In September, a loud cry of a newborn pierced the air.
In the backyard of the Shen Family Manor, the old and young of the Shen Family gathered, and upon hearing the baby's cry, everyone was thrilled.
A moment later, the door opened, and a middle-aged midwife with a beaming smile came out.
"Mother and child are safe."
"Congratulations to the master of the house, may you have more grandchildren and more blessings."
This middle-aged midwife was the daughter-in-law of Sun Fuchun, both of whom passed away years ago, leaving their skills to their son and daughter-in-law.
"Good, good, good."
Shen Yuan nodded with a smile, then turned to Shen Wenxing beside him and said, "Eldest, the congratulatory money."
Shen Wenxing hurriedly took out the prepared silver taels from his chest and handed them to the midwife.
After expressing her thanks, the midwife went back into the room to clean up before leaving.
"Name your son!"
