The baby-making system is unreliable

Children's emotions always come and go quickly, right?! When someone 'summons' them, they will leave happily in a short while.

"Hmph!" Xiao Mingze had an expression that showed that he absolutely did not want to embarrass himself in front of his friends. He quickly got up, turned his head, and went straight towards Xiao Yuze without even looking back.

"Hey! This kid, is he itching for trouble?!" Li Yinwan looked at the little guy and raised his voice with a hint of anger.

"How can it be easy to raise a child? Who in the whole capital doesn't know about the classic incident of our little Zhining fruit tree growing books?!"

Liang Moyu gave a helpless smile, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and there was some helplessness in her words, looking at her niece's innocent expression. Her confusing and interesting behavior, does it mean that our family can't hold our heads up? !

"That's true. A child of four or five years old is just the right age to act up!" Yun Xirou put down the cup in her hand and asked as if she remembered something, "I heard there's a little one at home? What's his name?!"

In addition to his four-year-old daughter, Liang Songqing also has a one-year-old son to take care of. Otherwise, he wouldn't have only let Liang Moyu bring Xiao Zhining, as his wife also has another one to take care of.

"Liang Zhiyu is only one and a half years old this year, she is still too young. It's hard for my sister-in-law and big brother to have the leisure to take care of the baby, the family is full of big and small people making a fuss."

When mentioning the little child, Liang Moyu turned sideways to look at Yun Xirou, speaking with a serious face, with a hint of haggardness between his brows.

"The little one isn't in good health. Kong Ming made pills for the child and he's still taking them. He's also been taking very good care of. He's so young that he gets bruises when he cries. We still don't dare take him out now?!"

Judging from Liang Moyu's tone, little Zhiyu has had poor health since childhood. He has been suffering from major and minor illnesses since birth, and he is afraid that something might happen to him when he coughs.

Fortunately, Liang Kongming was there. He prescribed some warming medicine for the child, but the child's physical condition was still weak and he was not fit to see anyone.

"How pitiful! He's just a half-grown child. If you need any medicinal herbs, just ask as soon as possible." Yun Xirou sighed secretly. It was really not easy for such a small child to suffer like this.

Liang Moyu smiled and nodded, stood up and thanked him, but didn't say anything else.

At this moment, someone was slowly coming on the wide deck, and the footsteps were getting closer. Looking up, I saw a couple in dark brown clothes with two half-grown children.

The two little guys walked forward hand in hand with brisk steps. They had obviously never seen so many people dressed in gorgeous clothes, and their eyes were full of novelty and surprise.

Pairs of bright big eyes rolled around, looking at everything around them curiously. It was the first time they had seen such a scene.

Suddenly, the younger child excitedly pulled his brother's sleeve, pointed at the sail on the boat and shouted to his brother: "Brother, look, there is a beautiful flag over there!"

However, the little boy called brother did not respond to his sister's words. His young face was tense at the moment, like a cold stone, without any expression.

"Brother is obviously very curious, but he pretends to be profound. Really, he is not honest at all!!" The little girl murmured secretly, her voice was soft and not loud, but with the childishness of a little baby.

Not long after the brother and sister were born, the entire Wen family returned to their hometown in Nancheng. They were too young at that time, and it was their first time in Beijing after they grew up. They had never seen such a scene.

The little boy pursed his lips and said nothing. He tugged at the corner of the little girl's clothes and signaled her with his eyes to stop making trouble and let go of his clothes.

Seeing his sister lowering her head in displeasure, he was silent for a moment before reminding her in a cold tone, "Stop making trouble. We are not here to play. Don't make trouble when no one is around!"

Although he is not very old, his voice reveals a maturity and seriousness far beyond his age, just like a little adult.

The little girl didn't seem to be affected by her brother's cold attitude. She blinked her big, lively eyes and continued to ask, "But brother, will my cousin really be here? I really want to see him soon!"

After saying this, she looked at her brother expectantly, hoping to get a positive answer from him.

The two siblings are one cold and one hot. The older brother's name is Wen Yike and the younger sister's name is Wen Yian. One is seven years old and the other is five years old, with little difference in age.

