When Xu Zhengyang and several middle-aged men walked into the living room, they were taken aback when they saw the man sitting in the chair in the middle of the room.
The man who came was dressed in a sharp suit and looked to be in his fifties. He had short hair, short eyebrows that were raised so high they almost stood upright, and small but bright eyes that exuded an aura of authority that had been cultivated over the years.
It was Ye Wan's father, Ye Rongchen!
Xu Zhengyang was slightly surprised. Before he could greet him, Ye Rongchen had already stood up, smiled, and walked over, extending his hand: "Zhengyang, it's been a long time!"
"Uncle Ye, hello!" Xu Zhengyang smiled. "I didn't expect you to come too."
"Yes, I just arrived a short while ago." Ye Rongchen smiled, then exchanged a few polite words with the visitors and invited them to sit down.
Ye Wan's elder brother, Ye Jun, put on a forced smile, filled everyone's glasses with wine, said a few polite words, and then sat down without saying a word, occasionally giving Xu Zhengyang a cold look.
Xu Zhengyang didn't mind and chatted politely with Ye Rongchen and the other three male relatives of the Ye family present.
The sound of firecrackers grew louder as they approached the courtyard gate, becoming even more frequent and boisterous. The smell of gunpowder even drifted through the spacious courtyard into the main room.
Chen Chaojiang, dressed in a sharp suit, strode in surrounded by several friends. His usually pale and aloof face now wore a faint smile, and a hint of warmth appeared in his icy eyes. The courtyard, already filled with the lively chatter of neighbors, was further engulfed by Chen Chaojiang's arrival, with even more people following behind and crowding into the house.
From this point on, the people inside had no time for idle chatter and all focused their attention on the lively wedding procession.
According to custom, the women, young and old, would make things difficult for the wedding procession several times. The bride, dressed shyly in her wedding gown, would sit quietly on the bed and listen to the instructions of her female relatives from her own family and the women from the village who were specifically hired to make things difficult for the groom. Only after they all agreed could the groom carry the bride out.
But today, they encountered Ye Wan, a person with a peculiar personality. While everyone was making a fuss, and before they could even explain to one of her sisters-in-law what "smearing the face" meant, Ye Wan couldn't hold back any longer. She put on high heels with heels of at least eight centimeters, got off the bed, grabbed the hem of her wedding dress with both hands, walked to the bedroom door, and looked out.
When she saw Chen Chaojiang sitting with a group of buddies and elders drinking together, she shouted, "Hey, Chaojiang, aren't you going to come and carry me out of here?"
Buzz...
Everyone in the room except Chen Chaojiang and Xu Zhengyang was stunned, and only the sound of breathing could be heard.
He looked at Ye Wan with surprise.
Xu Zhengyang couldn't help but smile and turn to look at Chen Chaojiang, whispering, "The bride can't wait any longer, hurry up and go."
"Isn't there also the matter of smearing black faces?" Chen Chaojiang asked, perplexed.
Just then, Cao Gangchuan and Liu Bin's wives, clutching a mixture of black shoe polish and coal sludge, squeezed past Ye Wan and ran out of the bedroom, laughing and chuckling as they said, "Alright, alright, let's stop fooling around. The bride can't wait any longer, so hurry up and put on some black face paint. We'll do it for her!"
Swish, swish, swish...
Chen Chaojiang, with his fair complexion, was instantly transformed into a black-faced demon.
A few buddies shouted and pushed Chen Chaojiang.
Chen Chaojiang stood up, ran to Ye Wan, stretched out his arms, and picked her up, who was only halfway out of the door. He then turned and walked out.
Ye Wan's exclamation and the laughter of the crowd echoed in the room.
Several middle-aged men in charge of the arrangements hurriedly chased after them, waving and shouting, "Wait, wait, don't rush! The wedding guests are waiting. Come down at the door, come down, walk on the carpet!"
The deafening sound of firecrackers outside rang out again. Chen Chaojiang, surrounded by his friends, had already walked more than ten meters out of the courtyard gate before stopping at the manager's call and putting Ye Wan down. The couple blushed with embarrassment, while Cao Gangchuan, the group of young people, and the onlookers burst into laughter.
Inside the house, the middle-aged men and women from the village who were helping out quickly arranged for their relatives to go outside together, following behind the bride and groom.
Xu Zhengyang walked side by side with Ye Rongchen at the very back of the crowd as they exited the hospital.
Amidst the continuous crackling of firecrackers, the bride and groom walked hand in hand intimately down the two-meter-wide, seemingly endless red carpet. The wedding emcee, a seasoned veteran, was quick-witted and, even on this special wedding occasion, still managed to deliver a plethora of humorous remarks and congratulatory words into the microphone.
