Master Er replied without hesitation, "Okay."
The two then entered the elevator together, with Grandpa Er bending over the whole time, looking at the baby in the stroller.
Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a hand suddenly appeared in the middle, and Master Er frowned at the same time.
It's Grandpa Dong. He's been in a fall before and usually needs a wheelchair, but today he's using crutches.
He entered the elevator with a grin and greeted Master Er, "Are you getting ready to go home?"
What bothers Master Er the most is that Master Dong always likes to imitate others. He originally wanted to invite Master Dong to sit alone to spite him and send him away, but when he looked down at the little guy sleeping soundly, he couldn't bear to wake him up, so he didn't say anything.
They went down two floors, and the elevator opened quickly. Mr. Dong, ever the helpful one, volunteered, "Let me push it."
But he stumbled, and it was Master Er who helped him up: "Watch your step."
Mr. Dong chuckled, “Age catches up with everyone. Even a man as strong as an eagle like me has met his end.”
Following the nanny, she smiled obsequiously, "Ah Yuan, Great-Grandpa is no longer able to care for us. From now on, we'll be counting on you."
Grandpa couldn't take it anymore: "The child is sleeping, he needs quiet, quiet!"
Mr. Dong shut up: "Okay, okay, I'll be quiet."
Chen Rou led the two elders directly into the baby's bedroom.
There is a narrow single bed for the nanny on duty to sleep in. There are cabinets all around, which are filled with the baby's diapers, clothes, formula, and all sorts of things.
The roof was covered with all sorts of small toys, and the two old men, being inexperienced, got hit and banged around.
Sitting on the sofa by the window, the usual spot where Nie Zhao admired his son, there was only one chaise lounge. Although the servants brought in chairs, the two old men fought over the chaise lounge, and each of them occupied half of it.
However, this angle is the best angle to view the baby, as it avoids direct sunlight on the child.
They had already complimented each other, and Chen Rou suspected that they had arranged it beforehand, only praising each other superficially and not being that intimate in private. But surprisingly, the two old men actually started chatting calmly.
One person said, "Look at his forehead, how full it is."
Another person said, "Although the nose is a bit delicate, it is straight enough, which indicates nobility. The person will surely be a person of high status in the future."
No, Chen Rou felt a bit frustrated. She really wanted to say, "Wake up! You two are enemies, why are you having such a happy chat?"
But Master Er said, "In my opinion, the character 'Cen' is the best, because he is a Jianfeng Jin (sword-edge gold) person, and should be born with water. 'Cen' means water in the mountains, so that name will bring him good fortune."
Master Dong said, "But didn't you also say that the character 'Pei' is not bad?"
Grandpa said, "It's true, but his father is a businessman, and his name is Pei, which has a bad meaning."
When Dong Ye thought about it, he realized that it was true. Nie Pei was a good name, but how could his father run a business if his son was named Pei?
The more he thought about it, the funnier it seemed. He reached out and chuckled, "Your brain works better than mine."
Well, although Chen Rou couldn't believe her eyes, she had to believe it. At the same time, she felt quite sad. After all, if it weren't for the fact that Master Er was suspected of working for the Japanese back then, Master Dong wouldn't have slaughtered his whole family. And if Master Dong hadn't slaughtered Master Er's whole family, Master Er wouldn't have gone on a killing spree. If the two of them were like this, they would probably be peaceful old friends.
Suddenly, Grandpa Er exclaimed, "He's awake!"
Little A-Yuan woke up, looked left and then right, and under the watchful eyes of the two old men, first raised his two little hands, then stretched and kicked hard with both feet. Grandpa Dong was astonished: "That kicking power is amazing!"
One kick to the swaddling clothes, two kicks to the blankets, and then a third kick, sending the baby flying into the air with a whoosh.
The two old men couldn't stop praising him: "Look at those slender and powerful legs, he's got the makings of a martial arts student."
They teased the child again, saying, "Waaah, yo yo yo."
But of course, the most shocking thing is yet to come: the child wakes up hungry, but where is the milk?
With no milk in sight, the little one kicked again, and let out a loud "Wah!"
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