"It's a girl, right?"

"It should be a girl."

After a moment, a midwife came out holding the newborn baby.

Everyone gave their seats to Yan Honghou, who didn't even look at the child. He just asked, "How is my wife? How is she? Is she okay?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Funing knew that her eldest brother's mind was full of his eldest sister-in-law. The child didn't ask a single question and kept asking about his eldest sister-in-law's situation.

The midwife smiled and said, "Congratulations, my lord! Both mother and child are safe!"

"Mother and child?" Zhang asked. "Is it a boy?"

"It's a little boy." The midwife opened the child's swaddling clothes and showed them to the old Duke and the Duke, "Please take a look."

The father and son looked at it and laughed out loud.

The people from the second and third rooms stretched their necks to look, and when they saw that it was a boy, their expressions froze uncontrollably.

Zhang even murmured, "I never thought a woman as weak as Zeng Kerou could give birth to a son."

Her voice was very soft, and many people present knew Kung Fu, so they could all hear it.

Yan Bojian retorted on the spot: "Second Aunt, does that sound like you're disappointed?"

"How could I be disappointed?" Zhang didn't dare to say anything more.

The old Duke glanced at her with dignity, and then smiled from ear to ear: "Good, good, our Yan family has a successor."

Yan Cheng pulled Yan Honghou to remind him, and Yan Honghou went to see his newborn son.

"You little brat..." He wanted to curse but didn't say it out loud. Instead, he said happily, "You look quite like me."

Everyone laughed.

The midwife quickly brought the baby back to the room.