General Yu Ling

in the bedroom.

Madam Nie grabbed Nie Zhisheng's hand and screamed loudly, her face was wrinkled, her body was drenched in cold sweat, and her hair was sticky to her forehead.

Nie Zhisheng comforted Madam Nie with a deep voice, and at the same time wiped Madam Nie's sweat with a silk handkerchief, but his hand trembled unconsciously, and kissed Madam Nie's eyelid lightly.

"Lan'er, it's okay, take your time, I will always be with you."

Wen Po's hands were covered with blood, she washed them in a hot water basin, and whispered to Nie Zhisheng in a very uneasy voice, "Master Hou, Madam's fetal position is not right, if it doesn't come out all the time, it's easy to collapse..."

Nie Zhisheng didn't lift his head, moved his eyes slightly, and opened his lips and said, "I want their mother and child to be safe, and there will be no mistakes."

The wrinkles on Po Wen's face trembled, and she wiped the sweat off her head, "This, this... I understand."

Coming to Mrs. Nie, she said to Mrs. Nie, "Madam, don't inhale and tighten your abdomen, exhale slowly, use your lower body to exert force, don't panic, take your time."

Mrs. Nie's shortness of breath slowly calmed down. Nie Zhisheng kept wiping her sweat and held her hand tightly, "Take your time, Lan'er, this must be a beautiful daughter, just like you."

Madam Nie let out a smile, and said intermittently, "How do you...know, you don't know how to count, so you just know how to fool me..."

Nie Zhisheng kissed her hand, and said firmly in a deep voice, "Lan'er, it's okay, it doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl, as long as you take care of yourself."

"Ha, you... ah!" Another burst of pain struck, Mrs. Nie pinched Nie Zhisheng's hand, the sharp nails even pierced Nie Zhisheng's hand, Nie Zhisheng didn't even frown, motionless, with a calm expression.

Wen Po was next to Mrs. Nie's lower body, and a baby's lower body was gradually exposed. Wen Po looked at it and couldn't help saying, "Oh, congratulations, Mrs. Hou Ye, you are a little daughter!"

Nie Zhisheng finally smiled after so long, and said to Mrs. Nie, "Lan'er, did you hear that? It's a girl."

Madam Nie breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled with tears in her eyes, "I finally have a daughter, and she's not a brat anymore."

"Ma'am, work harder, the baby will come out soon."

Accompanied by Madam Nie's heart-piercing cry of pain, a loud and clear baby cry sounded out.

The people outside the house were also very happy.

Mrs. Fang patted her chest, and sat down on the stool, "This baby is finally born, my heart has come to the present."

"It would be great if it was a daughter. Ah Lan likes girls so much." Mrs. Ding wiped her wet eyes.

Wen Po hurriedly took the little cloth jacket from the maid, wrapped the baby girl up, and handed it to Nie Zhisheng cheerfully, "Master Hou, she is a beautiful little daughter, look, she cries so loudly, I will definitely cry in the future." Healthy and safe."

Nie Zhisheng took the baby girl carefully. He was used to holding knives, guns, swords and halberds. At this time, he was helpless with this frail little baby girl, like holding a fragile treasure. Dare to breathe.

"Hey, Lord Hou, is there a way to hold a child like this? Keep your head high, or the child won't be able to breathe." Wen Po said from the side.

Nie Zhisheng listened carefully and nodded.

Madam Nie looked really funny, she turned her eyes pale and said, "Show me the child."

Nie Zhisheng gently placed the child beside Mrs. Nie. Mrs. Nie looked at it, and then said "ah" in disgust, "So ugly? It's even uglier than Wucheng."

Wen Po didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Ma'am, this newborn baby is not so good-looking, they are not all the same, and they will look better after a while."

After the mother and daughter were settled, Nie Zhisheng went out to announce the good news to everyone, "It's a girl."

"Great, it's really a daughter!" Mrs. Fang wiped her tears.

Mrs. Ding asked happily, "Have you thought about what to call it?"

"Lan'er and I have already thought about it before. If it's a girl, we'll call it Liancheng, Nie Liancheng, which means priceless city."

The four children had been placed in other courtyards, and when they heard the sound, they all rushed over.

Nie Wucheng grabbed the corner of Nie Zhisheng's robe, and asked with some uncontrollable excitement, "How is mother? Has the little sister come out?"

Ding Ziqi's nose was bubbling, "Uncle, Uncle, is that your little sister?"

Although Ding Xian and Fang Yue didn't speak, they could still tell from their sweaty noses that they were excited and looking forward to it.

Nie Zhisheng smiled and squatted down, stroking the heads of the children, "Your mother is fine, she is a little sister."

"Ah, that's great!" Several children jumped happily in place.

Nie Wucheng suddenly remembered something, and asked, "What's your little sister's name?"

"Nie Lian City."

Three years later.

