Zhou Ze'an kept feeding with one arm and nodded, "I've thought about it."

"Really? What's your full name?"

"I have a condition."

Huh? And you put forward conditions to her?

Qiao Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, crossed his arms and said, "Tell me about it."

"You decide the maiden's surname, but I should decide the first name."

"As long as it doesn't sound bad."

"Zhang Siyu."

Qiao Yu: "Which Yu?"

"Yu with a gold letter next to it."

Qiao Yu's cheeks turned red. Old man! Shameless!

"You usually ask me to be careful about my influence outside and keep a low profile. OK, so this is how you keep a low profile? You're so open about my thoughts on your daughter's name? You're afraid that others don't know that the daughter's name comes from how much her parents love her, right? How will you let your daughter explain the origin of her name in the future? Are you ashamed?"

Love each other...

Zhou Ze'an felt dizzy, his cheeks were dark red, and he almost dropped the bottle in his hand.

Oh, the girl almost got caught!

Qiao Yu stared at him for a long time, and finally made a decision: "Let's change it to Zhang Siyun, the "Yun" in "Yun" flavor. If others ask what the meaning is, just say that the two words sound good together, and we ourselves know the meaning."

Zhou Ze'an wanted to ask a few more questions, but the baby's cry interrupted his thoughts, so he had to lower his head to feed.

After dinner, the children gathered around their sister curiously. Qiao Yu was annoyed by the noise, so he kicked everyone out and turned over.

Nap.

Zhou Wu: "Dad, what's my little sister's name?"

"Zhang Siyun, a nickname...how about you guys come up with one?"

Zhou Wu's 100,000 Whys: "Why is your last name Zhang?"

Zhou Ze'an thought for a moment and said, "Your great-grandmother wanted your mother to change her surname back to Zhang, but your mother felt that she had been used to calling her Qiao Yu for so many years, and Zhang Yu didn't sound as nice as Qiao Yu, so she refused. Your great-grandmother was lying when she said she wasn't disappointed, so your mother had to focus her attention on your sister."

Zhou Wu said "oh" and when he saw the other brothers were discussing nicknames, he went to join in the fun.

Zhou Ze'an actually wanted to ask what "love" meant, but his mother was busy and his daughter had just finished her meal and couldn't leave, so he had to stand there holding her, thinking about the bubbling dream.

Zhou Wen: "It definitely can't be a nickname like Duck Egg."

Dawei: "...The director of the Women's Federation has a duck egg at home."

Zhou Wu: "Besides eggs, there can be other food! One word...fish?"

They had fish for lunch today, and it tasted quite good. No wonder this word flashed through Zhou Wu's mind.

"Mullet?" Xiaoyong tilted his head.

Others: “…”

A girl named Wu Yu?!

Zhou Wu: "Why not call her Great White Shark? Mom is strong enough, and Great White Shark is bloody enough... Well, at worst I can call her Little White Shark."

The others rolled their eyes.

Zhou Wen looked at Dawei: "Do you know any other fish?"

"…Let's change the food."

Pigs, horses, cows, sheep, tigers, deer, bears, and birds.

They tried their best to think of everything they could think of, and finally remembered that my younger sister's name sounded pretty good, so they asked Zhou Ze'an: "Dad, who gave my younger sister her name?"

"Your mother."

Oh, I have an idea.

When Qiao Yu woke up, he saw a few pairs of naughty kids staring at him.

Qiao Yu rolled his eyes, "What are you doing? Are you tired of looking at your sister?"

Zhou Wu: "Mom, Dad asked us to think of a nickname for our little sister, but we couldn't think of one, so we had to ask you for some advice."

Zhou Wen nodded, "Countryside kids give themselves nicknames based on food and animals, and the first thing we thought of was fish."

Qiao Yu: "Little goldfish."

???

!!!

What's going on?! It sounds so good?!

Zhou Wu said tentatively, "Pig."

Qiao Yu: "Little sweet pig."

