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The three young men kept shirking their responsibilities, and finally they all looked at the two adults.
"Dad, aunt, do you have any good ideas?"
Jian Yucheng was silent for a moment, then stood up and said, "I'll go get the dictionary."
Zhao Yueling's eyes lit up after being reminded, "I'll go read the Book of Songs."
The remaining few people followed suit, each holding a book and reading it, and each had a pen and a piece of paper to take notes.
For a moment, the living room was extremely quiet, with only the rustling of pages and the swishing of writing. It looked like a large study room.
The little girl Gu Yiyi in the cradle next to her didn't know that a group of elders were worried about her name. She was sleeping soundly with smacking her lips, and occasionally twitching the corners of her mouth, as if she had had a sweet dream.
After several hours of searching and reading, and voting by raising hands, the name of little Gu Yiyi was finally decided.
Gu Jian!
This simple and clear name chosen by Comrade Gu Mingjing was unanimously agreed upon by everyone.
That's it!
It's nice to listen to, easy to remember, and has a good meaning. You can tell it's their treasure the moment you hear it.
"Okay, then let's decide on the name. Mingjing, find a chance to register the child and don't forget it again." Jian Yucheng finally made the decision.
Gu Mingjing nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go right away." His daughter couldn't remain an illegal resident forever.
"We all have names now, Gu Jian, little Gu Jian, are you happy?" Zhao Yueling held the child's hand and shook it gently, squatting beside her and teasing her in a low voice.
"Ah-ah--" The newly born little girl Gu Jian thought that her aunt was playing with her, so she opened her little mouth and babbled.
"Huh - finally it's decided. Naming is so tiring!" Jianshu breathed a sigh of relief after finally solving a big problem.
She stretched herself and leaned against Gu Mingjing. "I'll write a letter later to let them know. I can't not even know the child's name."
"Don't mail the letter from Beijing. We'll bring it back to you on the way." Meng Ying interrupted.
"That's perfect, and I can save on postage."
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