Li Xiulian walked quickly into the hospital carrying a thermos bucket filled with chicken soup that she had carefully prepared.
Then, the anesthetic on Wen Yao's body had not completely worn off, the urinary catheter had not been removed, and the gas had not yet been discharged, so he was temporarily unable to eat.
After the three little guys had eaten and drunk their fill, they lay side by side on their little beds and slept soundly.
Li Xiulian was talking to Chen Lan and Lin Yun in the ward. Her eyes fell on the three beloved children and she couldn't help but praise them for their love and well-behaved nature.
Jiang Yu's due date has passed, but there is still no movement in her belly, which makes Li Xiulian anxious and worried.
Lin Yun comforted her and said, "This matter is urgent. Some women will indeed delay their delivery time. Don't be too anxious!"
Li Xiulian nodded in agreement, but she was still a little anxious.
Wan Guoqiang and Huo Zhenting sat quietly by the side, staring at the three sleeping little guys, their eyes full of love and concern, as if they were unwilling to take their eyes off them for a moment.
About half an hour later, Li Xiulian left the ward and went back.
Huo Jingqian gently massaged Wen Yao's legs while talking to her in a low voice.
"Yaoyao, have you thought of names for our children?"
Wen Yao smiled and replied, "I think naming is such a troublesome thing, so I'd better let Dad and the others worry about it!"
Huo Jingqian nodded in agreement, but then suggested, "Well, that's fine. But should we give the children nicknames first?"
Wen Yao thought for a moment and said, "You can just use the last character of your full name as your nickname. This way it's simple and easy to remember."
At the same time, on the sofa, Wen Guoqiang and Huo Zhenting were each holding a dictionary, reading it carefully, trying to find suitable words to name their three children.
"Zhen Ting, what do you think of these three words? How about 'Chen, Hui, Xi'? The sun rises in the east, which means bright and brilliant," Wen Guoqiang asked.
“Okay, Dad, but the word “Chen” is used here. From now on, when you call me Chenchen, I will think you are calling me, and it sounds awkward to me.” Wen Yichen was the first to object because his name also had the word “Chen” in it.
"Well, what Yichen said makes sense. Let's look at other words," Wen Guoqiang said after thinking for a while.
"Minghuai, Mingyuan and Minglan, what do you think of this name?" Wen Guoqiang asked Huo Zhenting again.
“These three names are good, and they sound like the names of three children,” said Peter Ho after thinking for a moment.
"This child will grow up too," Wen Guoqiang said thoughtfully.
"But they are still children now. These names are too mature and too suitable for children," explained Peter Ho.
"So what do you think?" Wen Guoqiang asked.
"I think we can use some more loving or interesting names, such as candy, sweetheart, etc." said Peter Ho with a smile.
"Although these names are cute, they are only suitable as nicknames. Children will grow up, and it will be very appropriate to call them like this when they grow up." Wen Guoqiang shook his head to show his satisfaction.
"Then let's think about it again," Peter Ho sighed helplessly.
At this moment, Wen Yichen suddenly had an idea and said, "Let's call them Zhaoxi, Zhaohui and Zhaoyang!"
"Okay, it sounds awkward, and it's awkward to shout," Wen Guoqiang shook his head in agreement.
"That's right!" Peter Ho also echoed.
"I think it's better to shout out auspicious clouds, auspicious blessings and good fortune, joy and good luck," Wen Guoqiang said.
"Dad, this name sounds like a farmhand in a landlord's house." Wen Yichen pouted with disgust, not trying to hide his liking for this name.
"You little brat, what do you know? I think this name is pretty nice! It's clearly the name of a rich young man or a young lady." Wen Guoqiang glared at his son unhappily, feeling very dissatisfied with his evaluation of the name he gave himself.
"Our Fok family has become the 'Xiang' generation when it comes to them, which means flying. We can name them according to this word," Fok Ying-tung suddenly suggested.
He thinks naming according to family generation is also a good choice to pass on family culture and tradition.
"Xiangyun, Xiangtian, Xiangyu, what do you think of these names?" Peter Ho expressed his thoughts.
"Yes, that's right. It's much better than the previous names." Wen Guoqiang nodded repeatedly in agreement.
"In fact, I think it could be better. These three names are a bit ordinary," Wen Yichen expressed his opinion.
Huo Jingqian and Wen Yao listened to the discussion among the three and smiled at each other. It turned out that naming was indeed a laborious task, which was suitable for Dad and the others.
Lin Yun, who had been silent, picked up a pen and wrote down three names on a piece of paper: Huo Hanzhou, Huo Jingnian, and Huo Shitong.
Chen Lan looked at the name on the paper and couldn't help but marvel at Lin Yun's talent.
"Lin Yun, it's true that he was born into a scholarly family. The name he chose is a little better than the other three names." Chen Lan praised.
Hearing Chen Lan's praise, Lin Yun smiled slightly.
"In fact, I got inspiration for these names from an ancient poem.
That book was written by one of my father's students. My father called that student a genius of the past and collected his poetry collection as a treasure.
For example, 'Han Zhou' is taken from the poem "Jiang Xue" which says "An old man in a straw hat and raincoat is fishing alone in the cold river snow"; 'Jing Nian' comes from the poem "Xing Xiang Zi·Shu Huai" which says "When will I return home, with a zither, a pot of wine, and a stream of clouds." 'Shi Tong' means that I hope my child will be as beautiful and moving as poetry."
After hearing what Lin Yun said, Wen Yao was stunned.
Could it be that grandpa’s students are also time travelers?
After listening to these names, Chen Lan felt that these names had more profound meanings. She said, "These names are all very nice! They have the charm of traditional culture and a sense of nostalgia."
Upon hearing this, Wen Guoqiang and Huo Zhenting came over, looked at the name on the paper, and nodded in praise.
Finally, everyone unanimously decided to adopt the names chosen by Lin Yun as the names of the children.
Lin Yun's father, Lin Zheng, is a professor of literature at Longcheng University in Long City, and his mother is also a professor of history.
The Lin family, a family full of intellectual atmosphere, can be said to be a typical scholarly family.
Influenced by his parents since childhood, Lin Yun naturally developed a strong interest in literature and showed extraordinary talent and talent.
However, since she married into the Fok family, the focus of her life has gradually shifted to her family, and she has taken care of her husband, Fok Chun-ting, and their children wholeheartedly.
Huo Jingqian and Wen Yao expressed high praise for the names Lin Yun chose for the children.
Although Wen Yao considers herself a college student, she knows that she cannot compare with her mother-in-law when it comes to naming.
She knew that if she were to name the children, she would not be able to give the names such deep emotion and poetry as her mother-in-law did.
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