The baby-making system is unreliable

A gentle breeze blew over the river, and the waves sparkled so brightly that people could not help but stretch out their hands to block the light. It seemed that the dragon boat race over there had ended.

But the number of people on the river was not small. After all, since such a large group of people had come here, they naturally wanted to take a stroll.

In the less populated south of the Bixi River, a not-so-large hollow pleasure boat slowly crossed the Dujiang Bridge and came over, seemingly just finishing watching the excitement.

"Master, I don't know how our Yanzhi is doing?! His Majesty wrote in the letter that his eyes...are no longer able to see."

A woman in her forties or fifties stood at the bow. She looked elegant and dignified. She looked a little thin, but not sickly. Her makeup was not delicate, which made her look like a simple woman.

She was seen in a simple dark brown dress, gazing into the distance with a worried look on her face. Even though it was the Dragon Boat Festival, such a lively scene still made her think of her son's recent situation.

As the saying goes, a mother worries about her child no matter where he goes. A mother will always think about her child, even if the child is no longer old enough for her to worry about.

A man wearing an official hat stood beside him. He had a square face, a stern face with two small moustaches, and a straight back, looking like an elegant and upright scholar.

The people on this boat are Master Wen's family who have been away from the capital for a long time. The elegant and upright man is Wen Shengxian's father, Wen Qingyu.

The woman next to him was his first wife, Guo, whose maiden name was Ranxi. She was a native of Nancheng. She had an uncle in her family who was a businessman, and her father was the prefect of Nancheng.

The Wen family started their family business in Nancheng. Although Nancheng was not overly wealthy, every household had enough food and clothing, and their comfortable and contented lifestyle was enviable.

The Guo and Wen families had known each other for many years, so they were naturally old friends. Guo Ranxi and Wen Qingyu were childhood sweethearts, betrothed to each other since childhood, and had a very good relationship.

Over the years, the couple has been loving and affectionate, and has not taken any concubines, making many women in Beijing envious.

"Ran Xi, we have already entered the capital, so we will see the Empress soon, right?! When you meet the Empress later, please do not say anything resentful. As a minister, it is only right for Yan Zhi to do so."

Wen Qingyu knew that she loved her son, but if she said it too much, it would inevitably make people feel that she was resentful.

"I know all this, but I love to nag, and I said a few more words because I feel sorry for my son. Hey, I see our Yanzhi, I'm afraid he also enjoys doing this?!"

Guo Ranxi withdrew her eyes and stopped looking at the excitement. Looking at her husband's current appearance, she actually knew that her husband was also worried, but he just didn't say it out loud.

She saw that her husband had more white hair on his temples, and she knew that he had gotten up and sneaked out at night during the journey, standing at the bow of the boat to enjoy the cold wind.

That was his child. How could he not have feelings for a child he had watched grow up? He was also a sentimental person. When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, he would also feel distressed for his child.

What is he unable to let go of?! No, it’s just that he is about to see his son, and he can’t help but feel uneasy. He doesn’t know what to say to him in this state. Some fathers’ love is always not obvious.

She didn't say anything on the surface, but in Wen Qingyu's eyes, she could see the pride and joy, worry, thought, and careful planning when she mentioned her son.

Just like she would suddenly think of her child at some point, worrying about whether he was safe and whether he had enough food and clothing.

Wen Qingyu stroked his beard and looked at the pleasure boat on the east side from afar. Knowing that many children of noble families were there, he narrowed his eyes and smiled calmly, "My husband and I will send the visiting card to the pleasure boat. I think my eldest brother and his family will definitely go to see the girl."

"Well, okay, old man, stop talking nonsense. Do you need to say anything?" Guo Ranxi looked at him slightly clenching Chuanmu's hand and smiled without exposing his nervousness. She knew since she was a child what he was like when he was nervous.

The Wen Mansion in the capital had been uninhabited for some years, and only the gatekeeper Liu was dedicated to guarding the house for them. When he heard that they were recalled to the capital, he asked people to make preparations early.

"Just my husband and I, along with our two children, Yi'an and Yihe, should go. No one else should be brought along. But our Yanzhi seems to have never been so concerned about other people, except for this empress."

