No matter how time passes, it is always human beings themselves, not the world, that change in this world.

Tang Liang hugged his newborn daughter, happy to see his teeth and eyes. The midwife walked in from outside the room and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the nobles, I am happy to have a daughter." Congratulations to the nobleman and a new daughter. ”

Tang Liang smiled and thanked the midwife and asked her to give her a red envelope. He hugged the child again and came to Princess Dekang's side and said, "Look, this little guy's eyes look like you!" ”

Dekang hummed weakly, she just wanted to sleep after tossing. But she didn't want to sleep, looking at her daughter, she frowned and said, "It's so ugly." ”

"You just think this child is a girl, if it's a son, you won't let go." Tang Liang snorted.

"What's wrong with liking boys, maybe you like girls, but you don't like boys?" Dekang also snorted: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to quarrel with you, go out, I'm going to rest." ”

Hearing this, Tang Liang hurriedly said, "Okay, then you have a good rest." Then he said to the maid on the side: "You guys, look at the lady, tell me immediately if you have anything...... Oh no, I might have something to go out in a moment.

You go to Xu Ning and let him deal with it. ”

"Got it." A few maids agreed, then took the baby girl from Tang Liang's arms, and shook her with a doting face.

Lying on the bed, Princess Dekang showed a gentle smile, and she didn't seem to hear about her husband going out just after giving birth.

After Tang Liang went out, he took the carriage that had been prepared a long time ago, and when the coachman waited for Tang Liang to get into the car, he shook the reins and left the street at the gate of King Wu's mansion.

"The son of the scourge has given birth to a little and has harmed the ......," the people whispered, "why didn't the horse thief kill them all?" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty is still so merciful, and still gave him the title of king according to the agreement, in my opinion, they should kill all the men in their family, and buy all the women in the Qinglou."

"Shhhhhhhh People are powerful and powerful, and it's not our turn to talk about it here. If you want to say it, find a place where no one is there, maybe someone will tell you! ”

"It's what I'm saying, it's what I'm saying, let's go ......"

“……”

Rooster Ridge is a rather mysterious place for the locals of Runzhou, which was developed in the early years, but because there were too many fierce beasts here, it was finally lost.

Later, everyone seemed to have forgotten about this place, and it became a deserted wilderness completely.

However, for Tang Liang, there are many people who are very important to him living here.

After the coachman parked the carriage, he held his sword and helped Tang Liang get out of the carriage.

"Be careful, young master."

"Thank you." Tang Liang smiled, and the two of them walked towards the depths of Rooster Ridge.

I don't know how long I walked, but the same scenery seemed to be seen round after round. However, Tang Liang naturally would not be confused by these blind eyes, he had walked the same road for many years, and he could find it with his eyes closed.

Finally, after the two of them passed through a bush, their eyes suddenly opened up. Rows of neat courtyards appeared in front of you, in the center was a more spacious courtyard, in front of the courtyard planted a peach tree, but it was not in the flowering season, green and tender, making people's hearts itch.

"Young Master." I don't know where I came out, but suddenly a man dressed as a farmer came.

Tang Liang was startled, and when he saw the person who came, he patted his chest and said, "Uncle Thirteen, it turned out to be you, scared me to death." ”

"How is it, the young grandmother gave birth smoothly? Boy or girl? ”

"Girl." Tang Liang smiled silly: "Mother and daughter are safe." ”

"Girl, that's fine." Uncle Thirteen shook his head lonely and turned to leave.

"Why do you all want boys! What's wrong with the girl! Girls can hold up half the sky! Tang Liang yelled angrily.

"It doesn't matter." Uncle Thirteen shrugged.

"......" Tang Liang punched the cotton, feeling uncomfortable in his heart: "I won't tell you, I'm going to find my father." ”

With that, he hurried towards the spacious courtyard in the middle of the room.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw three women lying on the recliner basking in the sun, and they were still chattering about something, and Tang Liang greeted them one by one.

"Second aunt...... Third Aunt...... Fourth Auntie...... Hey, where did my mother and my fifth aunt go? ”

"Your mother is talking to your father in the study, your fifth aunt was very angry with Rang'er this morning, and now it is estimated that she has taken him to the mountains to redouble her training, poor Rang'er......

By the way, how is the home? Is Dekang production going well? Nothing went wrong, right? Liu Yier asked nervously.

She has liked Princess Dekang very much since she was a child, although this girl's personality is stronger, but she is delicate like a little flower fluttering in the wind and rain, which is very worrying.

