Yuan Qingling had to wait until the second baby was washed three times before leaving the palace to return home, but the dim sums knew that their mother had given birth to a baby, so she yelled to go and see it.

However, when Yu Wenhao left the palace to pick them up, he told their mother that she had given birth to a younger brother. The three of them were unhappy and acted very disappointed. The younger brother was a monster and the younger sister was an elf.

"Can't you change it?"

Baozi was extremely disappointed and asked Yuwenhao, "Can you change Sister Bao?"

"Your Seventh Uncle doesn't want to."

Yu Wenhao was not so angry.

"You ask first, maybe you want to."

The bun is unwilling to be authentic.

Yu Wenhao swung his slap and said expressionlessly: "It's my brother, do you want to go into the palace to see it together?"

Under power, he had to obey.

Baozi looked at Yu Wenhao's back and said to his two younger brothers in disappointment: "Dad will always get older one day."

Yu Wenhao suddenly turned around, picked up his ears, and the slap fell on his butt, "Do you want to wait for me to deal with me when I get old?

Then I will kill you now, and I don’t look like a brother at all. Would you like to change to dumplings and be the eldest brother?"

"Wrong, I'm wrong, sorry... I'm going to lose my ears, dad, I'm really wrong..." The parent-child relationship in the Chu Prince's Mansion was not very harmonious, everyone knew that, anyway, Yu Wenhao was angry all the way into the palace, and Baozi didn't dare to be proud anymore, and he drooped his head and admitted his mistakes all the way.

But after seeing his younger brother, the dim sums all showed shocked and careful expressions, and all the dissatisfaction disappeared without a trace.

Such a small doll, she can't speak or walk, just lying beside her mother, like a little pink rabbit.

"Mom, can I touch it?"

Baozi looked up at Yuan Qingling with a pious look in his eyes.

Yuan Qingling smiled and said, "Of course, but it can't be too strong. My younger brother is still young."

"good!"

The bun was corrected, as if he had never been so serious before, and reached out his fat hand and landed on Xiao Si's face tentatively. His fingertips seemed to be electrocuted, and immediately retracted, his eyes filled with surprise, "It's very soft, like a cotton candy."

I had never eaten marshmallows from dumplings or glutinous rice, but I knew that the cotton was very soft, so I reached out to touch Erbao's face. Sanwa just lay on the bed and held her cheeks and looked at her younger brothers, her eyes full of novelty and love.

Yuan Qingling saw three identical faces, six identical eyes, and the same expression copied. He was particularly loving.

Baozi suddenly felt the sense of responsibility and honor of being an elder brother. He thought that he was the brother of four younger brothers, and suddenly felt that there were many things to shoulder in life. He sighed quietly like the adults, and then said to Erbao confidently: "Brother will protect you."

Baozi used to be very rude and domineering, especially when he was a fierce brother, he looked very like a Tyrannosaurus Rex, but at this time, he was humble and gentle.

Yuan Qingling stroked his head, "Bunzi is the eldest brother, and I will help my mother protect my younger brother in the future."

"I will definitely!"

The bun said solemnly.

Yu Wenhao sat on the chair beside the bed and watched this scene, and was also moved. He sat down and held Yuan Qingling's hand, then hugged her gently, and said with gratitude: "Old Yuan, in the blink of an eye, we are the parents of five children."

"Who could have thought?"

Yuan Qingling himself also felt that time flew quickly. After life was overturned, he never thought about the happiness and perfection of today.

"Bunzi, remember to tell grandma tonight!"

Yuan Qingling said to Baozi.

Baozi nodded, "I understand, I'm so happy that they are so happy."

Yuan Qingling's tears fell. She actually envied the buns. He could go back and forth at any time, but it was so difficult for her to meet him.

Jinghu seemed to have become her only hope.

"Mom, what's your name?"

asked the bun.

The Wuyuan couple looked at each other. As for this name, they actually thought about it a long time ago.

Yu Wenhao hesitated for a moment, "I originally thought that if I gave birth to a sister, I would call Lai Fu..." Yuan Qingling interrupted him, "That's your wishful thinking, I never agreed."

Yu Wenhao said unconvincedly: "Why is Laifu not so nice?

It means a lot of blessings.”

"Old Wu, practicing martial arts is good, but occasionally you have to study and increase your knowledge."

Yuan Qingling said earnestly and honestly, this illiterate is really... "I haven't loved it since I was a child."

Yu Wenhao said disgusted, paused, and was a little unwilling to accept it, "Originally, I should have given the nicknames of buns and the others. Xu Yi was cheaper, who wouldn't have paid for them?

I even requisitioned this time. No matter what, I have to take the nickname of the second treasure."

"You tell me first, everyone will put it together?"

Yuan Qingling didn't trust his level very much, but he respected his father's heart.

Yu Wenhao racked his brains and thought for a moment, "This is not a good fortune, that girl..." Yuan Qingling glared at him, "Shut up!"

Yu Wenhao drooped his head, "Yes!"

Baozi held Yuan Qingling's hand, "Mom, can I get up?"

Yuan Qingling looked at him with a smile, "Yes, tell me it to my mother."

The buns held their heads and thought for a while, "We call them buns, dumplings, and glutinous rice dumplings, they are all eaten. Can my brother call them to drink?"

“Drink?

Sour plum soup?”

Yu Wenhao was not so angry.

Uh... Baozi felt that his original family was a bit difficult. In order to fight his father's mental retardation, Baozi racked his brains to remember what he had drunk at his grandma's house, "Milk Tea?"

Cola?

Wanglaoji?

Seven joys?

Sprite?"

Speaking of milk tea, Nuomi looked at him with resentment. That cup of milk tea became the ultimate sound in his heart. He was called back before he finished drinking it. Since then, he has never been there. Sometimes he dreams of drinking milk tea.

So, he said angrily: "Don't have milk tea."

Yuan Qingling felt that the nickname was not important, and if the nickname was derived from the bun, he would be more responsible, so he thought about it, "This coke, Qixi and two are good."

"What is Coke Qixi?"

Yuwenhao and Tangyuan both asked.

"A drink to drink."

Yuan Qingling explained.

Yu Wenhao thought for a while, "Cola, it's so happy, seven joys, seven kinds of joys, it's also good."

After hearing his annotation, Yuan Qingling sighed softly. The explanation was... very literal! The nickname was sent to the Emperor and Emperor Mingyuan, and their interpretations were naturally different.

Coke, joyful.

Qixi, the five flavors and seven emotions of life finally belong to joy, a good name! I heard that it was made of buns, Emperor Mingyuan actually respected him. At such a young age, he had such enlightenment and would become a great man in the future and be better than his father. Of course, if Emperor Mingyuan knew that his grandson had given these two names because of his greed, he would be furious.

The name was sent back, it was correct.
Chapter completed!