Chen Chao was dressed in Jiangxi in a leather suit and had his face smeared with black paint. Ye Wan's wedding dress was custom-made; the long, layered silver skirt was very elegant, covered with a layer of shimmering, semi-transparent tulle. Her long hair was styled in an updo and adorned with a small silver crown and silver flowers, giving her a distinctly Nordic aristocratic air.
Every ten meters or so, there is an archway more than two meters high and three meters wide made of pink flower wreaths, with some children from Chen Chaojiang's family and relatives scattering flower petals behind them.
Cameramen were filming from both sides of the road; further ahead, a group of young people were constantly setting off firecrackers on both sides...
The elders in the wedding procession stand beside the guests, introducing local customs and offering words of congratulations.
Xu Zhengyang and Ye Rongchen were still walking at the very back of the group.
"Uncle Ye, are you satisfied with Xiao Wan and Chao Jiang's wedding today?" Xu Zhengyang, being dutiful, naturally had to say some polite words.
"Haha, that's all just talk. What's good is being able to live a good life in the future." Ye Rongchen laughed heartily.
Ye Jun walked ahead, glancing back before turning away helplessly. He was truly resentful; he hated Xu Zhengyang because Xu Zhengyang was responsible for his severed arm, yet he was powerless to avenge this wrong. Although his father hadn't explicitly told him Xu Zhengyang's divine identity, the subtle hints in his words, coupled with the inexplicable and bizarre self-mutilation, were enough for Ye Jun to guess why so many people, like his father or even higher in status, feared Xu Zhengyang.
"Zhengyang, is there any follow-up to that matter?" Ye Rongchen suddenly asked with a smile.
Amidst the sounds of firecrackers and the clamor of the crowd, Xu Zhengyang still heard Ye Rongchen's words clearly. He knew exactly what Ye Rongchen was referring to. Xu Zhengyang smiled and said, "Tomorrow, maybe. Something else is going to happen tomorrow..."
"Zhengyang, you're really adding fuel to the fire!" Ye Rongchen said with a smile, without asking what was going on.
Xu Zhengyang smiled without saying a word, and gave Ye Rongchen a meaningful look.
Ye Rongchen understood immediately and laughed heartily, "Let's not talk about that. Today is my daughter's wedding day..."
...
Xu Zhengyang thought to himself, "Alas, I didn't mean anything by it. I just didn't answer you because I had to give an order."
Agents who secretly monitored Gurielia's two trusted confidants should be killed without exception!
We can't let them stop their two trusted confidants from proactively seeking out reporters to leak information.
Volume Six, Chapter 330: A Strange Child is Born, Who is Being Laughed At?
The busy farming season in May is fast approaching. The sun in the clear sky is becoming increasingly scorching.
Amidst the golden wheat fields, combine harvesters busily move about. People, carrying sacks, wait at the edge of the fields in tractors or three-wheeled vehicles, ready to haul away the wheat.
Unlike previous years, the villagers of Shuanghe Village were no longer discussing this year's crops when chatting in the fields. Instead, they were focusing on Xu's precious daughter-in-law, who was reportedly about to give birth. "Tsk tsk," one villager remarked, "Yuan Suqin has already been spreading the word throughout the village that she's carrying a boy. Ah, being born into the Xu family, this child is truly blessed..."
Even the biggest news events that make headlines all over the world are just fleeting moments for the vast majority of rural people. Who would care about those things? They're far removed from our lives!
Let's think more about the things that are closer to us.
For example, where is Xu Neng's daughter-in-law currently recuperating after childbirth? Should we take some time to visit her and bring her some gifts?
These kinds of topics are what they are really concerned about.
Because of the major revelations orchestrated by Guriria and her two trusted subordinates, the world's major media outlets called it news that shook the entire globe. Indeed, it directly drew in more than a dozen countries, including several superpowers, plunging them into significant diplomatic difficulties.
Even worse, some have gone so far as to strengthen their military forces and begin preparing for the worst-case scenario of war.
Especially for some small countries caught between large powers, they have no choice but to make thorough preparations with trepidation. They know very well that if these large countries were to actually go to war, the conflict would only break out in their own countries, rather than spilling over into their own territory.
Of course, no one wants war and will try their best to resolve issues through diplomatic means.
The high-ranking officials in the capital remained remarkably calm amidst this complex situation. This was because, after this incident, they held all the initiative. As the saying goes, reason prevails everywhere. Even if those countries are powerful, and no matter how unreasonable they were in the past, this time… won't they still have to restrain themselves?
However, things always have to calm down eventually; they can't stay deadlocked forever.
Therefore, the bigwigs in the capital are now considering how to gain greater benefits after this incident is completely over, without escalating the situation or even leading to war.
Xu Zhengyang, the true mastermind behind this incident, has long since put aside these messy matters and stopped thinking about them. "The deed's done," he thought, "you can do whatever you want with the rest. I don't have the time to worry about it now." As for the outcome, no one is stupid; everyone is smarter than Xu Zhengyang and would likely handle these issues more prudently.
