By the time the child was brought out, Yan Dan, a benevolent man, was so happy his eyes nearly squinted into a line. He carefully held the newborn, closely examining his eyebrows and eyes.
Actually, how good-looking could a newborn be? His entire face was wrinkled, which was the result of being soaked in amniotic fluid in his mother’s womb for a long time. But for Yan Dan, the more he looked, the more attractive the child seemed, and the more he grew fond of him.
"How is my wife?" After the initial excitement had lessened, Yan Dan quickly asked about his wife’s condition, as the ancients believed that men should not enter the birthing room due to ominous reasons.
"You can rest assured, sir, your wife is all well," the midwife said with a smile.
"That’s good, that’s good." After saying this, he looked again at the child in his arms, feeling that no matter how much he looked, it was never enough. However, he also knew that his wife had given her all to bear this child and must be very eager to see him too.
"Take the child to my wife, as I imagine she too is very keen to see him." After saying this, he reluctantly handed the slowly child over to the midwife, feeling a bit worried as he saw her handle the child seemingly effortlessly.
This was purely his selfishness playing a part. When it came to holding children, ten Yan Dans could not match the expertise of one midwife, who was, after all, a professional making her living by it.
When the child was one month old, Yan Dan prepared to throw a big celebration in Yan Family Village, setting up a banquet and inviting friends and relatives to the feast.
This was why Yan Family Village was bustling, as in those times, clan ideology was very strong; when something happened in one family, everyone in the village came to help.
Travelers passing by today were indeed fortunate; for Yan Dan, overjoyed by his son’s birth and being quite wealthy, allowed any passerby willing to partake in the village feast.
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The small village was abuzz with people, various sounds mingling together to create a unique cacophony of human life. For the village children, today was an unforgettable day; not only could they gorge themselves, but with their families busy helping out, they were unchecked and frolicked around the village, their happy laughter spreading throughout.
At that moment, a young man wearing a green robe appeared on the distant mountain road. He was not walking fast, but his manner had a special charm that felt extremely comfortable, as if walking should naturally be like this.
Only upon drawing nearer was it clear that it was a young scholar dressed in scholar’s garb, looking refined and exuding an inherent scholarly aura.
There were people specifically assigned to welcome guests at the village entrance, chatting with others when suddenly, amid the noise of the children, they turned their heads and saw the children surrounding a young scholar, bombarding him with questions.
He took a careful look at the scholar and noticed an extraordinary demeanor, not resembling a poor family’s child at all; in fact, he seemed even more distinguished than those young masters from major households in the city. This instantly spirited him up, sensing a good omen from having such a distinguished guest.
"Sir, today we in Yan Family Village are celebrating Lord Yan Xun’s joy of having a son. Every traveler passing by who wishes to join is welcome to the banquet. Would you be interested in joining?"
"Oh, that sounds intriguing; then Lu Yu will take the liberty of joining," the young scholar said with a smile.
"May I inquire about your esteemed name, sir? After all, we need to register all visitors so we can return the favor later."
"Lu Yu, I didn’t prepare any gift for this visit. I have an old item here with a touch of childhood fun, and I would like to give it to the young master as a toy." Lu Yu pretended to take out a small wooden box from his chest, obviously made of high-quality mahogany. It was unclear how long it had been used, but the patina on the box was already very appealing.
It was carved with a picture of a towering mountain, surrounded by small decorations resembling the Treasured Sword, clearly not an ordinary item.
The person welcoming the guest quickly took the small box and bowed to Lu Yu, saying, "Sir, this item is indeed precious. I do not dare to decide on my own. I will ask the head of the family to come here; please wait a moment, sir."
Having said that, he turned around and entered the village to find Yan Xun.
After a short while, hurried footsteps sounded, and Yan Xun, who already had white hair, came rushing over, dust still on his shoes, which he hadn’t had time to wipe off. Upon arriving, he saw the distinguished-looking Lu Yu.
Yan Xun, too, had traveled far and wide and had seen countless people, but he had never seen anyone with Lu Yu’s temperament and naturally did not dare to neglect him. He quickly bowed to Lu Yu.
"Sir, your visit truly graces our humble home. I hope you do not mind our simplicity and will come inside for a sit."
Lu Yu also smiled and said, "I shall respectfully comply."
Following Yan Xun into his home, as soon as he entered, he heard the cries of a baby. Yan Xun’s face immediately showed a look of concern. Hearing his beloved son crying made him restless and uneasy.
He gave Lu Yu an apologetic look and said, "Please excuse me, sir. I got this child quite late in life and dote on him too much. I really can’t help but worry when I hear him cry; please understand, sir."
"Not at all. That is the heart of a loving father. How could I not understand? I am honored by your son’s presence and the feast prepared. Why not let me see your distinguished son too?" Lu Yu suddenly suggested.
This suggestion somewhat tempted Yan Xun as he also wished his child could absorb some of Lu Yu’s scholarly aura. Perhaps his son could even become a top scholar in the future.
"The child is young, and I fear he might offend you, sir. That would not be good." Yan Xun replied, genuinely worried as his son had been inexplicably crying recently and was difficult to soothe. He feared upsetting Lu Yu, turning a potentially good situation bad.
"Having also read the Sage’s books, how could I be upset by a child? Perhaps I have a special connection with your son, and he might really take to me." Lu Yu said with a smile, his eyes filled with mirth. He was very much looking forward to meeting Yan Dan. Things might become very interesting if Yan Dan were to recover his memory one day.
With these words from Lu Yu, Yan Xun’s worries dissipated. He called someone to bring his precious son inside, and when he turned around, he found his wife already holding the child and coming out.
"Upon hearing of a gentleman’s visit, I came to pay my respects." After a month of recuperation, she had completely recovered, her manner graceful and composed, prompting Lu Yu to nod inwardly in approval. Yan Xun indeed had good fortune to have such a virtuous helper by his side.
Strangely enough, the child who had been crying ceaselessly stopped as soon as he saw Lu Yu. He looked steadily for a while and then suddenly flashed a radiant smile.
"Haha, your son is truly extraordinary. It seems we get along very well."
Yan Xun and his wife were also amazed. Their precious son had never smiled at them like this before, and they secretly wondered if this gentleman really did have a special connection with their child.