Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui and the third aunt's faces changed. These days, not many people can accept letting a child take the mother's surname. Not to mention now, even sixty years later, not many people can accept it.
On the one hand, it is a thousands-year-old tradition, and on the other hand, it is a sense of participation. When a man is pregnant, he has no sense of participation, and I am not allowed to have a hand in naming the baby? Then what can I do with my child?
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"Here."
Li Qinghe waved his hand and Qin Jingru, who was looking around, trotted over.
"Brother Qinghe, I'm sorry to have made you wait for me."
"Hey, what are you apologizing for? Let's go. First I'll take you to dinner, then buy you some clothes, and then go around. By the way, tell me what you want to eat. You're welcome."
"I want to eat roast duck. I've heard people in the village say that roast duck is delicious, but I've never eaten it." Qin Jingru's eyes were full of anticipation.
"Okay, let's eat roast duck."
Li Qinghe said indifferently, it didn't matter what he ate.
When she arrived at the store, Qin Jingru smelled the aroma of roast duck and her saliva secretion suddenly accelerated.
It smells so good. When I heard others talk about it, I was so craving it. Now I can finally get it.
"Let's go and find a place to sit."
Li Qinghe walked inside and found an empty seat with ease. Qin Jingru followed closely, looking a little reserved, as if she had never seen the world.
It seemed like she had never seen much of it.
In the past, when she went into the city and passed by a roast duck restaurant, she only dared to look from afar and did not have the courage to go in, after all, her wallet would not allow it.
"Wait here for a moment. I'll go buy it over there."
"Um."
Nowadays, waiters have little sense of service. If you want to eat, you have to buy it at the counter, but no one will deliver it to you.
If you dare to talk too much, you will be scolded or even beaten. I don’t know why, but the waiters seem to be very strong in fighting ability and most people can’t beat them.
Soon, the roast duck was served. Li Qinghe was afraid that it would not be enough, so he bought two more and made a soup with the sliced duck bones.
Looking at the glistening duck meat, Qin Jingru's eyes lit up, "Brother Qinghe, you are so kind to me."
"That's nothing. There will be many more delicious foods in the future. Eat them quickly. They won't taste good if they get cold."
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