That night, Zheng Feiyue held his child awake all night.
This is his flesh and blood and the continuation of his life. In the misty future, his first priority is to ensure that this little guy can grow healthily.
As a father, Zheng Feiyue felt a heavy responsibility!
Early in the morning, he went out of the city to pick a bunch of fresh wild flowers. The Yellow fresh and tender petals were still with dew, which looked likeable.
When Heisha woke up from her deep sleep, the first thing she saw was this bunch of flowers.
"Mountain flowers are tempting. Give them to madam."
The black yarn took the flowers and sniffed them in her breath. The smile spread to her face like the spring breeze. She said, "I didn't expect that Zheng Lang in my family has such interest."
"Yes."
Zheng Feiyue handed the child over with a smile and said, "get up and make trouble in the morning. The nurse fed her milk and went to sleep after eating. It's like a piglet."
The baby is sleepy. Now he returns to his mother's arms and sleeps sweetly.
Heisha's body doesn't belong to the type of breast milk developed. She can't rely on her milk alone. There is no milk powder in the world, so Zheng Feiyue invited a nurse early.
Heisha is also the first time to be a mother. She carefully holds the child, attaches her body, sniffs the milk smell on the child, and says, "give me a nickname. I have a nickname to feed."
"I'm not good at naming. I have to work together." Zheng Feiyue scratched his head. "It's better to call in those murderers and listen to their attention."
Heisha said with a smile, "they all say they killed them. What idea can they have?"
"Others don't say, Zilong still has some literary talent." Zheng Feiyue asked people to call the brothers, and then asked the servants to take the children to folk prescription to have a rest.
In fact, the men of iron blood camp can't wait. They stayed up all night last night and talked a lot, including naming their children. It's troublesome to get a big name. You should not only invite experts, but also measure the eight characters of your birthday. You can't decide in a short time, but it's easy to get a small name.
Everyone took their seats.
Han Shizhong couldn't help being full of beauty for a long time. He opened his mouth and said, "in my opinion, the nickname is Da Niu. It's easy to talk, easy to listen and easy to remember."
"Vulgar!"
Black yarn has one vote veto. Being a mother is still more cautious in naming her name.
"It's really vulgar. It's not only vulgar, but also vulgar!" Zhang Dingbian made a profound criticism without scruples about brotherhood. "Call ya ya, cheap name is easy to feed."
Everyone looked at him.
Do you have the face to say that others are vulgar?
The name Ya Ya... The local flavor is coming to my face!
Weichi Laohei suddenly said, "if you want me to say, it's best to call eggs. Now two eggs are the mascot on the east bank. In the future, the girl will follow two eggs, so it's easy to feed!"
Zheng Feiyue secretly said, "what a black man! I have no grievances with you, but you want to stab me!
Whose girl's name is "egg"?
Is that a human name?
Also, can you learn well with two eggs?
Since his horse became a mascot, he has lived in groups of wives and concubines at home. Outside, he is rampant in the countryside and harming the people. It is almost a disaster on the east bank.
"It's better to call it stupid than egg."
"Stupid, stupid, what are you talking about? Does it imply that our little niece is a fool?"
"It's called Erya!"
"Big girl is the best!"
Bang!
Zheng Feiyue slapped on the table and shouted, "it's too much. Be serious!"
Hearing a sneer, a big man stood up in the field, his eyes were like electricity, swept over the people present and said with a look: "big old man is big old man. What bad names are they? No wonder the boss is angry. We have to do art!"
Everyone looked at Chang Yuchun.
Since this guy became obsessed with photography, he often regarded himself as an "artist". Although his words and actions were as vulgar as before, he was completely "standing up" psychologically!
Zhang Ding sneered and said, "OK, brothers, listen to your 'literati'
Chang Yuchun proudly raised his head, shook his sleeves like a scholar doctor, turned around the hall for a few times, and suddenly said, "just call Wenwen. Recently, I talked to a female netizen, which is called a sexy and charming..."
Bang!
Say "Oh!"
Then there was a "lying trough!"
Chang Yuchun was kicked through the door, leaving a large humanoid hole in the door.
"Good!"
"Good kick!"
"Those who engage in art owe kicks!"
The crowd applauded for a while. Zheng Feiyue took back the kick and said as if nothing had happened: "Zilong, you have the best literary talent. Do you have a good name?"
Zhao Yun opened his mouth and read a poem. He intercepted two words in the poem and formed a nickname of "Yuniang".
The crowd nodded.
Yu Niang's nickname is not first-class at first, but after Zhao Yun, he reads poetry and gives meaning. There is also some artistic conception in it. Compared with the previous ones, it can be called perfect.
However, black yarn is not satisfied.
She mumbled for a long time before everyone understood what she meant. It turned out that she thought the name was too delicate. Heisha hoped that her daughter would be a heroine who could go to war when she grew up.
I see
Adhering to the deep expectation of a mother, everyone immediately took out a stack of nicknames with the words "Ying", "Mei", "Zhao" and so on, but they couldn't satisfy everyone.
Quarrel about.
Zheng Feiyue's head is about to explode.
"Don't argue!" he roared. "Open your mouth and an idea. When will it end? If you can't, let me come!"
The people looked at each other and said in unison, "please make a decision!"
Zheng Feiyue snorted, clapped his hands and shouted, "bring in the gadgets I've prepared."
The servant brought a small box containing more than a dozen things, all carved wooden gadgets, including abacus, slingshot, pen pole, and even a wooden Mauser pistol.
Zheng Feiyue lined up these gadgets and said proudly, "later, let the girl choose by herself. What do you choose to use as your nickname?"
Lv Bu nodded and said, "it's so good. There's no need to argue."
Others have no opinion, but the black yarn has some micro words, but due to Zheng Feiyue's face, it's not easy to object, so they can only nod and agree.
Zheng Feiyue smiled proudly and waved, "bring the girl in!"
The servant carried the child into the hall. Because the child was just born and couldn't do "automatic recognition", Zheng Feiyue stuffed everything into her hand. What she couldn't let go was her choice.
The first is the abacus. Throw it away at once.
Slingshot, throw it away.
Pen holder, throw it away.
Seven or eight things were lost until Zheng Feiyue picked up the wood carved "Mauser" pistol. The child suddenly held it tightly and refused to let go.
The crowd gathered around and said, "what is this...?"
Zheng Feiyue said with a smile: "Mauser military pistol, also known as box gun or shell gun, is also called speed machine because it has full-automatic function. In the game, it is my favorite. Right click to switch three consecutive shots..."
Everyone was confused.
Zheng Feiyue as like as two peas, laughed at him, and said, "it's my kind, even my hobbies are just like me."
"What?"
Asked Heisha.
Zheng Feiyue raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes glittered with wisdom, and his mouth opened: "biubiu!"
"What?"
Zheng Feiyue posed as an old woman with two guns, kept shooting with both hands, and said: "BIU! Biubiu! Biubiu! You are all dead!"
People: "
What a magical nickname.