Around noon.
Outside a separate delivery room prepared several days in advance by the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department of Fuhe City People's Hospital.
Li Bingjie had just been taken to the delivery room when Xu Zhengyang paced back and forth in the hallway. He rubbed his hands together, his face beaming with excitement. Logically, someone of his status, with his unique and transcendent realm, shouldn't be displaying such excitement; it was rather beneath him.
However, that's just Xu Zhengyang's personality. At this point, what does he care about status or face?
He was happy, so what? Of course, he was also a little nervous... He hoped his son wouldn't be some kind of monster after he was born!
Yuan Suqin and Jiang Lan were also restless. They stood by the wall, their hands clenched, with smiles mixed with a hint of nervousness on their faces, anxiously trying to open the tightly closed delivery room door. In addition to the three of them, there were also Zhu Jun, Qing Ling, Li Chengzong and his wife, along with several cold-looking men wearing sunglasses.
Meanwhile, in the hospital corridor, Wang Yonggan led a dozen gloomy ghost messengers, gripping their soul-slaying rulers and standing ready for battle.
The hospital had already received a notification from above that the person giving birth was no ordinary person, and that they must be extremely careful and not make the slightest mistake.
Creating such a large-scale spectacle was truly not Xu Zhengyang's intention.
The guards were personally arranged by Li Ruiyu; while the ghost messengers were ordered by Li Haidong.
As for the reason, it is said that the current international situation is quite special, and high-level figures are afraid that some special departments might target Xu Zhengyang and use despicable means to do evil deeds.
Admittedly, long ago, after foreign intelligence and espionage agencies took notice of Xu Zhengyang, they couldn't figure out what he had done. However, through some information and comprehensive analysis from various aspects, they concluded that Xu Zhengyang was likely directly related to certain events.
Xu Zhengyang didn't really care. What could possibly happen on his own little plot of land?
As the old saying goes, it's better to be safe than sorry; it's always good to be prepared.
The doctors at the hospital were truly helpless. Logically speaking, for such a distinguished person with such a unique status, the safest option for childbirth would be a cesarean section, but the expectant mother insisted on a natural birth.
For no other reason than that vaginal delivery is good for the baby.
Well, the hospital could only reluctantly agree and made full preparations to deal with any unforeseen circumstances.
An hour has passed since Li Bingjie entered the delivery room.
However, the previously strong contractions and signs of impending labor suddenly became less pronounced, and Li Bingjie no longer felt any pain. The fetus inside her, however, was in good condition, with no signs of any problems.
The doctors were sweating profusely with anxiety, and Li Bingjie also found it strange.
Jiang Lan, Yuan Suqin, and Xu Zhengyang outside had all stretched their necks until they ached, and they were somewhat worried.
An obstetrician came out, took off her mask, and said awkwardly and embarrassedly, "The contractions have stopped, the baby's heartbeat and breathing are good, and the cervix is fully dilated... but the baby just won't descend. I suggest a C-section. Are you family members...?"
"Then let's have a cesarean section, what are you hesitating for?" Jiang Lan and Yuan Suqin said in unison.
Xu Zhengyang nodded and said, "Where do I sign? I'll sign."
Just then, a nurse hurriedly opened the door and said, "She's going into labor! She's going into labor..."
The doctor didn't have time to say anything and quickly turned around and rushed back.
...
Still no birth.
While feeling anxious and worried, the doctors, nurses, and family members couldn't help but wonder if the fetus was deliberately causing them trouble.
The problem is that everything was going well, and you were just about to have a C-section when you suddenly started experiencing obvious signs of labor. If you then proceed with the C-section, there's a real risk of other complications.
After all the commotion, Li Bingjie couldn't take it anymore and tearfully said, "Just do a C-section, I really can't take it anymore..." The family members outside also urged her to hurry up, saying, "C-section, do an cesarean section! This is too much; something bad might happen. What are you doctors doing? We told you to operate and take the baby out long ago, and more than half an hour has passed!"
If something goes wrong, can you take responsibility?
The doctors were heartbroken; they couldn't bear the responsibility! Little one, are you coming out or not? Otherwise, we'll really have to operate...
Xu Zhengyang had been unable to wait any longer, so he sent his consciousness into the delivery room and comforted Li Bingjie, who was covered in sweat.
As the doctor prepared to administer the anesthesia, Xu Zhengyang felt even more sorry for his wife. After all, it was surgery, and she would suffer afterward. Xu Zhengyang couldn't help but curse inwardly, "You little brat, if you don't come out soon, your dad will... I'll... are you coming out or not?"
"Ah, ah, it hurts..." Li Bingjie suddenly cried out loudly again.
"She's going into labor, she's going into labor..." the nurse shouted again.