In just the time it took to speak a few words, they had already met the empress. Yes, it was Master Wen and his wife and their two nephews.

"Someone, please come in." Yun Xirou looked at them carefully. The couple looked almost the same as she remembered. This made her feel at ease.

I had inquired about it a long time ago, and someone came to report that the Wen family was very comfortable after returning to the South City. Without the worry of paperwork, they were said to be in a much better mood.

"Master, there is no need to be so polite. Please stand up quickly." Yun Xirou spoke up to stop the two of them before he even knelt down.

Wen Taifu suddenly returned to the capital. Such an unexpected thing was simply astonishing, and everyone stopped to look around.

Inside the pleasure boat, amidst the chaos, Han Zhi rushed in breathlessly and ran to Wen Shengxian like the wind.

Liang Kongming was now in a state of confusion and disorientation. His originally fair temples were now a bright red like the sunset, as if they had been roasted by fire.

The strong smell of alcohol that emanated continuously from his mouth and nose spread quickly like smoke, filling the entire space, making people frown slightly when they smelled it.

Wen Shengxian beside him was sipping his tea silently, just sitting there calmly, not willing to talk any more with this drunkard.

"Young Master, look... ahem..." Han Zhi paused as he remembered that his young master had poor eyesight. He glanced at Han Yi who was standing beside him after serving some tea.

He lowered his head and spoke in a low voice, saying to Wen Shengxian, "Sir, the master and his wife have returned to the capital. They are outside on the deck, and they brought two young masters with them."

"Father, Mother?! Are they back in Beijing?!" When Wen Shengxian heard the news, his face was full of disbelief, and his hand, which was holding the teacup, shook violently.

With a crisp "bang", the teacup was knocked to the ground, and the tea splashed everywhere, wetting the ground under his feet.

"Yes, sir. I just saw with my own eyes the master and the mistress with the two young masters outside." Han Zhi stood aside and reported the situation to Wen Shengxian respectfully, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

Wen Shengxian was delighted and immediately stood up and walked out of the cabin.

With a bang, his legs hit the table in panic, but he had no time to think about anything else. There was only one thing in his mind, that is, he could see his father and mother.

It has been almost four years, and he hasn't seen his father and mother for almost five years. His parents raised him, but Wen Shengxian felt that he was unfilial, had implicated his parents, and had ruined the reputation of the Wen family.

He always felt that he was partly to blame for his parents leaving the capital, so over the years they had only communicated through letters and had never returned to their hometown to meet in person.

Now, it would be a lie to say that I didn’t miss him. How could I not miss him?! They were his parents!?

Hanzhi held his master and led him forward. Knowing that he was extremely anxious and walked so fast that Hanzhi and Hanyi could hardly keep up with him.

Wen Shengxian quickly came to the deck. He could not see his parents whom he had not seen for a long time, but he heard his mother's trembling voice calling his name: "Yanzhi!"

"Mother? Father! Is it really you?! You're back!!" Wen Shengxian's voice was not loud, and there was a lot more tenderness in his words, but it was clearly visible to Master Wen and his wife.

The words "father" and "mother" made Guo Ranxi's eyes red and she burst into tears. This was the voice she had not heard for a long time.

"My son, my son has become much thinner!" Wen Qingyu's suppressed voice trembled a little, like a candle in the wind.

Especially when I saw his blind eyes, I could still suppress the pain before I saw him, but after seeing him in person, I felt such an unbearable pain.

Although Wen Shengxian couldn't see, he felt a pang in his heart. He knelt on the ground with a plop and shouted in a trembling voice: "Dad, Mom, I am unfilial and made you worry!"

Wen's father and mother hurried forward to help him up, their eyes full of love and heartache, because that was their own flesh and blood.

"Yanzhi, get up quickly. We are one family and should not have different opinions." Wen's mother wiped away the tears from her eyes and pulled Wen Shengxian to look left and right. Her eyes fell on his eyes with heartache: "You have suffered a lot these years, child."

