Time has unconsciously come to the season of late autumn and early winter, and a faint coolness penetrates the Demon Spirit Continent, adding a faint dawn to the earth. The entire Demon Spirit Continent has also entered a golden harvest time. As soon as morning dawn came, the people went out of their homes and into their fields to begin a day of hard work and harvesting.

At this time of the rising sun, the people have already left their homes, and at most one or two old and weak women are left in each household to start their day's work and silk weaving. The civil and military people in the court also began to slowly ascend to the court hall and start their own day's court discussions. The entire Demon Spirit Continent was glowing with rising vitality.

However, as the saying goes, a few families are happy and some are worried, and the difference in the seasons is not all good for everyone. Some people will rejoice that today is the best harvest season due to abundant grain. But naturally some people feel helpless for other reasons.

The first rays of the morning sun are no longer as scorching and dazzling as those of summer, but instead there is a rejuvenating and faint atmosphere. Early autumn is not only about harvest and joy. For some, it also means a new hope.

The glow spread to every corner of the Demon Spirit Continent, imprinting the indifferent darkness in people's hearts, and after clearing all these negative thoughts, everyone ushered in their own new day with a sense of apprehension.

"Master, why isn't it good yet, I've been holding out for more than an hour, and it's almost time to rest," shrouded in a faint glow shining outside a long and deep bamboo forest, imprinting this bamboo forest under the sun. From this bamboo forest, there were faint bursts of coquettish gasps. Then came a serious voice.

"No, Yue'er! You yourself said that exercising like this now will be useful to you, otherwise your intermittent practice will be useless! Come, after holding on for an hour, I'll go back to cooking first."

In front of a young man dressed in white was a little girl dressed in light blue, who looked to be only five or six years old, her hands spread horizontally in the air, and she carried two half-hung buckets of water downward. The little girl's face turned a little red, and she whispered helplessly, shouting to the white-clothed young man in front of her.

"No, Yue'er, you can't! Now is the most critical time, if you give up, it will be all in vain. Do you know?" The young man in white in front of him stood there with a solemn face, but his voice was very serious and solemn.

"Ahh

"Very good, I'll go back and see your sister first, you hold these two buckets and continue for an hour, I'll go back first" The young man's smile in front of him faintly flashed across his face, and he left the little girl's sight with a smile. The little girl continued to hold two buckets that were very heavy for her.

"Hey, I don't know when Shi Niang will give birth to a baby, I'm really looking forward to my younger brother or sister" This little girl is Gao Hanyue, who originally followed Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing to learn martial arts, after experiencing a very happy life, Gao Hanyue also ushered in a turning point in her life. At this time, Feng Baiyi stayed here and continued to practice with a bucket, and she could only think of things to make herself happier, trying her best to ignore her physical helplessness and a trace of grief and anger in her heart

"Senior sister, you are about to give birth, why are you still doing these rough work? Hurry up and put it down, I'll come, you can put it down" Feng Baiyi returned to the outside of their grass hut gently, but saw Xia Qing, who had a big belly, squatting outside the door alone, blowing the fire under the pot in front of him. Feng Baiyi rushed up to help Xia Qing who was squatting on the ground with pity, his voice was full of infinite warmth and love.

Xia Qing meekly held Feng Baiyi's hand, and the two of them stood up together, Feng Baiyi's voice was gentle and infinite. Xia Qing felt extremely warm, she gently stroked her lower abdomen, and said in a faint voice: "Senior brother, do you guess I am a son or a daughter?" Xia Qing's face was filled with a hint of mischievous and coquettish expression.

Feng Baiyi didn't feel anything wrong with Xia Qing's half-truths and half-truths, a clear smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his voice was very gentle, and he said to Xia Qing in front of him: "Senior sister, you are already asking this question for the forty-first time these days."

"But I'm still afraid that you're not satisfied," Xia Qing stretched out his right hand and gently grabbed Feng Baiyi's sleeve, revealing a beautiful and lovely smile and said.

