After she finished her soup, Su Mushang came in.
Seeing that she was awake, he strode over and said, "Wife, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"
Song Chucheng handed him the bowl and said with a faint smile: "I'm fine, look, I drank a big bowl of soup!"
"Give me the bowl, mom will wash it, you chat with Chengzi." Song's mother didn't let Su Mushang refuse, took the bowl and walked out.
As soon as he sat down, he heard his wife's exclamation: "Mu Shang, look, they are all awake."
Song Chucheng touched the hand of her younger brother who was closest to her. The baby's skin was delicate, soft and smooth, and his little face was framed by big black eyes, which made him even more adorable against the backdrop of the tiger-head hat.
The couple touched the elder brother's hand for a while, and then touched the younger brother's hand for a while.
When Grandma Su came in and saw this heartwarming scene, she felt really warmed in her heart.
However, the scene lasted less than two minutes before it was interrupted by the crying of two babies.
The younger brother just hummed twice, but the older brother was small but had a loud voice, and the "wa wa" sound was loud and unpleasant.
Su Mushang: “…” Why does this voice sound so familiar?
"Ouch! Here it comes. It must be hungry this time. The sound of your crying is exactly the same as your father's when he was a child."
Grandma Su held the brother who was howling the loudest and handed him to Song Chucheng, feeling a little worried for Song Chucheng.
She remembered that when she had just given birth to Su Laoer, she had tinnitus from his howling during the confinement period. The sound of his crying was truly earth-shaking.
Su Mushang: “…”
No wonder it sounded so familiar. When he lived with his uncle, what his uncle liked to talk about most was his father's crying and laughing. His uncle said that when Su Laoer was born, there was not even a bird near his home.
So you can imagine how unpleasant his father’s crying was, even the birds were scared away and didn’t dare to come.
Su Mushang thought of his father's laughter, then looked down at his eldest son who had been crying in his wife's arms for a long time without a single tear.
Su Mushang: “…”
The boss’s face is very similar to his wife’s, but his voice is obviously totally incompatible with his face!
Fortunately, the eldest child is a boy. If only a girl had this voice...
(Does it remind you of the scene of calling "Saipan" in the woods?)
Seeing her granddaughter-in-law holding the baby with a confused look on her face, Grandma Su couldn't help but laugh and said, "The eldest one is crying because he is hungry. Feed him some milk."
Song Chucheng's movements were a little stiff, but seeing him howling so loudly, he felt anxious and distressed.
With a red face, she pulled open her clothes and started to suck it out for a long time. It seemed that she couldn't suck it out, so she cried a few times in panic.
Then he opened his mouth and continued to suck it, doing this several times. Song Chucheng was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He then started to eat it while hiccuping and humming.
Fortunately, the younger brother didn't howl, he just hummed twice at the beginning. After the two brothers were full, they fell asleep again.
Su Mushang watched the whole thing from beginning to end. If it weren't for his grandmother's look, he would probably have let his two grown sons drink milk immediately. This was his daughter-in-law, and it was good enough to have milk for them to drink.
Seeing the look in their eyes, Song Chucheng blushed and quickly changed the subject: "Grandma, Mu Shang, have you thought of a name for the baby?"
She left the full name to Su Ye and the others to choose, but as for the nickname, she, as the mother, had to choose it reluctantly.
Looking at the two brothers sleeping beside him, Song Chucheng's eyes lit up.
Su Mushang: “…”
Seeing his wife's expression, he secretly worried about his two grown sons.
If both were girls, he would try to stop it, but now he can only let the two brothers fend for themselves.
"Grandma." Song Chucheng looked at Grandma Su with his round eyes.
Su Mushang: “…”
Sure enough! Here it comes, here it comes!
"Let you, my father, and my great uncle pick their full names, and I'll pick their nicknames."
Grandma Su felt that they should let the couple get it themselves, and these old guys shouldn't interfere. She moved her mouth and was about to say something when Su Mushang pulled the corner of her clothes.
"Okay, I'll do as you say. You pick the nickname, and let grandpa pick the full name."
There was a hint of relief in Su Mushang's words, and Grandma Su looked at him suspiciously.
Su Mushang touched his nose awkwardly and looked at his wife: "Wife, what's the nickname? Have you thought about it?"
Grandma Su looked at her little grandson, then at her granddaughter-in-law with shining eyes, and she suddenly understood.
Thinking of the names of the family, Dabai, Xiaobai, Ermao and Damao, this must have been given by her grandson's wife.
Looking at the two sleeping brothers again, she thought to herself, Grandma can only ask your great-grandfather to help you choose a nicer name, but she really can't do anything about your nicknames.
Song Chucheng stared at his eldest son and thought about how he had just cried. This little boy had a very loud voice, and it wasn't very pleasant.
But when she thought about the fact that he was her own child, she felt a little guilty. It's not that I dislike you as a mother, it's just... it's really... it's just a little bit unpleasant.
Suddenly I shuddered, didn’t inspiration come?
Song Chucheng's lips curled up slightly, his eyes bright and startling. "Grandma, Mu Shang, I've thought of names for them. One is Moo Moo, and the other is Rou Rou. Listen to me, isn't this tailor-made for them?"
Su Mushang: “…”
Son! Dad has no real power, so he can only vote in favor. Look, this sounds much better than "dog egg", "stinky egg", and "hairy egg", right?
Seeing her granddaughter-in-law looking at her with great interest with her big eyes, Grandma Su could only bite the bullet, touch her little great-grandson and shout, "Rou Rou, good! Rou Rou is such a fitting name for my little great-grandson."
Not to be outdone, Su Mushang pointed at his eldest son and said, "Moo fits the bill too. His voice is like a cow's. Just like you said, it was tailor-made for him."
Song Chucheng: “…”
"Moo Moo is the younger brother, Rou Rou is the older brother!"
Su Mushang: “…” This is embarrassing…
Grandma Su: “…”
I am old and cannot keep up with the pace of young people.
Seeing that they didn't understand what she meant, Song Chucheng explained to them:
"If the younger brother's voice is soft, he can be called 'Moo Moo', and his voice will become louder in the future. If the older brother is called 'Rou Rou', he will grow fatter in the future. This is called replenishing what is lacking."
The grandparents and grandchildren were frightened by her serious and well-reasoned words and nodded their heads. "Do they dare?" Obviously they didn't dare!
Su Mushang: “…”
Yes! Yes! What the daughter-in-law said was right. From now on, in addition to Gaga and Meeme, there will be another Moo at home. Fortunately, his eldest son is Rourou, not Jiji or Guagua!!!
Grandma Su nodded: "Yes! That's right, it's better to get oranges."
When Song Chucheng heard that they all understood, she also became happy, sometimes chuckled, sometimes mooed, and shouted happily.
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