Guo smiled faintly. The empress wanted to select a companion to enter the palace. Although she and her husband had no one to send to the palace, the Wen family's eldest wife still had two children of the right age.

This time, their trip to Beijing was rather hasty, but they were also invited accordingly, so they could just go with their two nephews and grandsons.

What worried her was her son, though. Among so many young men from aristocratic families, no one was willing to take the risk with his own eyes, but he did it without hesitation.

Even if it meant risking her own life, she never regretted it. How could a mother like her not understand her son's thoughts? !

Wen Qingyu pursed her lips and smiled, nodded as a response to his words, and then said: "The child is grown up and has his own thoughts. It's better to see what he wants! No matter how much we say, it will be useless."

"He's not a teen anymore, we should worry less about him!!" When children grow up, they can just let go of many things. Parents will become timid if they control too much.

Children who are controlled by others will not be able to move freely and may not be able to do what they like. But that's what Wen Qingyu thinks.

Hearing this, Guo Ranxi glanced at her husband and said half angrily, half angrily, "Do you want me to say more? You are the only one who knows everything."

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There are quite a few people on the deck of the pleasure boat on the east side of the river. The dragon boat race has ended, but the scenery on the river is unique.

Yun Xirou and her two siblings also held a banquet on this deck, and took the opportunity to invite many children of the same age as Yuze, so that the children could get to know each other first.

The little baby that Li Yinwan is holding on the left is Li Mingze, the only child among the grandchildren of the Li family. He does look a bit chubby.

Yun Xirou inadvertently thought of the eldest son of the Li family that Wen Shengxian mentioned. That boy was also a chubby kid when he was young, and she was distracted for a moment.

There are quite a few children here today. The two children next to Li Yinwan are from the Zhou family, twin boys and girls from the second room. They are a little older, about ten years old, and are the oldest of this group of children.

"Look at this kid. Only my eldest brother and father can control him, but he won't even listen to me?!"

Li Yinwan held his little nephew and looked into the distance, then pinched his little face. A child of this age has the softest and cutest skin.

Her words brought Yun Xirou back to her senses. Looking at the chubby little guy, she realized that he was really naughty.

The little guy was seen lying in Li Yinwan's arms, rolling left and right non-stop, not seeming to be shy at all, and even enjoying fiddling with the little gadgets on the table in front of him.

He fiddled with the cups on the table all over the place, as if one had entered into a small world created by him. The table was filled tightly with all these things.

After playing for a while, Li Mingze seemed to be bored, so he left his aunt's arms and went to look for the familiar child by himself.

"It's good for children to be lively like this. Yuze is still too young. Unlike Li Mingze who is a little older and can talk more."

Yun Xirou looked sideways at little Yuze. The little guy's face was visibly excited, but he didn't say much. His little hands were waving and reaching into the void.

"..." Xiao Yuze didn't say anything after hearing this, but just turned his head, his eyes were a little melancholy, clearly saying, I understand, don't talk nonsense! !

"Are you still unhappy, little guy? Huh?!" Yun Xirou chuckled and pinched his face. The little guy turned away with a red face, pouted his lips and ignored her.

Yuan'an was a soft-hearted person and didn't say anything, but he really couldn't hold little Yuze, so he didn't restrain him.

But in a short while, the children formed a group of their own. It is always easier for them to get along with each other than the adults' intrigues.

"Colored rope, colorful rope, why don't we have colorful rope?" Li Mingze seemed a little lost, looking at his bare wrist in confusion.

The children played with the objects in their hands for a long while, and as they played with them, they became comparative gadgets, after all, children are children.

Li Mingze then realized that he was the only one without the colorful rope in his hand. He hurriedly ran to his aunt's arms, leaned on Li Yinwan's thigh, and pointed at the wrists of several children.

Sure enough, they all had this thing, except him. It would have been fine if he didn't know it before, but now that he knew, how could he not be sad? !

Look, he looked at the beautiful colorful ropes in their hands with envy, and asked his aunt why he didn’t have any?