"Don't fight, don't fight! Yue'er, please persuade them." Ding Ziqi, who was already ten years old, shouted anxiously.Fang Yue crossed her shoulders and watched indifferently, watching indifferently.

Nie Wucheng was having an inseparable fight with another boy of similar age, rolling all over the floor.

Nie Liancheng, who was already three years old, was dressed in pink, sitting on the ground like a chubby little dumpling, crying loudly.

"Let you bully my sister and beat you to death." Nie Wucheng gritted his teeth.

"Shit, that crying bastard cries without even touching her, how disgusting." The brocade-clothed boy didn't want to be outdone.

The two fought more fiercely, you punched, and I kicked.Dirty all over.

Behind the brocade-clothed boy was a little boy who had just been beaten by Nie Wucheng. The little boy fell and sat behind Nie Wucheng.Then he groped for a stone in his hand, looked hard, stood up suddenly and went to throw the stone on the back of Nie Wucheng's head.

Nie Wucheng was fighting, unaware that someone was attacking him.

The 12-year-old Fang Yue moved forward, grabbed the hand of the boy who was about to attack, and folded it slightly. The boy screamed in pain and was forced to let go of the stone.

Fang Yue dragged the wailing boy to the small pond in the garden, and threw him down. The water in the small pond was not deep enough to reach his waist, but the water was dirty and there were toads in it.

Fang Yue looked down at the boy with contempt, and sneered, "Sneak attack if you can't beat him, useless despicable villain." After finishing speaking, she turned around and left indifferently.

The boy left alone stood in the pond and screamed angrily.

And here, Nie Wucheng has already beaten him down, and although he suffered a lot of injuries, he walked up to Nie Liancheng who was crying and hiccupping, and stretched out his hand, "Don't cry, you are my sister, my sister!" It's not good to cry."

Nie Liancheng still couldn't fully understand, but still slowly stopped speaking.

Holding Nie Wucheng up with his little hands, he was afraid that Nie Wucheng would be angry, so he kissed Nie Wucheng on the face "baji", wiped Nie Wucheng's face sticky with snot and tears.

Nie Wucheng cast a glance at Nie Liancheng, "Don't use the trick you used to deal with father against me, I will beat you." Nie Wucheng waved his fist threateningly.

Nie Liancheng giggled foolishly, and kissed Nie Wucheng on the cheek again.Nie Wucheng was helpless, squatted down, carried Nie Liancheng on his back, and said to Ding Zixi and Fang Yue next to him, "Let's go."

The four walked back slowly like this.

Mrs. Nie was holding a small bamboo stick, and she had been sitting in the hall waiting for a long time.

"Nie Wu City!"

"Yes." Nie Wucheng replied.

Madam Nie rapped on the table with a small bamboo stick, and put her hands on her hips, "Boy, just now Madam Zhang came to the door to complain to me, did you beat up the two brothers of the Zhang family! You even kicked him into the pond!"

Ding Ziqi tilted his head and whispered to Nie Wucheng, "Those two guys filed a complaint quite quickly."

Fang Yue stood up and said calmly, "Aunt Lan, I kicked people into the pond."

"No, I kicked people." Nie Wucheng rushed to say.

Nie Liancheng giggled with snot bubbling, not knowing why.

"Stop, let me ask you first, Nie Wucheng, why did you fight?"

In terms of eloquence, Ding Ziqi is naturally the most eloquent, and he is as dark-bellied and smart as his sister Ding Xian.Nie Wucheng bumped his waist and eyes with his elbow, motioning for him to say, Ding Ziqi understood, coughed, and stood up.

"Aunt Lan, the thing is like this. We were playing by Liu'an Lake, and then we met two brothers from Zhang's family. They started to play with Lian'er there. We are not unreasonable people. What's the big deal about this, but But they made Lian'er cry and even pinched Lian'er's cheeks, this is unbearable."

Ding Ziqi waved his fist, "Wucheng went up to argue with them, because Aunt Lan, you said that you should try not to use force to solve the problem, but the two brothers of the Zhang family are very rampant, they don't know how to repent, and they don't apologize. This thing, you know Wucheng's violent temper, and he started fighting when he went up."

Ding Ziqi took a sip of water, and continued to speak incessantly.

Mrs. Nie stopped him, "Ziqi is ready, I understand." Then she beckoned Nie Wucheng with a stubborn face to come over.

Madam Nie touched his face and asked, "Do you think you can protect everyone with your little fist?"

Nie Wucheng nodded, "Yes."

Madam Nie knelt down and said seriously.

"Do you know why you can protect others now? It's never because of how hard you fight, but because your surname is Nie and your father is Lord Hou. If you were just a child of ordinary people and you beat up the Zhang family brothers , do you think the Zhang family will let it go? Mrs. Zhang just complained a few words in front of me, there is no reason to treat you, just because your surname is Nie."