle Nascent Soul stage.

Before her vitality is restored, she can no longer take elixirs to improve her cultivation.

Even if she breathes in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it is useless!

This is equivalent to wasting part of her lifespan.

But for Murong Wanwan, it is nothing. She can afford to waste another hundred years.

Who said she is young and has a long lifespan?

Immediately.

Murong Wanwan no longer cares about her husband, and her eyes fall on the white baby in the cradle.

At this moment.

She felt a wave of blood-related breath from the baby in the cradle.

"Son!"

"Mother paid a great price to bring you into the world!"

"You must strive to be good!"

"Don't be like your father, who only has three spiritual roots. At least you must have an earth spiritual root like mother."

"If you strive to be good, heavenly spiritual roots would be the best!"

"When the time comes, it will be no problem for you to ascend to the position of Yuanying Zhenjun."

"If your father works harder, it is not impossible for him to become a half-step venerable?"

"Of course!

If you don't strive to be good, mother will definitely find a woman with both talent and beauty for you to continue your father's bloodline."

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Murong Wan looked at her son in the cradle and muttered secretly in her heart.

At this moment.

She paved the way for her son's beautiful life in the future.

On the other side.

The midwife who had been engaged in midwifery for many years left Ye's bookstore.

She muttered secretly in her heart.

"This Madam Ye has so many strange things!"

"Not only did she give birth to a very strange child, but she also gave birth to a child just like farting, and it came out all at once."

"It's completely different from others, who were in so much pain as if they were slaughtering a pig, screaming, sweating, pale, and extremely weak!"

"But this Madam Ye not only didn't show any pain, but her face didn't turn pale after giving birth, but she looked flushed.

She was full of energy.

It's really strange!"

Thinking of these abnormal things, a terrible idea suddenly came to the midwife's mind.

"Could this Madam Ye be a monster?"

"Just like the story, a scholar met a fox, the scholar was kind and rescued her, and finally she turned into a beauty to repay Mr. Ye for saving her life!"

The more the midwife thought about it, the more suspicious she felt.

"No, we can't stay in this place!"

"Let's go! Go home and pack our luggage and leave immediately!"

Thinking of this.

The midwife's pace suddenly quickened a lot, and she rushed home.

She didn't even have time to respond to the greetings from acquaintances!

She was in a hurry!

Soon.

Her figure disappeared at the end of the street in the town.

Murong Wanwan, who was unaware of this and was looking at her son with joy, didn't know that her strong physical origin had frightened the midwife who was famous in the surrounding area and made her run away overnight.

Just then...

Murong Wanwan seemed to have thought of something, suddenly raised her head, looked at her husband, and said:

"That's right!"

"Husband, have you decided which name to choose?"

"Linxian, or Jinsheng, or Daozhong, or..."

Murong Wanwan said a series of more than a dozen majestic names.

Of course.

In fact, the couple thought of more than 30 names in total.

It took more than half a year.

But because he was a man, they had to cross out more than a dozen names.

On the other side.

Ye Fan heard this, looked at his son in his wife's arms, hesitated for a moment and said:

"I feel that these names are not suitable!"

"The name is related to my son's life. If it is too high or too expensive, it may not be able to suppress it."

"Why not wait a little longer and think about it?"

Too high?

Too expensive?

Can't suppress it?

I am the Yuanying Zhenjun, and my son's father is a half-step supreme!

With us here, there is no name that can't suppress it!

But Murong Wanwan also saw the caution in her husband's bones.

Of course.

She also understood that there was also a part of the town's mundane thoughts.

Next.

Murong Wanwan thought for a while and said:

"Why not call him Ping An!"

"No matter what he does in the future, I hope he can live a peaceful life!"

"Peace?"

Ye Fan muttered a few times, then nodded solemnly and said:

"A peaceful life, this is also a good meaning!"

"I'll do it, my wife!"

Then, Ye Fan leaned over, looked at his son who was sleeping soundly, and said happily:

"Son, from now on, you can call yourself Ye Ping An!"

Ye Ping An?

A strange look appeared in Murong Wanwan's beautiful eyes.

If the husband knew that the alias he randomly chose caused his son to change his surname, would he regret it in the future?

No!

I will definitely regret it!

Think about it.

Murong Wanwan decided to save it, and silently pondered in her heart, and said:

"Husband, do you know your origin?"

Hearing this.

Ye Fan frowned, as if he thought of something?

"Could there be a hidden story behind what happened back then?"

"Yes!" Murong Wanwan nodded seriously:

"Yes!"

"According to my father, you were originally a descendant of the Cheng family, but due to family changes, your parents entrusted you, who were less than one year old, to my family.

And they have been hiding it from you.

In order to reduce trouble, my father had to let you change your name!"

Then.

Murong Wanwan made up a logically reasonable story.

Finally, she said that she also learned about this incident accidentally.

As the voice fell.

Ye Fan looked at his wife with suspicion.

"Really?"

"Of course, it's true!" Murong Wanwan said confidently:

"I don't want my son to have a fake surname of 'Ye'!"

Although Murong Wanwan said so, Ye Fan's eyes always revealed a hint of suspicion.

Seeing this.

Although Murong Wanwan looked calm and calm as she stared at her husband, she was starting to feel a little bit weaker in her heart.

She was becoming less and less confident!

"My husband, don't you think too much?"

As soon as this thought came out.

Her heart rose wildly.

Immediately.

Her face changed and she said coldly:

"My husband, don't you think I'm not a good wife?"

Seeing his wife's calm expression, she showed a rare anger again.

At this moment.

Ye Fan also knew that he was overthinking.

The most important thing is that his wife has never left the town and rarely leaves home.

And there is no surname "Cheng" in the town.

There is not even a homophonic "Chen".

And he also felt a sense of blood connection in Ping An.

Obviously.

He thought too much.

This is his son.

He was too suspicious before!

Then, he quickly smiled at his wife.

And said that he didn't think too much.

So far, the sleeping little Ping An was officially renamed Cheng Ping An!

Seeing that his wife was no longer angry, Ye Fan couldn't help but stretch out his big white hand and fiddle with his son in the swaddling clothes.

Soon.

Murong Wanwan slapped his big hand away, protected the baby in the swaddling clothes, and said unhappily:

"Ping An is still sleeping, you can't tease him!"

Seeing that his wife had returned to her original appearance, Ye Fan was relieved.

He also knew that this matter was over!

The next day.

Ye's bookstore was changed to Cheng's bookstore, and the reason was also explained to the public.

In this regard.

The residents in the town expressed their understanding. It is normal to hide one's name.

This also made the residents in the town feel that Mr. Ye's origin is not simple.

They also understood why Mr. Ye, who is so talented, would live in seclusion in a small town?

At the same time!

When the residents of Qingshan Town see Ye Fan again, they will call him "Mr. Cheng"

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