Zhou Cunzong looked at his elder brother Zhou Cunzhi sitting on the other side and received a smile from him that didn't seem very friendly.
He was very distressed, "I forgot to name them! I thought my parents had already chosen names for them."
Chen Suwen rolled her eyes at him.
Although many elders like to name children, especially grandfathers, they like to name their grandchildren.
But that only applies to grandsons.
Go out and ask around, how many families have granddaughters whose names were given by their grandfathers?
Many girls don't even have names; they're usually called "Little Sister" or "Niu Niu," and real names are very rare.
The original couple didn't name their grandson. They were somewhat sexist, but since their grandson and granddaughter were twins, it wouldn't be right to name the grandson but not the granddaughter.
Although Zhou Xian was the first grandson of the Zhou family, it was Zhou Cunzhi and Xu Huixue who later used a dictionary to name the child.
As for the second son, Zhou Cunming, he was already a son-in-law who had married into the family, and his grandson took his wife's surname. Therefore, it was even more impossible for the original couple to name their grandson.
Now that it's Zhou Cunzong's turn to have children, she certainly can't name them.
"You should hurry up and choose names for your two daughters tonight, and get their household registration done while they're at work tomorrow."
Whoever's child it is should register the household registration; she, as the grandmother, doesn't care.
"That's right, third brother, you haven't registered your child's household yet."
"Have you obtained the child's birth certificate? Did you use the birth certificate to buy formula?"
Zhou Cunzong is an employee of the supply and marketing cooperative. Although he is not a salesperson, it is not particularly difficult for him to buy milk powder.
Compared to other remote places, it's much more convenient for them to buy things in Guangzhou.
Although the supply and marketing cooperative where Zhou Cunzong works is not the largest in Guangzhou and its goods are not particularly complete, it can still sell whatever he wants.
“I definitely went to buy baby formula. The birth certificates were processed on the day the children were born. My wife didn’t have enough breast milk after giving birth, so I went to buy baby formula.”
His family has two children who need to be fed milk. Zhou Cunzong is quick-witted and eloquent, and he gets along very well at the supply and marketing cooperative.
So he went to his supervisor to ask for an extra can of milk powder, which was not difficult at all.
It's not that he doesn't want to pay; the leader, out of consideration for Chen Suwen, a former colleague, and for Zhou Cunzong's diligent work over the past two years, sold him an extra can.
"Now that the birth certificate has been issued, let's go register the household registration tomorrow."
In those days, birth certificates weren't strictly required until a child had been named, and they weren't always needed when registering a household.
Having a birth certificate does make it easier to buy milk powder, especially since Zhou Cunzong works at the supply and marketing cooperative, making it even more convenient for him.
"Okay, even if I don't sleep tonight, I'll still come up with names for the children."
"Alright, let's eat."
His wife had already given the instructions, so Zhou Qingyun didn't say anything more and instead invited her to sit down and eat.
"These bracken fern leaves are very good today, very tender." Zhou Qingyun looked at the cold bracken fern salad, and while serving his wife some, he praised her for her good taste in vegetables.
"Of course, I took a liking to this bracken at first sight. Isn't it delicious?" Chen Suwen was very pleased with her husband's praise.
"Yes, it does taste very fresh," Zhou Qingyun replied with a smile.
"Here, try this dish, let me tell you something..."
Seeing their parents eating and talking by themselves, the rest of the Zhou family members put down their chopsticks, worried that the food would be gone in no time.
Xu Huixue looked at the food she had prepared on the table, and at her in-laws' oblivious display of affection, and silently lowered her head to eat, without offering any opinion.
Tonight's dinner was similar to previous ones, but we had an extra dish of stir-fried chicken giblets with pickled cabbage, so at least we got to eat meat.
The eggs were also very good; although it was just egg drop soup, it was still very satisfying.
Shen Wenxiu, who was in postpartum confinement, also had a satisfying dinner. Although it was just steamed eggs, it was still quite good.
After dinner, Chen Suwen asked her two sons to wash the dishes.
"The eldest son's wife cooked, so of course you two should wash the dishes after you've eaten."
"What? You're planning to let the eldest son's wife cook and wash the dishes all by herself?"
"Or are you suggesting that your elderly parents wash the dishes and take care of you?"
Chen Suwen's expression seemed to say, "If you dare to say that your parents will serve you, your parents will dare to betray their own family and punish their own son."
What could the Zhou brothers, Cunzhi and Cunzong, do?
Of course, I obediently listened and took the bowls and chopsticks to the tap to wash them clean.
"Brother, is Mom's temper getting worse? Is it because my wife didn't give birth to a son, and Mom's too angry?"
Zhou Cunzhi: "How would I know?"
"If Mom is angry because you don't have a son, then that's your problem."
Zhou Cunzong: "Brother, are you trying to pin all the blame on me?"
"Are you planning to punish me alone whenever Mom gets angry?"
Zhou Cunzong never expected that his elder brother would be like this.
Isn't it said that "the eldest brother is like a father"?
Isn't the older brother planning to protect him if he encounters "danger"?
Zhou Cunzhi did not feel guilty or soften his heart because of his younger brother's accusations; after all, that was his own mother.
Doesn't he know what kind of personality his biological mother has?
As the saying goes, "It's better to die for your friend than for yourself," meaning that if his younger brother suffers, he can escape this calamity.
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