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Chapter 50: The Tuba is Chinese (10)

   On September 8, Leonie finally entered the delivery room in the manor, and Wang Ai also hurried back home in a hurry, sweating profusely. After more than two hours of tossing, Wang Ai stood by to take care of her.

The lion worked hard and finally the joint venture product of the two people was successfully shipped from the factory.

"Thank you, you are tired." Wang Ai went around to thank the doctors and nurses who came to help, and shook hands. There was no such thing as stuffing red envelopes, the money had already been given, and now it was

A pure expression of gratitude.

Leonie, who was lying on the bed, was about to get up. This tiger girl had a very good constitution. The main reason why it took so much effort to give birth was that she was disobedient and overconfident. She always ate secretly during pregnancy, and the baby turned out to be too big. But even so, the baby was too big.

Within an hour I felt like I was fine.

In her words, a heavy burden was lifted, but Ai Xiaoqing was slapped in the face: "Has anyone said that about their own children?"

The nurse brought their son to Leonie. She looked at it, and finally leaned over and kissed the child's little face. At this moment, the physiological energy finally shook the stubbornness of the brain, and some of the mother-child nature was exposed.

come out.

 Going out to see the doctors and nurses away, Leonie stretched out her hand when she came back: "You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"How could it be?" Wang Ai shook his head and took out three large red-covered notebooks from the satchel beside him. He wanted to open them one by one for Leonie, but Leonie snatched them away.

"Dear Ms. Leonie Hartman, I sincerely thank you for your generous donation to China's children's education and welfare. Donation project: Spring Bud Project. Donation amount: 10 million yuan. China Children's and Children's Foundation, Chairman

:Chen Zhili."

Leonie opened her eyes and read it twice before closing the book with satisfaction and letting the bills fall to the ground. Then she opened her eyes and opened the other two books. The wording on them was similar, and they were initiated by the Red Cross.

The "Red Cross Angel Project", which focuses on the health of poor farmers and children, and the "Mother's Water Cellar" launched by the China Women's Development Foundation, which is affiliated with the All-China Women's Federation, both have a donation amount of 10 million, and the donor is also Leonie.

Hartmann.

There was no response from Leonie this morning. Wang Ai thought it was another peaceful day, so he took the time to go to three units to go through the donation procedures. When the call came, he was visiting and communicating in the mother's water cellar project office. He heard that Leo

Ni couldn't hold it any longer, so she hurriedly ended the visit and hurried back.

 “You won’t blame me for being willful.” After a long time, Leonie opened her eyes happily.

"How could it be? This is what we have to do." Wang Ai shook his head.

“Me, I’m always worried and can’t sleep, so I’ve been idealistic for a while.” Leonie said seriously: “Just this time.”

Wang Ai looked at Leonie with a smile and asked again: "Are you saying that this is the only time for your idealism, or are you saying that this is the only time for giving birth to a child?"

Leonie blushed: "All of them. By the way, the leader originally advised you to act within your ability, so I won't blame you now, right?"

"No, what I told the leader at that time was that I expected to donate 500 million this year. How much is it now? 380 million." Wang Ai shook his head: "And at that time, I only expected to earn 3 billion this year, but it hasn't happened yet. But now it's almost there.

By the end of the year, I had earned more than 2 billion, so this does not go against the leadership’s instructions.”

 “That’s good.” Leonie breathed a sigh of relief: “By the way, what’s the child’s name?”

"You decide."

“Why should I have the final say? Didn’t you give Huang Xin’s child a child?”

"Okay, I'll get up." Wang Ai nodded: "How about you sleep for a while first? Let's discuss it together when you come over after you have completely rested?"

Leonie nodded then. The child was on the left and the certificate was on the right. She fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes. That's the only good thing about tiger girls, they can eat and sleep.

Wang Ai was tired after a day of hard work, and seeing that it was already evening, she took the time to eat and rest for a while. Tonight was Leonie's first day as a mother, and the child might get into trouble at any time, so she couldn't help but

Being impatient, Wang Ai had to keep an eye on it.

Fortunately, the second son is as generous as his mother. This night, his parents tormented him six times and let him go. It was not until Ai Xiaoqing woke up in the morning and took over that the two of them took the time to catch up on another sleep.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Leonie took her child for a walk on the grassland surrounded by four villas, and asked about the child's name. Wang Ai, who was well prepared, talked about it: "According to the rules in my family, the name

There should be a thick character in it, and it must be written like this if you are writing a genealogy. Of course, this is tradition. There is no need to write a household registration book, an ID card or anything like that, just follow our wishes."

 “What would that clan be called?”

"Usually, we go down in order to form a word with a good meaning. For example, our eldest son is called Wang Sheng, and the family name is Wang Housheng. Then if our second son goes down, he can call him Wang Houli. Shengli, it sounds good, and it is consistent.

my occupation."

 "Wang Houli..." Leonie tasted: "It doesn't sound good, it smells of greed for money and profit."

 “I told you it was a clan name.” Wang Ai did not argue with Leonie.

 “Then, what about those registered in the household registration book?”

"You know why our big man is called Wang Sheng, right?" Wang Ai looked at Leonie: "Huang Xin has an average figure, at least compared to me, so the blending of our bloodlines will probably make the child's physical fitness average. I

Analysts believe that if the physical fitness is average, it may lead to a lack of fighting spirit. That’s why I won a special victory because I hope to encourage this child to be more ambitious."

Leonie nodded and continued to stare at Wang Ai closely.

"As for you." Wang Ai smiled: "Our child will be special among his brothers and sisters because of his appearance. I hope that their brothers will be harmonious, so I want to call him Wang He."

“It’s too bland, I don’t like it.” Leonie categorically rejected: “I think my biggest feature is that a Chinese soul resides in a Germanic body, and my children are similar, so I want to...”

 Speaking of this, Leonie glanced at Wang Ai and raised her neck: "I want to call him Wang Zhongguo!"

Wang Ai took a breath: "This, this...private enterprises cannot be called China...No, I, my dear Lao Lei, we can't be like this. You want our children to be called China, and the one who raises the national flag is

What do you do when that happens? People call China great, but our son has to worry about who he is talking about."

Leonie thought about it for a while, especially when she saw that Wang Ai was really anxious, so she nodded: "That's right, okay, no more of this."

Just when Wang Ai breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Leonie say with great satisfaction: "Then I'll call him Wang Zhonghua!"

"This is not changing the situation... Lao Lei, this name is too big. Let me tell you that there was a famous hard-tipped calligrapher named Pang Zhonghua in our country in the 1990s. He was really so capable. Let's, let's...

"Wang Ai's voice gradually became quieter, and he slapped his butt under Leonie's gaze: "Okay, just call him Wang Zhonghua. At the worst, I'll teach him to play football!"


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