"Not early, time has passed in the blink of an eye."

"I met Xiaobai and his wife yesterday, and I saw that his wife's belly was quite big."

"Shanshan seems to be six months old."

"That guy even asked me to name their child, but I slapped him twice. Whoever's child is the one to name, I'm not the child's father."

"But during the few days you were away from home, I thought of many names for our child."

"oh?"

"What was it called? Tell me."

"Wait a minute, I'll get it for you. I've written it all down on paper."

He put down his chopsticks, ran to the room happily, and quickly and carefully unfolded a neatly folded piece of paper and handed it to Song Fuyu.

You don’t know until you see it. It’s shocking.

He seemed to have only taken girls' names, and almost all of them revolved around her name.

Names like Yan Aifu, Yan Aiyu, Yan Muyu, Yan Baobao... gave her goosebumps.

"Thank you for your hard work, my father. How about letting me, the mother, name our child myself in the future?"

"What's wrong? Doesn't it sound good?"

"Uh... not really, it's just a little annoying. I'm afraid the child will be embarrassed to hear his own name when he grows up."

"When we, as parents, name our children, we can't just name them for our own pleasure and make them embarrassed in the future~"

"Don't all boys in their family have the character 'Cheng' in the middle, and all girls have the character 'Ya' in the middle?"

"Don't worry about it."

"Cheng is their generation name, and the eldest brother took advantage of the word Ya. He felt that naming a girl with Cheng sounded too masculine, so after much thought he chose Ya. The first two daughters in their family were both given this name, so the second and third brothers followed suit."

"It doesn't matter if our children don't use it, no one will say anything."