"Nuomi, this name sounds so nice. Is there any other name besides Nuomi?"
"Yes, my name is Yu Wenhe."
"Oh, that's such a nice name."
"Yes, our names are all very nice. My eldest brother's name is Yuwenli, also known as Dongqing, and his nickname is Baozi. My second brother's name is Yuwenxiao, also known as Nanxing, and his nickname is Tangyuan. I am the third young master, named Yuwenhe, and my nickname is Lonicera.
"My nickname is Nuomi, does it sound good or not?" Xiao Nuomi said with familiarity, and her soft and glutinous voice was particularly comforting.
Professor Yuan looked at him, feeling a little strange, "Oh? Do you have names with characters? You understand it at such a young age?"
"The nickname was given by my mother, the name was given by the imperial grandfather, and the nickname was given by Uncle Xu Yi."
Professor Yuan took him into the elevator and was startled, "What? Imperial Grandfather?"
"Yes, but it may have been named by the Emperor's grandfather. Anyway, my mother didn't explain clearly. Grandpa, the name you gave my mother is also very nice. Yuan Qingling, it sounds so nice. Grandpa, do you know a lot of words? Me too.
I know a lot of words.”
Professor Yuan's lips trembled and he looked at Xiao Nuomi sharply, "You...what did you say?"
"I also know a lot of words." Xiao Nuomi looked at him, her obsidian eyes flashing like an angel.
"Your mother's name is Yuan Qingling?" Professor Yuan thought this was too incredible and couldn't believe it. "The Yuan Qingling you are talking about...is my daughter Yuan Qingling?"
"Grandpa, don't you know if she is your daughter?" Xiao Nuomi looked sideways at him with confusion on her face.
Professor Yuan knelt down and held his shoulders, his eyes wet, "Oh my God, this kid, if you are talking nonsense, you shouldn't know this. Kid, who are you? How did you get here?"
"Grandma told me the address, I know."
"Grandma?"
"Yes, grandma, like this..." He put his hands on both sides of the corners of his lips and pulled them down. The skin on his face drooped down, like an old lady, and then he pressed against the tiger teeth in his mouth.
Press, "Here's a silver tooth."
"Oh my God, my God!" Professor Yuan's hands were trembling, and he was filled with tears. "My child, are you Ling'er's child? Why did you come here? Oh my God, this is unbelievable."
Little Nuomi stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears from Professor Yuan's eyes, and asked timidly: "Grandpa, why are you crying?"
"I'm happy!" Professor Yuan choked with sobs and hugged him, "Grandpa is happy."
Little Nuomi lay on his shoulder, "Grandpa, are we just going to stay in this box?"
Professor Yuan then remembered that he had forgotten to press the elevator button, so he quickly stood up and pressed the floor button, "Grandpa is confused, confused."
He tremblingly took out his cell phone and dialed. As soon as the call was connected, he immediately said in a trembling voice: "Hurry, go home quickly, don't ask anything, come back, and ask your son to come back too."
After getting out of the elevator, entering the house, he asked the child to sit down. There were no snacks in the house, so he rummaged through the boxes and found a pack of walnuts. He was at a loss, and then he thought of takeout, so he hurriedly said: "Grandpa will order you a cake takeout.
There is milk tea and pizza, and the children all love this, yes, yes."
He was so panicked that he seemed to have never been so nervous in his life. He looked at his phone while looking at him, fearing that he would disappear all of a sudden.