"Yaoyao is called Shen Wuxian, so what should Xiaoxiao be called?" Zhan Xinyue looked at Ouyang Jie and Ouyang Zhenting, "Grandpa, Dad, Uncle, have you decided on Xiaoxiao's name?"
"Okay, okay." Ouyang Jie smiled and said, "Your grandfather thought about it for a year, and finally decided on one that he thought was perfect. He changed it dozens of times, and finally decided on it yesterday."
Ouyang Zhenting lovingly let go of Xiaoxiao and said with a smile, "Just call him Yunqi. Ouyang Yunqi."
The rising of clouds in Wang Wei’s poem, “When you reach the end of the water, sit and watch the clouds rise.”
Two or three years ago, Ouyang Xiong was seriously ill, Ouyang Fangfei only knew how to have fun, Ouyang Jie had a lot of money but no longer liked women, and could not have children. At that time, Ouyang Zhenting thought that after a hundred years, no one would inherit the huge family business of the Ouyang family, and he felt disheartened and ashamed of his ancestors.
Unexpectedly, Ouyang Jie found his daughter. Since Ouyang Xinyue came back, she cured Ouyang Xiong's illness and gave Ouyang Jie a tip, asking him to check Ouyang Fangfei and expose Ouyang Fangfei's plan to harm Ouyang Jie. Ouyang Xinyue also gave birth to triplets, one of whom was named Ouyang, so that their Ouyang family would have an heir.
In despair, there are successors, and Yunqi is the most suitable way to survive.
"Ah ah," Yaoyao babbled in grandpa's arms, with her little mouth raised up like a small ingot.
"You also like the name Yunqi, right?" Ouyang Zhenting asked with a smile.
"Yeah." The kid didn't seem to understand and nodded his head while looking at his grandfather.
"Ouyang Yunqi, that sounds nice, too. It sounds a bit like the name of the male lead in a TV series." Hong Xing said. After she recovered, she found a job as a translator and dubber in Ouyang's film company.
"Now we just need Lele." Zhan Xinyue held Lele in her arms and walked over to Grandma Sheng. "Grandma, Lele will take your last name, Sheng. You can choose a name."
Grandma Sheng took Lele, her eyes full of stories and memories, "Xinyue, among the three children, Lele looks most like Tunan when he was a child."
The same light blue eyes, the same rosy phoenix eyes, he loves to laugh too much at a young age, and has a serious and stern face, just like a little adult.
"It's still like that now. Lele is like Tunan's shell." Dong Wushuang came forward holding Yaoyao. She loves all three grandchildren. Fortunately, they are all raised together. She can see the three good grandchildren every day.
"Xinyue, you are simply the chief minister of our family!" Dong Wushuang was moved. At the beginning, it was agreed that each family would have one child, and Dong Wushuang agreed in her heart. She is also a woman and knows the hardship of raising a child.
If the first child was snatched away, she would feel too insecure and afraid that the subsequent children would also encounter the accident, and of course there would be three children in a row, for a total of three.
Every time she gave birth, she was in excruciating pain! She also knew the pain of taking care of a child during the confinement period. Therefore, after Zhan Xinyue gave birth, Dong Wushuang never let her have sex with him again!
Although there are childcare experts and helpers, they are outsiders after all. No matter how professional they are, they are certainly not as good as family members. Dong Wushuang has to keep an eye on the child all the time.
In this year, she has lost 28 pounds!
"Jiuan, just call me Sheng Jiuan!" Grandma Sheng suddenly spoke.
"I just hope that the child will be safe for a long time. No matter how old he is, my grandmother just hopes that he will be safe forever!!"
As Grandma Sheng was talking, her tears stopped flowing!!!