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She has been nagging a lot recently, and Mu Tianyang is sometimes annoyed by her, but he listened carefully to this conversation and nodded seriously: "I know."
Tianxue finally felt relieved. She ate and drank well. After the confinement period, she took her husband and son home. She no longer had postpartum depression and was almost the same as before.
Everyone couldn't help but look sad: So this guy just came back to his mother's house just to stir up trouble?
Tianxue’s child was named Sun Zhanyang!
At first, Tianxue and Ah Cheng discussed the name together. Ah Cheng did not have a strong sense of belonging to the Sun family, so he naturally would not inform his father and asked his uncle not to make it public. He knew that the Mu family doted on Tianxue, so he asked Master Mu for advice.
Mr. Mu became more sober as he got older, and he said directly: "A daughter who is married off is like water spilled. Her affairs are none of my business. Just let me know when you've chosen the name." He could name his grandson, but not his grandson-in-law, otherwise Ah Cheng would really be marrying into the woman's family.
Whenever I think of naming a child, I always rack my brains, let alone when it’s the first time, and what’s more, it may be the only time!
Ah Cheng thought of a bunch of names, and wanted to include Tianxue, so he called her "Sun Mu" or "Sun Mu x". Tianxue didn't like it. She had read romance novels all her life, and the names in the books were all cool, handsome, and domineering. How could she tolerate a name without aesthetics? In the end, he decided: "Let's call him Sun Zhanyang! Anyway, it's not in line with your family's generation name, why not borrow mine!"
Ah Cheng said, "The two words Zhan Yang...sound familiar, so it's more likely that they are the same name, right?"
"It's very elegant and vulgar, otherwise it would be called spreading wings!"
"…Then let's call him Zhan Yang." "Zhan Chi" sounds like he's going to be barbecued. And the character "翅" has so many strokes, how tiring it will be for the child to learn to write his name in the future?
Zhan Yang is a very positive name. Before registering the name, he showed it to Master Mu. Master Mu was slightly stunned and asked, "Who named it?"
"It was taken by Tianxue."
"What did you get?" asked Mr. Mu.
This name was given to the child after he was born, but a few other names were chosen before he was born. Ah Cheng thought that he didn't like the Sun family's children to use the Mu family's generation name, so he listed the alternative names.
Mr. Mu found an old friend who studied the Book of Changes, and gave him a bunch of names and their birth dates, asking him to look at them. After reading them, he said that Sun Zhanyang was the best, so he decided on "Sun Zhanyang".
Tianxue has nothing to do except taking care of the children. With Ah Cheng in the company, she doesn't have to worry at all and can just be a good wife and mother - although she is still a long way from being virtuous, she can still take care of the children wholeheartedly.
She was bored at home, so she went to her parents' house, where she could also ask Wan Qing and Wu Ya for advice, and the Mu family was also very welcoming.
Although the Mu family already had two children, these two children were already able to run, jump, and talk when they appeared in their sight, and they were not newborn babies. In other words, before little Zhan Yang appeared, the Mu family had not had a baby cry for more than 20 years - the last one was little Zhan Yang's mother!
Mr. Mu and Wu Ya were very happy.
Mu Tianyang and Mu Tiancheng are no less enthusiastic. Zhan Hui and Zhan Yan also like to hold their younger brother, so every time Tianxue comes back, they have to fight with a bunch of people for their son.
Especially Mu Tianyang, when he heard that Tianxue was coming, he ran back from the company, hugged his nephew tightly, and whispered excitedly: "Call uncle, uncle..."
Apart from his biological mother, even his biological father doesn’t hug him as much!
Zhan Hui couldn't help but feel jealous sometimes, and quietly asked Wan Qing: "Does Dad dislike me and my sister anymore?"
"Don't talk nonsense." Wan Qing said, "Of course Dad likes you the most."
Zhan Yan asked: "Does Dad want a younger brother?"
Wan Qing was stunned, and turned to look at Mu Tianyang who was holding the child to learn to walk. He...he didn't see Ding Ding Dang Dang's first two years of growth, so he was making up for his regrets, right?
Wanqing bit her lip and looked at Dingdingdangdang again: "So do you want a younger brother?"
"Don't be like Yangyang who just wants it without thinking!" said Zhan Hui.
Wan Qing frowned: "You were still messing around when Yangyang was that big."
Zhan Hui blushed: "No, no way!"
"Hmph~" Wan Qing curled her lips.
Zhan Hui puffed up his cheeks, remembering that he seemed to have wet the bed in kindergarten, and suddenly felt insecure and left in embarrassment. Woohoo, never criticize others in the future, because you may have made mistakes yourself...
Two years later, Wanqing graduated from graduate school.
Zhan Yang is two and a half years old, and has inherited Tian Xue's lively personality, with a strong aura. Zhan Hui and Zhan Yan are already nine years old, and will be in the third grade after the summer vacation.
On their birthday, they held a party at home and invited their classmates and teachers. Mu Tianyang stared at the group of kids with a fiery eye. After the party was over, he called Zhan Hui into the room to have a conversation between the men: "That bastard, it seems that he is doing something bad to your sister. You should pay more attention in school..."
Zhan Yan's talent is in painting, and her grades are usually above average. In the first grade, the teacher talked to Mu Tianyang and Wan Qing, saying that their son's grades were very good, but their daughter's grades were not so good, and they should pay more attention. If they don't catch up at the beginning, it will affect their further studies in the future!
Mu Tianyang and Wan Qing didn't care too much. Not to mention that Zhan Yan didn't have that much time to spend on regular classes, even if she did, it was up to her to learn whatever she wanted. As long as she put her heart into it, there was no need to force her to go to cram school or anything like that.
Seeing that they were not in a hurry, the teacher didn't bother to care about them. Later, when he heard from the art teacher that Zhan Yan was studying painting, he suddenly felt that he had done something stupid.
Zhanhui is a gifted student, and the school has already asked him if he wants to skip a grade. Wanqing and Mu Tianyang are worried that he will not be able to adapt to a group of older students. How miserable would it be to have only good grades but no friends? So they did not agree for the time being.
At the birthday party, the head teacher brought it up again, and Wanqing asked Zhanhui the next day.
Zhan Hui thought of the conversation he had with Mu Tianyang yesterday, glanced at Zhan Yan, and said, "No, I have to take care of my sister. I can't be in the same class with my sister if I skip a grade."
"You can't be in the same class with your sister forever."
"So now we have to hurry up!"
Wanqing was speechless for a moment, thinking that this child was quite philosophical. After a long while, she said, "Okay, I'll do as you say." Anyway, she didn't agree with skipping grades.
Wan Qing used to go out with either the driver or Mu Tianyang, but she thought it was too troublesome, so she simply learned to drive and passed the driving test last year. Today, the family of four went out, she drove, and Mu Tianyang sat beside her very happily.
After sending the child to school, she drove Mu Tianyang to the airport. He was going to New York on a business trip for about a week. He had now expanded his business to the United States, and although he had sent capable generals there, he still went there frequently to inspect.
After arriving at the airport, Wanqing kissed him goodbye and said, "Drink less and don't mess around with others."
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