Friday, August 7, 2020, Start of Autumn.
The Confucian School's newly built First Hospital in Wenzhou City, Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology.
Mom Song, whom the insiders called the Zhao Clan Ancestor Fairy, had carried the baby for ten months and finally got her wish: she gave birth to a fair, plump daughter.
When the nurse told Dad Song the news, Dad Song let out a joyous cry from the bottom of his heart and the depths of his soul: "It's a daughter! It really is a daughter!"
He grabbed Eternal Fire and shook him vigorously, nearly crying with joy. "I'm a father!"
"Yes, yes, we all know. Fellow Daoist Song, you don't have to get so excited." Eternal Fire gently patted the agitated Dad Song.
Behind Dad Song, Song Shuhang pointed at himself, a giant question mark appearing on his face.
Dad, what do you mean?
Are you saying you only became a father today?
What about me?
What am I?
Did you pick me up from a garbage can?
Little Lingxiao lay on Song Shuhang's head and gently patted him, comforting him. "It's fine. You became a father earlier than Grandpa."
Song Shuhang: "???"
"Shuhang, you have a younger sister!" Dad Song turned around again, grabbed Song Shuhang by the collar, and shook him vigorously.
—To cooperate with his own father, Tyrant Song, who was clearly already an Immortal Transcendence existence, still had to rhythmically shake his body to prevent his father's fragile body from suffering recoil and spraining his wrist while shaking him.
As an existence who has transcended the Heavenly Dao, I have absolutely no dignity!
"Yes, Dad. Didn't we know that already?" Song Shuhang replied while shaking his body to the rhythm of "one, two, three, four; two, two, three, four."
"Although we knew it