The Second Coming

  Upon hearing Lao Dao's words, Xi Men Chui Xue was taken aback for a moment before being drawn to the loud wailing sound coming from the backyard.

  All that could be heard was the exceptionally loud and far-reaching cry of the baby, spreading far and wide like a thunderclap. The breath control was absolutely impressive, if this were on modern-day Earth, it would definitely be a male soprano candidate.

  "Born? Really born!" Ximen Chui Xue was stunned for a moment, then shouted loudly and rushed to the backyard, losing all his composure.

  At the age of 60, having a child is not easy, I'm sure it's hard for anyone to hold back their joy. If Ximen Chui Xue weren't too old and couldn't jump up, he would probably have done three or four flips to express his inner joy.

  Ximen Chuixue sprinted all the way, his momentum comparable to that of the hundred-meter flying man Bolt, like a mad cow disease-infected old cow. Ximen Chuixue sprinted all the way and directly charged into the boudoir.

  When Ximen blew in the snow, the midwife hurriedly and joyfully exclaimed: "Congratulations to Master Ximen, mother and son are safe!"

  A mother and son are safe, but Ximen Chuiyun is so excited that tears fill his face. He sees Ximen Chuiyun holding the midwife's hand and hastily thanks her: "Thank you, old lady! If it weren't for you, there wouldn't be me, Ximen Chuiyun, today. I thank your eight ancestors!"

  Ximen Chuixue was so excited that she couldn't find the right words to say.

  The midwife was only in her fifties, but now she's being pulled along by this sixty-year-old old man Ximen Chui Xue, calling him "old master" and even having to thank his ancestors for eight lifetimes. This made the midwife feel quite uneasy.

  The midwife hastily said: "Master Ximen is seriously ill, this is what the common people should do, Master Ximen you'd better go see Madame and young master!"

  Ximen Chongxue hastily nodded and rushed to the bed. When he arrived at the bedside, he saw his wife playing with their son. Ximen Chongxue sat down beside her and said to Zhang Shi: "Madam, you've worked hard!"

  Mrs. Zhang smiled and nodded, her pale face filled with deep warmth and happiness. Then she heard Mrs. Zhang say with a smile: "Husband, what are you talking about? This is what I should do. Husband, look at our son, how well-behaved he is!"

  Ximen blew snow tightly grasped Zhang's hand and immediately looked at his own young son.

  Only to see the newborn baby's face was rosy, a pair of eyes shining brightly, white skin like milk, lovely appearance made people can't help but want to kiss. Unlike ordinary children just born, not even a bit like a newborn child? Seeing Ximen Chui Xue continuously nodding in agreement, secretly thinking that this is indeed his own kind!

  At this time, the baby's eyes were shining with astonishment, and if Sima Xue Xue could hear the baby's inner voice, he would probably faint from a cerebral hemorrhage.

  "What the hell is going on here? I'm not having sex, am I? How did I end up here?" Zhang Yu asked in shock and confusion, staring at the old man and woman in front of him.

  Just this opening of his mouth turned into a loud wail, making Ximen Chuixue extremely delighted.

  Looking at his own infant hand, Zhang Yu had an urge to kill someone. Seeing Ximen Chui Xue fiddle with his little brother, Zhang Yu had an urge to bite someone. Looking at Ximen Chui Xue use his somewhat white beard to stroke his body, Zhang Yu had an urge to run naked...

  "What the hell is going on, what's going on? Who can tell me? Who can tell me? I was clearly playing with my gun, how did I end up here, and become a baby, and get molested by an old man, this is really freaking weird!" Zhang Yu cried out in despair.

  Suddenly, Zhang Yu was stunned, and a thought flashed through his mind. He muttered to himself: "Did I really cross over? But I was clearly playing with cannons! How did I cross over in the blink of an eye? There wasn't even any golden heavenly thunder or violent storms at that time. This crossing over is too embarrassing!"

  Thinking that he might have crossed over, Zhang Yu felt a toothache.

  Zhang Yu was originally the regimental commander of the Hua Xia State Artillery Regiment and also the king of soldiers of the Third Field Army of Hua Xia State! Before crossing over, Zhang Yu was testing a new fully automatic tank, but never thought that just as he was about to fire the cannon, he felt a flash in front of his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had already transformed into this pitiful appearance...

  "Alas, I've crossed over like this, it's really frustrating. Look at the old man wearing ancient clothes, I'm a soldier and haven't read many books, how can I survive in ancient times?" Zhang Yu muttered to himself.

  In his helpless rage, Zhang Yu slowly fell into a daze, and finally, he couldn't help but curse: "This damn body, so fragile, how can it live up to my reputation as the King of Soldiers..."

  Zhang Yu's grief and indignation were unknown to anyone, but at this time, the Ximen government had already set up lanterns and decorations, looking more grand than the New Year.

  At this time, in the boudoir, Ximen Chui Xue sat on the bed, holding Zhang Yu's sleeping face with a happy expression, while humming a little tune in her mouth. However, that little tune had some eerie wails, making people dare not to compliment.

  "Madam, look at this kid, he looks just like me! When he grows up, he'll definitely be a handsome man, I don't know how many girls he'll charm!" Ximen Chui Xue said with a flourish, as if he was already imagining Zhang Yu growing up to be surrounded by girls.

  Zhang glared at Ximen Chui Xue and said, "If I were to learn from you, wouldn't that be a joke? I still hope my son will make a name for himself and top the imperial examination!"

  Ximen nodded repeatedly and said: "That's right, that's right! The name on the Golden List is good, it's great!"

  The Ximen family was a merchant family, although they had money, but no power. In this era of corrupt officials and people's livelihoods, without some power and influence, it would be impossible to survive. Therefore, if one could obtain an official title through examination, it would also bring great benefits to the Ximen family business.

  At this time, Zhang's wife looked at Zhang Yu who was sleeping soundly and smiled: "Husband, give our son a name!"

  Ximen blew the snow and immediately thought of the old Taoist who was still waiting outside, and he couldn't help but sigh with a bitter smile. He said to Zhang Shi, "I've actually forgotten someone, it's just right that I'll have him help with naming later!"

  "Who is it?" Zhang was taken aback and asked immediately.

  Ximen Chuixue then told Zhangshi about Lao Dao's situation.

  After hearing Ximen Chui's words, Zhang Shi hastily urged: "Husband, don't let others wait too long and lose their politeness!"

  Ximen blew a cold snort and handed Zhang Yu in his arms to Mrs. Zhang, then said: "Indeed, indeed, I'll go now!"

  Having finished speaking, he stood up and walked outside.

  As he walked out of the boudoir, Ximen Chui Xue saw Lao Dao sitting in the pavilion with his eyes closed waiting. Ximen Chui Xue looked slightly embarrassed and said: "Dao Zhang, I was rude, please forgive me!"

  The old man stood up and smiled, saying: "How can that be, Master Ximen? Loving one's child deeply is a common human emotion; how could I not know?"

  Ximen blew snow and smiled: "Thank you, Taoist priest, for understanding. Please have some tea in the guest hall!"

  Having said that, he led Daozhang towards the living room...

  P.S: I think it's okay