Several children were stunned.

Zhou Wen: "Horse."

Joe: "Pony."

Dawei: “Cow.”

Qiao Yu: "Little snail."

??? What's going on? Shouldn't the word "cow" be associated with the oxen working in the fields? At the very least, it's a dairy cow or a yellow cattle! How did you come up with that?

That's awesome, mom.

Xiaoyong: "Sheep."

"Little sheep."

…

They were convinced.

No wonder he was able to get into university and graduate early as an exception.

He is a man of great culture.

Even if they add the word "small" in front of the animal names they come up with, it's still not as good as the names my mother came up with.

After much deliberation, we finally decided on the nickname "Little Goldfish".

Wang Zhaodi was in no hurry to go home after dinner and wanted to help Zhou's mother wash the dishes, but Zhou's mother declined. "Why should we do things for guests? Wouldn't that mean our Zhou family doesn't know the etiquette? Why don't you go and keep Xiaoyu company? She stays alone in the room all day, complaining all the time and she's almost moldy. My son and I are too busy to take care of her, so it's just right that you're here."

Wang Zhaodi came to the bedroom and saw Qiao Yu sleeping. She originally planned to leave, but the children rushed in and kept her there.

Zhou Ze'an poured water for her with one arm and silently lip-synched: Sister-in-law, drink some water.

Okay, stay a little longer.

The result of staying here is to hear Qiao Mei utter those cute and nice nicknames.

As soon as the children left, Lao Zhou also left the space for Wang Zhaodi and Qiao Yu.

Wang Zhaodi was amazed: "If I had known you were so good at naming, I would have asked you to come up with my child's nickname. Unfortunately, there are too many children in the family, and I don't plan to have any more in the future."

"Well, it's no big deal. If you don't plan to have a baby, don't you still have a grandson? As long as you don't mind or anything, just let me name it. It's no big deal."

"Then whether my grandson's name will be nice or not will depend on you."

"It's just a small matter." Qiao Yu waved his hand nonchalantly, "But sister-in-law, you have many children. It's time to think more about them."

"What do you mean?"

It is now 66 years old. The turmoil started in Beijing, followed by the upper echelons of other provincial capitals, then ordinary people, and finally the whole country. There are already signs.

So it was neither too early nor too late for Qiao Yu to remind him. The other party was also his best friend in the military compound so far, so it didn't matter if he reminded him.

"Young intellectuals take the initiative to go to the countryside to pursue their dreams... But if you look at the big cities now, the population is crowded, jobs are tight, and resources are scarce. For ordinary people, staying in the city is good, but for the country, it will...

Let me put it simply. If a glass of water is already full and you continue to pour more water into it, what will happen?

"Overflow."

"Yes, it overflowed. We wiped up the overflowing water with a rag, but the overflowing people in the city cannot be wiped away with a rag. Leaders have to consider and arrange their destinations."

Wang Zhaodi thought of what Qiao Yu had said at the beginning about young intellectuals going to the countryside...

Seems to understand.

Now if we follow the policy and take the initiative to respond to the call, we will get more state subsidies and more money. But what about the forced relocation to the countryside in the future?

Wang Zhaodi was sweating profusely.

"I……"

"Sister-in-law, I won't see you off. Go back and think about it carefully."

"Yeah, okay."

Wang Zhaodi left with light steps.

Zhou Ze'an came back with the child in his arms and asked her, "What did you say to Wang Saozi? Why was she so absent-minded when she left?"

"I'm hungry."

Zhou Ze'an was silent for a moment, then asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"What did you do? It doesn't matter what. I just want to have something in my mouth. Otherwise, this confinement period will be boring."

"OK."

"Wait. You're cooking with your child in your arms?"

"Mom is busy, I'll wrap some cloth around it and carry the little goldfish on my back while I cook for you."

A song instantly echoed in Qiao Yu's mind.

A chicken in the left hand, a duck in the right hand, and a fat baby on his back...

It’s so appropriate.