Feng Baiyi gently stretched out his right hand and gently held Xia Qing in his arms, "Don't worry, whether it's my son or daughter, I like it very much, don't worry."

Xia Qing, who was about to give birth, was comforted by Lang Jun, and she was relieved, and obediently buried her head deep in Feng Baiyi's arms, gentle and infinite. The figures of the two people greeted the rising sun together, and the corners of their mouths involuntarily flashed a comfortable and gentle smile

"Senior sister, junior sister, it will be good if you hold on a little longer!" Fifteen days later, Feng Baiyi and Gao Hanyue stood anxiously outside the thatched hut, and it was already twilight in the West Mountain. The door of the hut was closed tightly, and the two of them kept shouting anxious words into the hut. Deep gasps and screams were intermittently heard inside the hut. Obviously, now Xia Qing is already there and about to give birth. There was an intermittent cry from the grass hut, Feng Baiyi had already found that the elderly people in this bamboo forest had come to help Xia Qing give birth smoothly. After all, Feng Baiyi really has no way to be good at this matter

Xia Qing began to have a short and painful pregnancy reaction in the morning, but until now several hours have passed, Xia Qing just can't give birth to the child smoothly. Feng Baiyi and Gao Hanyue were anxious, and Feng Baiyi wanted to go in to help Xia Qing many times. But they were blocked by several elderly people, saying that there was bad luck in the delivery room now, so that Feng Baiyi and Gao Hanyue could not enter. I could only wait silently outside the door of the grass hut, anxious.

"Master, you said that it is so difficult to give birth to a baby this time, and I don't want to give birth to a baby in the future," Gao Hanyue whispered innocently beside Feng Baiyi. made Feng Baiyi even a little crying and laughing.

For Gao Hanyue, it seems to be from the bottom of his heart. Feng Baiyi was also made to cry and laugh, and could only silently laugh in his heart. But he secretly smiled bitterly and said: "Yue'er, it's not that I said that you don't know much about love now, it's normal that Yue'er, you don't understand it yet" Feng Baiyi's expression was unusually tangled, and he didn't particularly know how to talk to Gao Hanyue about these things.

Gao Hanyue flashed her big bright eyes, and the expression on her face that seemed to understand was not understanding, so that Feng Baiyi didn't seem to know whether she understood or not. "Oh yes."

Feng Baiyi was distracted by Gao Hanyue's unintentional words, and he forgot the tension in his heart for a while. Just as Feng Baiyi reacted and hurriedly ran back to the outside of the thatched house, a crisp and loud cry suddenly came from inside the thatched house. "Wow-"

Feng Baiyi and Gao Hanyue couldn't help the ecstasy in their hearts, and the two of them rushed directly into the grass hut without caring too much. In the thatched hut, the two elderly people had already wrapped their newborn children in soft bedding, hugged them in their hands, and gently coaxed them. Seeing Feng Baiyi and Gao Hanyue rushing in, the two elderly men handed the newborn baby they were holding in their hands to Feng Baiyi, who was a new father. Feng Baiyi lovingly held the newborn baby in his arms, it was a boy, his eyes were still closed, and he didn't open them. But Feng Baiyi had already heard an inexplicable emotion from his son's crying.

"Senior brother, are the children okay" A weak voice came from lying on the bed in the grass hut, this voice was obviously what Xia Qing said.

"Okay, well, take a look at our son, if he is very cute," Feng Baiyi heard the voice, and immediately hugged the son of the two of them to the side of the bed and placed it next to Xia Qing's pillow. Xia Qing's body was still covered with a light gauze-like quilt.

"Ah" Feng Baiyi just hugged his son to Xia Qing's side, Xia Qing suddenly screamed in pain, and then beads of sweat the size of beans popped out of his face again, and his whole face spasmed again. This sudden situation made Feng Baiyi a little at a loss.