Chapter 230 Preparing for a Dad
Zhou Xi no longer needs a maid to help her change clothes. Previously, when Xu Siyu was pregnant, a short-sighted maid had improper thoughts about her, and Zhou Xi was so angry that she sold her out.
In order to prevent future troubles, he directly employed a servant to serve him personally, and Xu Siyu did not really believe that he was in love with her and was keeping his chastity for her.
Zhou Xi picked up his chubby son on the bed with skillful movements. While supporting Heng'er's back and neck through the soft swaddling clothes, he stroked his soft and elastic little fat with one hand, "Heng'er, call daddy." The wet nurse beside him couldn't remain calm even though she saw the adult's skillful movements.
You know, the current tradition is to hug grandchildren instead of sons. Men will feel that hugging sons will lose the dignity of a father, but they will not do that to grandsons, after all, grandparents are closer.
But Zhou Xi didn't think so. His scumbag father was lustful and was not very good to his mother, so naturally he was not very good to him, the second son.
Since he was a child, he envied his scumbag father's love for his illegitimate son. Fortunately, his scumbag father was not blinded by beauty, and the title of Qingyuan Marquisate still belonged to his eldest brother.
But Zhou Xi was the second legitimate son, and he felt that his childhood was not happy. When he had children in the future, he must treat his children very well.
"Husband, should we also give Heng a nickname?" Xu Siyu also knew that Su Zhenzhen was pregnant. She and Zhenzhen learned this from a letter.
Tangyuan, round and happy, what a festive nickname. It is also white, plump and sticky, so cute.
The man's eyes flickered slightly. "Who told you this, Madam? Isn't Heng'er a nice name?" He had even come up with this name. Besides the Princess Consort of Yan, who else would be so creative as to give a child a nickname?
Xu Siyu rolled her eyes at him. "I want a nickname. Zhenzhen's baby is calling him 'little tangyuan' now. It's so cute. I want to give Heng a nickname, too." How about calling him Jiaozi? Tangyuan and dumplings sound very similar, and they're delicious. Zhou Xi looked at his chubby son looking at him with his cute big eyes, feeling a surge of fatherly love. "Go ahead." He listened to Heng's lisping voice calling out "di di" and smiled a somewhat silly, fatherly smile.
Xu Siyu patted his arm. The man sitting on the bed looked at her and asked, "What's wrong?" "I've thought about it, husband. How about we call our Heng brother Jiaozi?" Zhou Xi's face was slightly stiff. What did he hear?
People in the folk give their children vulgar names so that they can be raised more easily, such as cow, dog, stone, iron pillar, etc.
Rich families also gave nicknames to their children who they feared they would not be able to support, such as "Slave", for example, "Chi Nu".
But Zhou Xi had never heard of anyone naming their children after food. But then he thought, Xu Siyu and Princess Yan were close friends; her own maid was named Cherry.
The man's eyes darkened as he recovered from his shock. "Since Madam likes it, then call me that." This was considered an early investment for his son, as he had the same nickname as the future Prince/Princess of Yan.
"Jiaozi, you are so cute." Xu Siyu raised the corners of her mouth and pinched his chubby little face.
On the sixth day of March, the spring rain continued.
Su Zhenzhen sat in the pavilion in the center of the lake, wearing an emerald green feather satin crane cloak and a flying fairy bun, watching the spring rain falling on the lake, stirring up layers of ripples. The sound was a bit hypnotic.
Rong Jinchen sat nearby, holding a collection of precautions he'd compiled over the past three days, carefully following the imperial physician's instructions and the experiences of his mother-in-law and two sisters-in-law, and thoroughly inquiring about any potential conflicts. The man's profile was exquisite, his high, straight nose sleek, his thin lips tightly pursed. Su Zhenzhen couldn't help but be captivated by his beauty.
Maybe she saw too many handsome guys during her pregnancy, so her baby looks super handsome!
She looked at Rong Jinchen, "Husband, why are your eyes dark blue? Didn't you get enough rest?" Su Zhenzhen was a little worried. Perhaps pregnant women were a little slow. Su Zhenzhen didn't react to the fact that it was normal for a man who was used to eating meat to suffer from his sleep quality when he suddenly became a vegetarian.
"It's okay." His eyes moved slightly, looking at the girl who was holding her little face with her hands, and stopped writing. Could Rong Jinchen say that Qingqing's sleeping posture was too clingy? He added: "You'll get used to it." At most, take a few more cold showers.
Su Zhenzhen reacted. She blinked in annoyance, her eyelashes trembling, "Husband." She had been too happy these days and had forgotten about Rong Jinchen's difficulties.
After all, a young, strong, and full-blooded man, being entangled and hugged by her like an octopus, hiss...
Su Zhenzhen stood up, walked around behind him, and put her little hands around his neck, "Husband, kiss me." She kissed him on the cheek, her voice delicate and sweet, and she was very skilled in acting coquettishly and cutely. Rong Jinchen couldn't help but smile.
His voice was tender, and he reached out to hold the girl's smooth hand, gently holding her in his arms, "Okay." The man's handsome face was close to the girl's beautiful face, his breathing was audible, his thin lips pressed against her cherry lips, and his big hands clasped her soft snow-white neck.
Lu Wu and the others had already quietly retreated to the aisle. The pavilion was not big, so they would not get in the way.
The dusk is setting in the west and the lights are coming on.
The drizzle kept falling. Su Zhenzhen sat in front of the window, listening to the sound of rain hitting the banana leaves outside the house through the soft gauze window that was filled with the clear sky after the rain.
A candle is burning in the rectangular palace lantern with rosewood and passionflower patterns, and the house is filled with peace and tranquility.
Rong Jinchen patiently wiped her half-dry, silky black hair with very skillful movements.
Su Zhenzhen squinted her eyes in enjoyment, with a happy smile on her lips. Her man was really a good family man.
Since getting married, Baizhi and Luwu have had less workload. After all, Rong Jinchen likes to change Su Zhenzhen's clothes, learns to draw her eyebrows, and likes to dry her hair.
Rong Jinchen really enjoyed the process of wiping Su Zhenzhen's hair. It made him feel peaceful and comfortable, a kind of indescribable sense of security that made him linger.
It can also be called the happy process of decompression.
After drying her hair, she turned around and hugged the man's lean waist. "Husband, I love you." She rubbed her little face against him. Su Zhenzhen looked up at Rong Jinchen again, her clear eyes filled with stars. "Hug." She pouted her lips, wanting a kiss.
Su Zhenzhen didn't know why, but she fell more and more in love with the man in front of her. She wanted to stick with him all the time. She felt that she was going to be ruined. Would she also become a love-brained person?
Rong Jinchen picked her up, handling her with great care as if she were his one and only treasure. He then leaned over and kissed her on the lips, "I love you too, Qingqing. Very much." No wonder Qingqing liked to talk about love all the time. He really enjoyed it.
Just as the two were about to take a break, Su Zhenzhen looked at the dark circles under his eyes and said, "Husband, I feel sorry for you." She stretched out her slender white fingers and traced the man's handsome face with clear contours. "Let's study together." She took out a storybook from under the quilt, and the man's eyes darkened.
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