Zhou Qinghai's voice was recalled in Wen Yan's ears. Yu Wenyan was lying in the quilt, thinking about Zhou Qinghai's appearance, and when she heard the voice, her mother was both happy and sad and couldn't sleep. Chai Zhiheng said with a smile, do you want to relive the passion of yesterday's daytime. Yu Wenyan pursed her lips and turned her head, unwilling to deal with this stupid husband who didn't understand the amorous feelings. Jiang Zhiheng climbed onto Yu Wenyan's back and leaned towards Yu Wenyan's lips with his lips. Yu Wenyan pushed Jiang Zhiheng's mouth away with the palm of her hand and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt. Jiang Zhiheng said, look at you, you obviously want to, but you want to pretend not to, you have been an old husband and wife for ten years, and you are still pretending to be reserved. When Yu Wenyan heard Jiang Zhiheng's words, her anger floated out of her mouth, and she pinched a red mark on Chai Zhiheng's arm with her small nails. Although Jiang Zhiheng is a martial arts practitioner, this fierce pinch also made Jiang Zhiheng grin and scream. Jiang Zhiheng and Yu Wenyan have been married for ten years, and there has never been such a situation. Jiang Zhiheng recalled all kinds of things in the past two days, whether it was the love in the bandit house or going down the mountain to buy rouge and fabrics, there was nothing to make Wen Yan angry. Jiang Zhiheng thought about it, and remembered that when Yu Wenyan saw that child, his heart was full of tenderness and pity. Zhou Qinghai thought about it, there was nothing wrong with this, Yu Wenyan was born with a bodhisattva heart, not to mention seeing a frozen child, even if he saw a wounded rabbit, an injured bird and other small animals in the world and broken flowers and grasses, a sadness would rise in his heart. For this reason, Jiang Zhiheng always teased Yu Wenyan at night when there was no one else that he should be a nun, and Yu Wenyan said angrily that Jiang Zhiheng should be a monk. Jiang Zhiheng's "haha" laughter will come out of his mouth, saying that monks and nuns are born as a couple, and it is God's will that they have done the right thing as husband and wife in this life. Then the two of them were on the bed, and they would fight on the chair, and in the end, Yu Wenyan was pressed under Jiang Zhiheng, and they hugged each other sweetly after falling in love. Yu Wenyan listened to the sound of her mother over and over in the quilt, and her brain was so excited that she didn't feel sleepy. Jiang Zhiheng slowly leaned over to Yu Wenyan's side, and said Dear baby, what's wrong with you, do you still want to. When Jiang Zhiheng said he wanted it, he immediately stopped talking. It seems that today's Yu Wenyan definitely doesn't want to be in love with herself, if she says this again, Yu Wenyan, who is usually gentle, considerate, and empathetic, will definitely quarrel with her. Yu Wenyan felt that Jiang Zhiheng's body was getting tighter and tighter with herself, and the guilt for Jiang Zhiheng in her heart turned into self-blame for herself, saying that she was a woman who didn't give birth to a child for Jiang Zhiheng, even if it was a daughter. The guilt in Yu Wenyan's heart accumulated more and more, and Yu Wenyan felt that her chest was very heavy and she couldn't bear it at all. Yu Wenyan opened her mouth and wanted to open her mouth wide to exhale the depression in her heart, but it turned into a shout for Jiang Zhiheng to get out. Yu Wenyan's guilt towards herself turned into anger towards Jiang Zhiheng, buried her head in the quilt and thought about Zhou Qinghai's appearance, listening to the sweet mother. No matter what Jiang Zhiheng does, Yu Wenyan has such an attitude, which makes Jiang Zhiheng very depressed in his heart. It was already twelve o'clock in the evening, and the exhausted Jiang Zhiheng fell asleep helplessly. Yu Wenyan heard Jiang Zhiheng's snoring, and the anger in her heart didn't come out, she stuck her head out of the quilt, sat at the head of the bed, and looked at Jiang Zhiheng with angry eyes. I scolded you fool over and over again, you stupid. Scolding and scolding, Yu Wenyan's throat was dry, Yu Wenyan hung her head sadly, thinking about the child she had been looking forward to for a long time, thinking about Zhou Qinghai, and thinking about the sweet mother.

Yu Wenyan walked to the temple of asking for a son Guanyin, knelt down reverently, and said to Guanyin, I have been married to Jiang Zhiheng for ten years, but I have no children, Yu Wenyan prays to you here sincerely, prays that you give us a child, Wen Yan and Zhiheng will continue to worship you devoutly, in order to do good deeds and good deeds for the people of the world according to the will of the Buddha. Guanyin smiled slightly, when Yu Wenyan kowtowed and raised her head, when she saw Guanyin's smile, the sorrow on her face suddenly turned into a smile, and the Buddha smiled, it must have promised to give him and Jiang Zhiheng a child, the two of them will have one or many children, and the two of them will have no regrets in their future lives. Yu Wenyan happily jumped up from the cushion in front of the table of Guanyin. Yu Wenyan immediately knelt in front of Guanyin with solemnity and respect, kowtowed to Guanyin and said that she had just seen Guanyin agree to her request and give her one and many children. After a year of marriage, Yu Wenyan's stomach still has not changed, Yu Wenyan's heart is a little anxious, and she often goes to a person under Huashan to send a child Guanyin Miao to burn incense to the Buddha, please send a child Guanyin to send them one, even if it is a child. Today, Yu Wenyan actually smiled when she saw the statue of Guanyin, and she smiled so brightly, it must be Yu Wenyan's pious prayers day after day that moved Songzi Guanyin. Yu Wenyan stood up from the kneeling cushion after kowtowing, suppressed the turbulence in her heart, and looked up at Songzi Guanyin with a serious expression. Guanyin nodded to Yu Wenyan again and smiled. Yu Wenyan worked hard this time, suppressed the excitement in her heart, and stood there motionless looking up at Guanyin. Guanyin slowly raised his arm, and after raising his arm, Guanyin stretched out his palm and pointed to the outside of the temple with his fingers. Yu Wenyan suppressed the excitement in her heart, slowly turned around, lowered her head and looked up at the head of Guanyin, and looked in the direction that Guanyin was pointing at. "Mother, mother", the sweet and happy voice of the mother made Yu Wenyan, who had been suppressed for a long time, finally unable to bear it, and ran out with her light legs. In a square far away, a little boy shouted to his mother and ran towards Yu Wenyan. The speed of the two men is getting faster and faster, slowly approaching each other. Just as he was about to get a better look at the little boy, the little boy disappeared. A house appeared in front of Yu Wenyan's eyes, and Yu Wenyan walked into the familiar house in confusion, familiar tables and chairs, familiar braziers, and an unfamiliar little boy panting heavily on the bed. Yu Wenyan slowly approached the little boy, held the little boy in her arms, the little boy opened his eyes, and "mother, mother" passed from the little boy's mouth to Yu Wenyan's ears. Yu Wenyan heard the "mother" who had never heard of herself, and tears of happiness slowly flowed out of her eyes, Yu Wenyan hugged the child tightly and said good son, good son.