Chapter 1133: Name Record

When An Zhisu was nine months pregnant, morning sickness finally stopped and her appetite gradually improved. However, because she was close to her due date, she could not eat or drink anymore. She was hungry every day and wanted to go to the hospital for a caesarean section and quickly take out the little guy.

The little guy seemed to be eager to come out, and his fetal movements became more and more frequent. As long as someone played with her, she could play from morning to night, and she could still make An Zhisu difficult.

For this reason, An Zhisu explicitly prohibited three men from being big and small at home from provoking the little guy in his stomach, but the little guy seemed to have telepathy with his father and two brothers. He would get excited whenever he heard their voices. If his father and brother didn't play with her, she could kick An Zhisu's belly to pieces.

An Zhisu really lost, so he had to continue let Ye Lancheng and Dabao Erbao touch her pregnant belly and talk and play with the little guy in his belly. The little guy had become the flesh of three men before he was born. Lian Dabao, a noble cub, was willing to sacrifice his time to read books to play with his sister every day.

An Zhisu looked up at the sky, and she was afraid that she was the enemy of her previous life.

That weekend, the three men of all sizes did not have to go to work or school. The family of four and the little guy in their belly discussed the naming of the little guy.

An Zhisu first made his opinion: "Ye Ansheng, just called Ansheng, is so noisy when he is in his stomach. He cannot go to heaven when he comes out. He must give him a name and shake it."

Ye Lan was covered in black lines.

Dabao looked dissatisfied.

Even the most uneducated second treasure showed disgust.

The little guy in his stomach even kicked An Zhisu, expressing his dissatisfaction strongly.

An Zhisu slapped her bulging little feet: "Give me Ansheng a little, and I'll tell you not to be wronged at all."

"No." Ye Lancheng vetoed.

Dabao's words are concise and to the point: "Unclear."

Erbao is a ghostly spirit. With his father and brother, he will not offend his dear mommy anymore. He wants to be his mother's caring little cotton jacket.

An Zhisu stared at the father and son grinding his teeth, and settled down: "That's called peace."

Dong!

The little guy kicked him again.

An Zhisu hissed.

Ye Lancheng stretched out his big palm and put it on his little wife's pregnant belly to comfort his daughter: "Be good, don't mess with mom."

The little guy became honest in an instant.

An Zhisu's face turned dark and he snorted: "You are not happy if you call Ansheng, or you are not happy if you call Anfen, then you are not happy if you call Anfen. That's right, you can do it."

The noble baby is concise and concise: "Ugly."

"What?" An Zhisu didn't understand. To put it bluntly, she understood. How could a name be described as ugly?

Erbao explained to his brother: "Mommy, there is a girl in our class called Anjing. She always sticks to her brother. Her brother thinks she is ugly."

An Zhisu:...

My eldest son has a little girl who pursues her before she was 7 years old. This era of appearance is paramount.

An Zhisu mentioned three names in a row and was rejected. She was heartbroken and unwilling to give up. Why didn't she give her a name when she was pregnant or childed?

So after thinking about it, she had an idea: "Ah, I thought of a better name, called Longdan. Those born in the year of the Dragon are the treasures of you three. It's the most suitable one to call Longdan."

Ye Lancheng:...

Dabao:...

Second treasure:...

The little guy in the belly:...

If it weren't for the big hand of my father suppressing him, she would have jumped out and kicked An Zhisu.

"Mom, eat grapes." Dabao suggested that she shut up in a roundabout way.

Erbao also tried hard for his sister: "Mommy, I'll help you peel it."

Ye Lan achieved even more directness: "Your qualification for naming has been cancelled."

An Zhisu's furry hair: "Why? What's wrong with the dragon egg? "

Erbao stuffed a peeled grape in time to An Zhisu and coaxed him thoughtfully: "Don't be angry, mom, eat grapes."

An Zhisu's anger was destroyed by Erbao's filial piety. He hugged Erbao and cried: "Only Erbao is my caring little cotton-padded jacket."

