Cen Yue refused to give in.
"Ayue, come and take a look, these are the names I chose for Chengcheng."
Song Minghui had already been thinking about it before Chengcheng was born.
He picked up a lot of boys and girls.
After picking and choosing, I'm still not satisfied with any of them.
Cen Yue did not go to the army.
He set up his office directly in the ward.
In just one or two days, Song Yiyi will be discharged from the hospital.
Song Minghui handed him a piece of paper.
Cai Mengjun was also a little curious and walked over to take a look. "Cen Yufei?"
Song Minghui quickly explained, "It comes from the Book of Songs, Xiaoya: 'When I left, the willows were swaying. Now I come back, it's raining and snowing.'"
Cai Mengjun nodded, "Gentle and graceful, as soft and beautiful as drizzling rain."
When Song Yiyi heard this, she had to open her eyes and said, "No, change another one."
She now suspects that the word "Yi Yi" was also quoted by Song Minghui from this sentence.
Hearing her voice, Cen Yue stopped looking and walked over to her and helped her up.
Song Minghui was unconvinced and pointed to another name on the paper. "Cen Xiyue, taken from Xie Zhuang's "Ode to the Moon," 'The moon has set, and the dew is about to rise.' Xiyue has the beauty of the summer night moon, and is as bright and unique as the light of dawn."
Song Yiyi ignored him and went out to wash up.
Cen Yue followed her carrying a kettle.
Before leaving, she turned around and glanced at the name on the paper, then dropped a bombshell with a calm expression: "Dad, you're wrong."
Song Minghui thought he had made a spelling mistake.
He quickly looked over and said, "No problem."
Song Yiyi pointed at the word "Cen" and said, "Wrong surname, Chengcheng's surname is Song."
After she finished speaking, she glanced at Cen Yue.
Cen Yue nodded without wasting a second and agreed, "Yes."
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