Two days later.
The sorcerer carried a boy covered in red and purple in his arms, and arrived at the priest's mansion in a chariot.
Wrapped in a fox fur cloak, Zhuang Xiaoyu stood at the gate of the priest's mansion with Qin Wuyan, watching the chariot approach quickly and stop in front of her.
Zhuang Xiaoyu couldn't wait to run towards the wizard, and took the child from the wizard's arms with both hands: "Is this my child?"
"Yes." The wizard bowed to Zhuang Xiaoyu, "This child was born with deficiencies, and his body is relatively weak, so it is difficult to raise. Madam may need to worry more."
Zhuang Xiaoyu hugged the baby in the swaddle, feeling as if she had found a treasure, her heart almost melted: "Insufficiency is nothing, as long as he can live, even if he wants my heart, I am willing to give it to him."
As she said that, Zhuang Xiaoyu's eyes became wet, and her voice choked up.
Another suppressed sobbing sound came, and Zhuang Xiaoyu looked sideways, and saw that the wizard brought not only a child, but also a young couple.
It was the young wife who was crying, but the husband standing beside her ruthlessly pulled the corner of her clothes, and the woman immediately turned her back to avoid Zhuang Xiaoyu's gaze.
The two men were dressed in tatters. Seeing Zhuang Xiaoyu looking over, the man bowed to Zhuang Xiaoyu and said apologetically, "Ma'am, my mother-in-law didn't do it on purpose. It's really our baby who is about to die at birth. My mother-in-law looks at it." Until any newborn child can't help but think of his own child, he can't help it..."
At the end, the man also choked up.
Zhuang Qingyun frowned, and hurriedly said: "Ma'am, this is the wet nurse I specially invited back for my child. She is innocent, healthy, careful and diligent..."
Those invited by Zhuang Qingyun are naturally relieved, Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded: "Thank you, Master Qingyun."
Zhuang Qingyun: "..."
"It's too cold outside, I carried the baby back to the house." Zhuang Xiaoyu hugged the infant child, turned and walked towards the backyard of the mansion.
Qin Wuyan thanked the wizard, stared at the couple who lost their composure, turned around and followed Zhuang Xiaoyu's footsteps.
Zhuang Qingyun's hanging heart finally fell to the ground. Seeing that the crowd had dispersed, he warned in a low voice: "If you don't want to give this child to Madam to raise, you can bring it up as soon as possible..."
When the young woman heard this, she hurriedly waved her hands: "No, no, we don't want to give the child to Madam to raise, I... I was just too happy just now.
Madame likes my child so much, and this is the priest's mansion again, our child has been saved, if it weren't for you, this child would have died a long time ago...
Madame is the child's savior..."
Zhuang Qingyun's voice was full of warnings: "If it weren't for the wizard saying that this child must be raised with your help, I wouldn't have brought you into the priest's mansion together.
Take care of yourselves, if there is any news about this incident, be careful with your heads..."
The two were obsequious and said yes again and again, Zhuang Qingyun handed them over to the housekeeper, took the clothes of the servants in the mansion, and arranged the man in the servant's bunk room, and the woman in the side room of Zhuang Xiaoyu's house, so that it would be convenient at night. Babysitting anytime...
Before the woman entered the door, she heard the crying of the child, and immediately rushed into the bedroom in three steps at a time.
Zhuang Xiaoyu was trying her best to coax the child, when she saw the woman coming in, she asked, "Is he hungry?"
Before the words were finished, the woman picked up the baby in the cradle, patted the baby on the back, and kissed the baby's forehead again and again: "Don't cry, don't cry, baby... …”
Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."