I don't know if the medicine that Sister Yu prescribed to her before has any effect, if something goes wrong during childbirth, then Da Luo Jinxian will be difficult to save it.

"It's okay, it's okay, mother and daughter are safe." Tang Liang showed that silly smile again.

"It's okay, it's still a girl, it's good, there's another cutie in the family. After a while, let's take her over for a while. Qi Xianyu smiled softly.

"Okay second aunt." Tang Liang agreed, and then said, "Second aunt, third aunt, fourth aunt." "I'll go see my father first, and I'll talk to you later."

"Go ahead!" Li Zi waved his hand and said very imposingly.

Tang Liang walked to the edge of the study and heard a strange movement coming from inside.

"Come on, it's been so many years since the old husband and wife are still shy?"

"You let me go, I slept in the room last night, and I was almost unconscious after a night of tossing, and I really didn't have a drop."

"I don't care, there will always be a squeeze. Who told you to marry so many wives, you deserve it! If you marry only one of me, where will there be now?

You're doing it to yourself. ”

“…… Well, even if it's my own doing, I'm sorry in broad daylight. Let's talk about it in the evening, say it in the evening, and be obedient. ”

"I don't, I don't, I don't, I want it now!"

“……”

Tang Liang was shocked when he heard it, God knows how his parents would be hit hard if he was caught eavesdropping on the forbidden conversation between his parents outside.

After thinking about it, he cleared his throat, deliberately stepped on the spot a few times, knocked on the door, and said, "Father, are you inside?" I'm Liang'er, I'm in! ”

"Oh, Liang'er! You've come just in time! I still think about you for my father! ”

Tang Liang pushed open the door,

I saw my mother sitting on the side with gritted teeth, and my father looking at him with a smile.

"Have you eaten?"

"Didn't eat it."

"It's just right that I didn't eat it, I'll get you some food in a minute." How's Dekang? Is the production going well? Nothing happened, right? ”

"It's not ......" Tang Liang once again showed that silly smile, scratched his head and said, "Dekang is fine, he gave birth to a girl." The child is here to tell you the news. ”

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, it's a good thing!

By the way, child, let me tell you, the postpartum period of a pregnant woman is the most vulnerable time, both physical and psychological.

You, stay at home with her. Even if it is confinement, you should chat with her more through the window to make her feel better, so that she will not fall ill in the future.

It's not like you haven't seen your fifth aunt after giving birth to a child, and the house can be demolished every night when no one is coaxed to sleep. Therefore, yes, you listen to the Father.

Did the child have a name? Why don't I help you with one...... Hmmm......"

Wang Shi sneered and said: "You still have a name, look at these children in the family, your name is ruining people." ”

“…… Okay, okay, then you get up, you get up. ”

Tang Liang looked at his father, who was submissive in front of his mother, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Who would have thought that this person was the generalissimo of the Ninth Route Soldiers and Horses who moved the world five years ago, recovered the sixteen states of Yanyun, was shot to death by a horse thief in Western Xia on the way home, and was named Tang Ning, who was named King of Wu?

No matter how time passes, it is always human beings themselves, not the world, that change in this world.

In this world, there are many things, every minute, every second, are changing. Even if it's just a subtle change, even if it's imperceptible to the naked eye.

No one expected that walking down this road would end like this.

If Tang Ning was given another chance, Tang Ning would say that he would not go down the same path again.

But for now, it feels pretty good.

Don't ask about the world, live a paradise-like life in this small Rooster Ridge. The sound outside has nothing to do with himself, and the flood outside is monstrous, and he can't drown himself in Rooster Ridge.

Isn't this the life you want most?

His wife is by his side, and his son and daughter will come to see him if he is fine. What other pursuits are there in such a life?

If Tang Ning was given another chance, Tang Ning might have followed the same path again.

No matter how time passes, whether it is to return to the past or to the future, it is always human beings themselves, not the world, that change in this world.

In this world, there are many things, every minute, every second, are changing. Even if it's just a subtle change, even if it's imperceptible to the naked eye.

A butterfly flapping its wings in the Amazon rainforest of South America can set off a tornado in the Pacific Ocean.

There are too many unknowns in this world, and if you follow the same path, things may change.

But no matter what the process is, whether it is joy or sorrow, gathering or dispersing, pain or happiness, sadness or sweetness.

As long as the ending is good, isn't it enough?

Isn't it?

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