"Well, mommy, I will love you forever, mua." Erbao kissed An Zhisu's face heavily.

An Zhisu's wounded heart was soothed, and he glared at Ye Lancheng and Dabao, and he would not take it if he didn't take it.

"I will automatically give up my qualification." Erbao raised his hand and stood in the same team with his mother: "Anyway, my sister's name is the Three Treasures in my place."

An Zhisu was moved by the second treasure's filial piety. Sure enough, the child smashed her into a small cotton jacket, and the one in her belly was a fake.

One of the mother and son was disqualified, and the other automatically gave up the qualification. In the end, only Ye Lancheng and Dabao and his son were left to compete for the final right to naming.

Ye Lancheng signaled Dabao to say the name he had first.

"Ye Muxin." Dabao specifically added: "Heart and sweetheart."

My sister is the heart-to-heart treasure at home, and the word "Mu" in the middle is from him and the second baby, and he thinks it's very good.

An Zhisu: Heh.

It’s not as down-to-earth as her “dragon egg”, and others will know that it’s a treasure when they hear it.

Erbao peels grape skins with his eyes and nose and heart, so he doesn't participate in the naming war. Anyway, it doesn't matter what the name is, and he doesn't know how to call his sister's name. Daming is left to others for calling it.

"The word "xin" is good." Ye Lancheng nodded: "This word coincides with me."

Dabao looked at him and frowned: "Do you think it's not good to be grateful?"

Ye Lancheng gently touched An Zhisu's pregnant belly, and the little guy happily interacted with his father. The gentleness in Ye Lancheng's eyes was like a wave of spring water, and he slowly spoke: "Ye Yixin."

My daughter is his only heart and soul, and it can be better reflected by Yixin. What the hell is Muxin? Don’t use the word "two broken sons".

When An Zhisu heard this name, he almost sprayed Ye Lancheng's face with a mouthful of grapes.

Dabao and Erbao were not happy either.

Erbao fights his father every day: "Dad, my sister is not your own treasure. She is the treasure of our whole family. You can't dominate her."

An Zhisu immediately raised his hand: "Don't count me, she and I have an eight-month-old grudge against morning sickness."

She is still a dear baby. If she can make the decision, she will name her daughter Ye Caocao.

"Dad, the Qing Dynasty has been destroyed for more than a hundred years." Dabao's mouth was even more poisonous, and the implication was that he would not want to engage in feudal autocratic imperialism. We are a democratic family.

Ye Lancheng wanted to throw his two broken sons out.

An Zhisu looked at the three men of all sizes and stared at each other and suggested weakly: "Otherwise call Ye Yiyan. Three hearts represent your three hearts and souls."

"No." The three men of all sizes rejected each other in unison.

"It sounds like a maid's name." Erbao often plays the crown prince in palace dramas, and the word "王" is often used to name the maid.

"It sounds so unpleasant." Dabao's disgust could overflow the roof.

Ye Lancheng even had a dark face: "Ye Yixin, there is no need to discuss it."

Then he stared at his two sons fiercely. Erbao was the most unreliable and shrank his neck and stopped talking.

Only Dabao dared to stare at his father, and the father and son stared at him, but neither of them was willing to give in. The atmosphere was tense at one point.

An Zhisu was eating grapes leisurely. Just as he was thinking about who would be the first to defeat the father and son, his stomach suddenly twitched, and a familiar feeling surged up instantly.

Ye Lan, who had been putting his hands on his pregnant belly, felt his wife's contractions, and then he picked An Zhisu up and went to the garage without saying a word.

Dabao and Erbao didn't understand. Seeing An Zhisu's expression suddenly distorted, they jumped up and followed behind in fright.

The servants also suddenly panicked. Knowing that the hostess was about to give birth, they quickly took the maternal bag that had been prepared long ago, called the driver, and followed Ye Lancheng to the hospital.
Chapter completed!