Chapter 470 Nickname
Now, the brothers could see Erbao's appearance more clearly.
The puffy little face looks chubby.
"Mom, how much does our little niece weigh?"
When asked by her son, Mrs. Mo remembered that she was so busy holding the baby and admiring it that she forgot to weigh it.
As soon as Mo Jiacheng saw his mother's expression, he knew that she must have forgotten to weigh her niece.
"Mom, I have a scale in my yard. I'll go get it right away."
After the weigh-in, everyone laughed.
"I knew it, my precious granddaughter would become too much for a grandmother to hold for too long. She's so fat, she actually weighs 5.92 pounds."
Five pounds and nine ounces is considered thin in modern times.
But this is ancient times, a place with scarce supplies.
The situation is better in wealthy families, as they will give money to help pregnant women nourish their bodies during pregnancy.
How could poor people have such treatment? Pregnant women could only eat whatever others ate. As long as they were not hungry, it was a blessing from God.
There is another reason. The medical level here is not good. If the fetus is too large, it will cause difficult labor for the mother. Therefore, many people will control their pregnancy appropriately even if they are pregnant, and dare not let the child grow wildly in the belly.
As a result, few people here can give birth to a child weighing more than five or six kilograms.
Moreover, twins are much smaller than single babies. In fact, the weight of twins combined is equal to the weight of a single baby.
It turned out that their twins were so heavy, which made Mrs. Mo happy but also distressed for He Zhiran.
All I can say is that her ninth daughter-in-law is a blessed one, having safely given birth to such a pair of fat twins.
Her two grandchildren were born with blessings. Their grandfather, who had difficulty in moving, was able to walk with crutches on this day.
The more Mrs. Mo looked at her granddaughter, the more she liked her.
"Master, our Mo family has always had more boys than girls. This little granddaughter will be the apple of our Mo family's eye in the future. We must give her a nice name."
In Dashun, newborns are named by the oldest elder in the family. Mrs. Mo said this to remind Mo Qing that it was time to think about naming the two little babies.
Mo Qing has now completely let go. In his current condition, if he were not taken care of by his family, he would not be able to survive even if he was rescued.
On the first day he returned to Xiling Village, he had already made his position clear, and from then on, the Mo family would be handed over to Mo Jiuye and his wife.
Moreover, after observing for a period of time, he found that his ninth daughter-in-law was very knowledgeable. He did not want to rely on his seniority to name his grandson.
He believed that the name that his ninth daughter-in-law would give her child would be better than his.
Although I have this idea, I still have to do some superficial work.
"Let their parents choose their children's full names. I'll give them a few nicknames, and we can just call them that."
No one present had any objection to this.
"Ran Ran has worked so hard to continue the Mo family's lineage, so I'll leave the naming to her as a mother."
After a pause, Madam Mo asked, "Master, what nicknames do you plan to give your two grandchildren?"
Mo Qing looked at his little granddaughter who was sleeping soundly beside him and said lovingly, "I've already said that she is the apple of our Mo family's eye. Let's call her Mingzhu."
"Mingzhu, this name is good. It means precious, resolute and tenacious. This is what a daughter of my Mo family should be like." Mo Zhongyuan agreed.
With everyone's unanimous approval, Erbao successfully got the nickname Mingzhu.
Although Mo Qing had not seen his precious grandson in person, his wife had just given him a general description of his appearance.
He thought for a moment and said, "Our grandson's nickname is Zhu'er."
"Zhu'er?" Old Madam Mo disagreed.
Although she did not bring her grandson back to her yard, it does not mean that she is partial to her granddaughter and only likes her grandson. She likes her grandson equally.
Why is the granddaughter's nickname so nice, but the grandson can only be called Zhuer?
Mo Qing knew that his wife had misunderstood him, and quickly explained:
"I like my grandson just as much, but he is my eldest grandson in the Mohist school. I gave him this nickname because I hope he will become the pillar of the new generation of the Mohist school."
Being the pillar of the family is a good thing, but the nickname Zhu'er is too casual, similar to those children in Xiling Village.
This was what everyone present was thinking. They all felt that the eldest grandson of the Mo family should have a more grand name even if it was just a nickname.
Although Mrs. Mo also felt that her grandson's nickname was not very good, she did not want to refute her husband's opinion. After all, it was the first time she saw him so happy since he returned home, and she could also see that her husband had carefully considered the nickname he gave to his grandson.
"A child's nickname is just something that the family members call out to them for their convenience. Outsiders won't call him that. Besides, our Zhu'er will have a full name, and he'll even have a proper name when he grows up and goes to school."
Seeing that their mother agreed with their father's opinion, the Mo brothers had already made up their minds about one thing.
Zhu'er is now just like them. Ever since Hanyue was born, his parents have been obviously partial to him and give the best things in the house to his younger sister.
It seems that the two elders are really different. Others value boys, but they, the Mo family, are the opposite...
The two elders of the Mo family did not know that they had been completely labeled by their sons as representatives of the preference for daughters over sons. They looked at the cute little Mingzhu happily.
The more the brothers thought about their nephew, the more they felt a sense of sympathy. They looked at each other and decided to go and see their nephew. As uncles, they couldn't let their nephew feel neglected for being born in the Mohist school.
Several people rushed to Mo Jiuye's yard again. They didn't know which room their nephew was in, and they were worried that they would disturb their ninth brother's wife who had just given birth. The brothers stood in the yard staring at each other.
Although Mo Jiuye focused all his attention on his wife, as a vigilant person, he could still hear footsteps in the yard.
He gently put He Zhiran's hand back, covered her with the quilt, and then walked out quietly.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, the brothers all looked over.
"Ninth brother, where is our little nephew?" The second brother's eyes were full of pity when he spoke.
Mo Jiuye hadn't slept all night, and since he was facing his own brother, he didn't pay attention to his words and expressions.
"He was just taken to the side room by his mother-in-law."
"Let's go see our nephew." Knowing where his nephew was, the eldest brother took the lead. As long as he was not in his younger brother and sister-in-law's room, it would be convenient for them to go and see him.
The brothers followed the eldest brother's footsteps and appeared in the side room together.
At this time, He Ziming was holding Dabao, his eyes were soft and confused.
Seeing such a large group of people rushing in, he was stunned for a moment, then quickly hugged Dabao tighter.
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