"Dad and Mom?! It's me who has implicated you. It's all my fault." Wen Shengxian kept muttering to himself, his voice filled with endless regret and self-blame, as if he wanted to release all the pain that had been accumulated in his heart over the years.

Obviously, Wen Shengxian couldn't let go of the heavy burden brought by the past. Every memory was like a sharp blade, ruthlessly piercing his heart.

At this moment, the deep longing for my parents and the unspeakable guilt in my heart finally found an outlet and burst out like a flood.

At this moment, a warm hand gently grasped Wen Shengxian's slightly trembling hand. His hand slowly followed her wishes, and the long-lost warmth in his mother's palm.

Tears glistened in her affectionate eyes, as if she wanted to give her son some comfort in this way.

"You were indeed wrong, but your mistake was that you were so stubborn for so many years and didn't want to come back, which made us old two worried all day long." As Guo Ranxi spoke, she held Wen Shengxian's hand tightly, feeling the warmth from her son's palm.

She looked at her son's face carefully and found that although he had experienced many vicissitudes of life, he was still handsome and there was no sign of fatigue or haggardness on his face.

Looking at Wen Shengxian's clothes, although they were not gorgeous, they were clean and tidy, showing his elegant temperament, just like his father.

However, all this seemed so insignificant in Guo Ranxi's eyes. She only cared about whether her son had a good life over the years and whether he had suffered any grievances.

Thinking of this, Guo Ranxi couldn't help but shed tears again, feeling heartbroken but also happy.

"Mom!? Don't... cry." Wen Shengxian paused, his voice a little hoarse, unable to utter a single extra word. He could only feel his mother's years of love through the warmth in his palm.

Wen Qingyu looked at his wife and children like this, with a hint of sadness in his eyes, as if everything was self-evident.

Behind the red pillars of the pleasure boat, a pair of eyes were looking at the Wen family from afar through the crowd.

That person was Liang Kongming, who had heard about the visitor from the Wen family. Just hearing the word "Wen family" was like drinking the best hangover soup in the world.

Liang Kongming was walking towards this side uncontrollably, as if something was guiding his heart and making him unable to help but move forward.

He seemed to have lost his soul as he walked to the end, subconsciously hiding here and secretly looking for the man in the crowd.

Liang Moyu was the first to spot him. He sneaked out and walked in front of him, saying with a dark look, "Don't look for her anymore. It's true that Master Wen and his wife have returned to Beijing, but they took the two children on the boat. You won't be able to find her."

"I... I can't find her?!" Liang Kongming sneered, somewhat sober, but also a little drunk, mumbling as he walked away: "I can't find her!! I lost her, and I can't find her."

Yes! What did you do earlier? What if you were more determined? Who knows?

Liang Moyu looked at the departing figure, shook his head and sighed secretly, missed is missed, sometimes there is no way to change it.

……

Behind the pleasure boat, on the wide deck, a solitary figure stood quietly. She had a tall and straight figure, and her official uniform rustled in the wind.

The sunlight shines on her resolute face, outlining a deep contour. Under her high nose bridge, her lips are slightly pursed, revealing an imperceptible firmness.

Her eyes, as deep as the sea, gazed into the distance, as if trying to penetrate the endless river surface and explore the secrets hidden in the depths of the waves.

"It's so lively in front, but you're taking a break here? You're really good at being lazy. In that case, I'm going to be lazy too." Yuan'an saw her from a distance, found Zhao Yushu hiding behind, and waved at her with a smile.

The deck under your feet sways gently with the waves, making a rhythmic creaking sound, which interweaves with the river breeze to form a unique melody.

Occasionally, a few white birds would fly overhead, chirping happily, adding a bit of vitality and vigor to this slightly lonely picture.

"Princess Yuan'an, I just..." Zhao Yushu turned around and leaned against the railing. He didn't move or bow. There was a hint of unruliness in his words. He forced a smile and said, "I just felt stuffy and hid away for some free time. Is that not okay?!"

"Of course you can. I told you, I'm here to shirk my responsibilities." Yuan An walked to her side, leaned on the railing beside her, and thought for a moment: "Xiao Yuze has seen a lot of children today, but he can't remember me as his sister."