"Is victory a victory?" Leonie came back and asked after turning on the air conditioner and adjusting the temperature.
Wang Ai, who was drinking milk and eating meat, could only shut up and nod, and looked at Huang Xin's expression. Seeing that she kept frowning, Wang Ai swallowed a mouthful of meat and said: "Huang Xin, this is what I think, it depends on you."
I mean. If we disagree, I will express my opinion first and listen to you."
Huang Xin touched her belly and raised her head when she heard the sound: "I don't think there's anything wrong with it, I'm just a little surprised. My name is simple enough. I thought you would give the child a more charming name, like... um.
"
Wang Ai shook his head as if he didn't hear the implication: "The name is just a code name, and my name is also simple. Why doesn't it still ring around the world? How many times has my name appeared in the People's Daily over the years? But you
Don’t think I’m fooling you, no.”
Having said this, Wang Ai raised the teapot, drank it in one gulp, wiped his mouth, took the teapot to the bathroom, rinsed it clean, came back and put it on the window sill: "As you said yourself, your body is naturally incompetent.
Weird, our child will inherit half of me and half of you. But my circle and I are very competitive, so this child may grow up in an environment where he will have low self-esteem because his physical condition is not as good as others.
Feeling. I named him Sheng because I hope that even if his physical condition is a little worse than others, his competitive spirit will be stronger. It is mainly to balance the overly indifferent character of your mother."
Huang Xin thought for a while and was finally satisfied: "I didn't expect you to think so much."
Wang Ai suddenly opened his arms: "After seven or eight months, I am finally mentally prepared to be a father. Damn, I was still a child yesterday!"
After finishing speaking, Wang Ai looked at Huang Xin fiercely: "It's all your fault, I haven't..."
Huang Xin hurriedly said: "What if it's a daughter?"
This sentence filled Wang Ai's mouth with the next words. He was stunned for a second: "Yes, my daughter's name is Sheng, a bit like Wang Yue? It's too exciting, right? She's called Wang Yuesheng, right? She's a bit like a man, um...
…Come on, let’s call you Wang October? How about it? The month of National Day? Golden Autumn October?”
This time it was Huang Xin's turn to start thinking: "Let me think about it, the name you chose is too strong, not like a girl."
Wang Ai shook his head: "Don't be too soft. Anyway, I am responsible for the proposal and you are responsible for the approval."
After finishing speaking, he straightened up, approached Huang Xin, and untied her clothes: "It's been seven months, it's okay, hehe."
"Don't, don't." Huang Xin refused: "Let me think about it again, you go with Leonie first...hiss."
How could Wang Ai do as she wished? After a while, Huang Xin panted: "You, you have to be careful."
Of course Wang Ai was careful, carefully placed her, and started cautiously. Both of them knew that this was not the time to do whatever they wanted, just to quench their hunger and thirst.
Not long after, Huang Xin took the initiative to stop: "It's better to be more careful. I don't think much about it. Just leave it like this. I will do whatever you want when the child is born."
Wang Ai covered Huang Xin's quilt, and Leonie couldn't bear it anymore. The two of them were afraid of disturbing Huang Xin and ran to the next door for 20 minutes. This time it was not as gentle and drizzle as before, but
It was lightning and thunder.
When she came back, Huang Xin was not asleep yet and was still turning over the parenting book. She looked up and saw the two people coming back and said with a smile: "You don't have to avoid me. Besides, I still want to see it."
Wang Ai got on the bed, took the book out of Huang Xin's hand, and helped her lie down: "You still say you don't want to?"
"It's not that I think about it, it's just that I'm curious." Huang Xin was still biting.
Leonie had turned off the lights over there, leaning on the left side of Huang Xin, holding hands with Wang Ai across Huang Xin's side, and then put them together on Huang Xin's belly: "The first child in the family, I really want to hurry up
See him running on the grass."
In the early morning of the next day, I don’t know who woke up first. Anyway, the three of them got up and washed up separately. Wang Ai, who was brushing his teeth in the bathroom, suddenly raised his head and looked at people left and right: "You guys think, am I too lewd? I'm doing something bad.
Are you acting so confidently?"
Leonie shrugged completely indifferently. Huang Xin smiled and took a towel to wipe his face: "Knowing that it is a bad thing means that your view of right and wrong is correct. I am more worried that our children will grow up in such a family environment.
Here, even the concept of right and wrong is wrong."
Hearing this, Wang Ai put away his smile and nodded solemnly: "You are right, we must correct the child."
"Is it because I don't have it, so I have to let the child have it?" Leonie made a light comment over there, which made the two of them look at each other angrily. The frightened Leonie quickly said: "But if this is the case,
Children will question their parents very early, and you, especially as a father, may have to face criticism from your children very early."
Wang Ai thought for a while, then took a towel to wipe his face and mouth, then nodded and said: "That's good, break my star halo early, let the children see their father's shortcomings, and encourage them to make progress earlier."
The three of them came out of the backyard talking and laughing. Wang Bin and Ai Xiaoqing, who were coming back from outside with a lot of Beijing-style breakfast, looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. Huang Xin is such a good girl. She just asked her son to mess with her.
Already.
While eating breakfast, Ai Xiaoqing saw that his son strangely refused to eat meat and only ate vegetarian food: "Did you eat too much last night?"
"No." Wang Ai cracked the boiled egg: "Drug test."
"Drug test? After the World Cup, do you still need to take a drug test?"
"Flying drug test." Wang Aiyan put an egg into his mouth in a concise manner. Seeing that his mother was still a little confused: "It is easy to violate the ban during the season when you are working hard. Although we use stimulants to have no use, usually flight drug testing is not
Targeting football players, but there are exceptions. We have made such a big breakthrough this time, so we have to be careful. Yesterday when I came back from South Africa, I started speculating on this after reading some foreign newspapers. In short, the Chinese, in the eyes of many white people,
Here, existence is a sin, and I can’t give them an excuse.”
Wang Bin raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, and Ai Xiaoqing put her chopsticks down and cursed angrily: "Asshole."
Wang Ai in turn comforted his mother: "It's okay. I've been checked eight times in seven games in South Africa. I'm used to it. Your son's good reputation can only be established after such waves of tests."
Ai Xiaoqing picked up the chopsticks again, and Wang Bin said slowly: "You have been calm so far, which is good. I hope you can still be like this when you go outside for a while and guard against arrogance and impatience. Listen.
You said you made a big call on the plane back yesterday and beat your teammates hard, so I have to beat you too."
Wang Bin pressed his hand on Wang Ai's half-opened People's Daily and looked into his son's eyes: "You must remain modest and prudent, not arrogant or impetuous, and you must keep working hard."
Wang Ai was stunned when he heard the sound, looked up at his father, and nodded seriously: "I understand, Dad!"
