Yun Wanrou turned her head.

Seeing that she was holding the pig's nose tightly and refused to let go, I felt a little amused.

"This is raw and can't be eaten. We'll eat cooked food later."

[How long is a while? Can I really eat it in a while? 】

Very uncertain.

She held the pig's nose tightly, still unwilling to let go.

Yun Wanrou had no choice but to gently remove her fingers one by one.

However, Yangyang was very flexible. As soon as he took down one finger, another one came up again.

"Yun Wanrou, what are you doing standing there? Come here quickly. The auspicious time has arrived. Don't miss it!"

Qian's voice came from the front.

Yun Wanrou turned around and saw that everyone was there, all looking at them.

She glanced at everyone, then turned back to comfort Yangyang.

"The ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heaven is about to begin. It would be unlucky if we miss the time. Let's have a delicious meal after the ceremony is over, okay?"

[Keep your word, mother, you can't lie to me! ]

Yangyang withdrew her hand. She leaned on Yun Wanrou's shoulder and stared at the pig's head with reluctance.

Oh, she is so plump.

Should I ask the chef to make a braised pig's head or a stewed pig's head?

The more Yangyang thought about it, the more greedy he became, and his mouth was watering.

As she was thinking, she suddenly realized something was wrong.

How could she, a great master of heaven and a hermit who was almost on the verge of ascending to heaven, not be able to control her desires?

Yangyang was upset.

After trying hard to recall, she realized that this situation started when she recovered her spiritual power.

The stronger her spiritual power, the more she cannot control herself.

Even his nature is becoming more and more like that of a child.

Amidst the profound self-reflection, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven began.

Jiang Huaishu is not at home, and Yun Wanrou has to take care of Yangyang.

The important task of reading the prayer to heaven fell on Qian.

Qian didn't read much, and there were few words in the whole article that she recognized.

She crammed for the exam and found a letter writer to teach her, and she memorized the prayer by force.

She stood at the front, facing everyone, reciting haltingly.

Yangyang lay on Yun Wanrou's shoulder, her eyelids drooping with sleepiness.

Qian had recited less than half of the text when Yangyang fell asleep.

When she woke up, it was almost noon.

As soon as the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens was over, everyone went into the ancestral hall again and bowed to the tablets of their ancestors, which was considered as the sacrifice.

[The old witch may not be good at other things, but she is pretty good at singing lullabies. I slept better than ever before.]

Yun Wanrou held back her laughter and tried hard to suppress the corners of her mouth that wanted to curl up.

If Qian knew that the prayer she had memorized for so long only helped her sleep here, would she be furious?

The ceremony ended and Jiang Huaishu returned.

Yun Wanrou held Yangyang in her arms and walked slowly forward.

"My Lord, I have something I want to discuss with you."

"If you have anything to say, let's talk about it after we have dinner. I'm starving!"

Jiang Huaishu walked past her without even glancing at her.

Yun Wanrou turned her head to look at his back and whispered, "I've thought about it. I'm willing to adopt Chen Ge'er under my name."

[Mother wants to adopt Jiang Beichen, why? ]

[But there must be a reason why mother did this, Yangyang supports her! ]

Yun Wanrou was originally worried that Yangyang would not understand the decision she made.

Hearing her inner thoughts, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

The huge stone that was pressing on my heart finally fell to the ground.

Jiang Huaishu paused, turned to look at her, his eyes filled with surprise.

"Arou, you...what did you just say?"

"My Lord, I fell into the pond and injured myself.

My mother asked a doctor to examine me, and I'm afraid... I'm afraid I can no longer give birth to children for the Marquis's mansion.

Since my father left, the status of the Marquis's Mansion in the court has been declining day by day. If there is no more prince in the mansion..."

Yun Wanrou did not continue speaking.

Jiang Huaishu was delighted to see that she was so sensible.

He walked quickly forward and held her and Yangyang in his arms.

[Ugh! The smell of a scumbag is so stinky. You big pig's hoof, stay away from my mother! ]

As his spiritual power increased, Yangyang's five senses were also magnified.

She can smell the odor of scum that others can't.

Not only can you smell it, but if you get close to it, it will also be very irritating to the eyes.

Yun Wanrou frowned and felt sick.

She was very disgusted by the fact that a man who had been used by others was dirty all over.

However, Jiang Huaishu didn't notice anything and was still immersed in joy.

"Arou, I knew you were the most sensible person.

Since you said so, I will go find my mother in a moment, choose a good day, and adopt the child under your name."

After saying this, he let go of Yun Wanrou.

Just as he was about to turn around, he heard Yun Wanrou say, "No need to choose. Tomorrow is the beginning of the new year, the best day of the year.

I know that the Marquis likes Chen Ge'er, and I also want to adopt him as my own as soon as possible, so why not do it tomorrow!"

"Okay, okay, tomorrow, tomorrow!"

Jiang Huaishu nodded repeatedly, wishing it very much.

When it comes to adoption, I'm afraid the longer the night, the more troubles I'll have.

It was New Year’s Day and all the elders of the clan were there.

Tomorrow he will ask the elders to put the children in the family tree!

Chu Qiu followed behind Yun Wanrou and was also happy.

After waiting for so long, her child was finally able to recognize her ancestral roots and become the legitimate son or daughter of the marquis's mansion.

After some time, she went to Jiang Huaishu's ear and whispered something in his ear.

The position of the prince of the marquis's mansion would belong to her son Chen!

During lunch, Jiang Huaishu announced the matter in public.

Jiang Nanxing and Jiang Beichen were both old enough to understand things and knew what having a legitimate son or daughter meant.

The two smiled at each other and were very happy.

Yun Wanrou saw the expressions of the two and had a faint smile on her lips.

Are you happy?

More joyful things are yet to come.

She suddenly felt a little excited about the arrival of tomorrow!

"Wanrou, eat more! Look at how much weight you've lost recently."

Qian smiled and put food into Yun Wanrou's bowl, without any trace of the harshness she had shown in the past few days.

[The old witch is really powerful! She was glaring at my mother a while ago, but today when she saw that my mother agreed to adopt me, she immediately changed her face.]

[My mother has lost so much weight, I don’t know who caused it. If she hadn’t gone to see you, she wouldn’t have been pushed into the pond.]

[Your whole family are executioners, and you will be punished! ]

Yangyang muttered to herself.

She was so angry that her facial features were wrinkled.

Yun Wanrou raised her hand and gently rubbed her hair, her eyes full of doting.

Her Yang-Yang is truly the best Yang-Yang in the world.

She is still so young, but she already feels sorry for her mother.

God has given her such a good daughter. Even if she doesn't do it for herself, she will stand up for Yangyang!

【Meat, give me meat! 】

Yun Wanrou was just thinking about it when Yangyang suddenly reached out and grabbed the bowl.

In the bowl was a piece of sizzling braised pork.

Yun Wanrou was shocked and hurried to stop her, but she was a step too slow.

Yangyang grabbed the red meat and stuffed it into his mouth.