Vol 2 Chapter 393: My name is Lu Zhengkang
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Break Through the Steam Game Library
- Lander
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- 2021-01-31 10:04:18
Lu Jiande squatted outside the operating room. He had been here for one hour, thirty-eight minutes, twenty-one seconds... twenty-two, twenty-three seconds. In the meantime, he was sitting, lying, squatting, in various postures, and chatting for a while with a big brother from Northeast Province. His wife had only been in for half an hour, but the old brother's face was already slumped like a ghost.
Until now, they have suddenly calmed down, they are all sleepy, but they are fighting hard.
The floor of the hospital corridor is gray-green tiles, and the reflected lights are very dim, with a wet texture that reminds Lu Jiande of the dirty puddles on the roadside. Except for him and the man from the Northeast, there were only three sweeping robots wandering around here. They were like silver-gray dishes, looking dirty and silly.
Why are the tools responsible for cleaning often not so clean? Lu Jiande started thinking wildly.
Last night, Sun Hui contracted, so painful that he couldn’t sleep. Lu Jiande accompanied him throughout the process without closing his eyes. He entered the operating room at four in the morning. Lu Jiande did his homework in advance and knew that he could unload the goods at about one or two in the second stage of labor. Now I have waited...Lu Jiande raised his cell phone, one hour and 41 minutes, eight, zero...
Lu Jiande fell asleep.
In a trance, he saw a field of rapeseed flowers, and the rolling hills of the south of the Yangtze River in the distance were as beautiful as brocades, and the breeze brought the smell of soil and vegetation, which gently melted people’s hearts. Sun Hui pushed her waist away. She was wearing a sling and carrying a plump little fat man, like a white kangaroo. She put the child on the ground, and the child screamed for Dad while staggering towards Lu Jiande. .
Lu Jiande squatted down, intending to pick up his son, and then saw this little one coming for a thrilling jump, then volleyed sideways and turned 720 degrees, a strong side kick at Lu Jiande's due to staying up all night. On the oily face.
Lu Jiande, who was lying on the bench, turned over and fell to the ground. He cried out "Oh!"
When I opened my eyes, the LED lights on the ceiling were dazzling. Then, I remembered that there was a copy of Van Gogh's "Sunflower" on the wall. It is said that the patient would be happy physically and mentally when he saw some warm paintings and would help to recover... etc. Blocked, stretcher, the woman on the green sheet is a bit familiar...
"Get up quickly, don't be ashamed." Sun Hui was so angry that she wanted to push her son back into her belly. The doctors and nurses snickered.
Lu Jiande scratched his head, and there were some drools in his throat. He sat up, his mind was still not very clear, "You are finished?"
"Yeah, you are dead." Sun Hui curled her lips and went to the stretcher bed, closing her eyes to be quiet.
The desire to survive forced Lu Jiande to smile, and a middle-aged male obstetrics and gynecology doctor with hair loss showed a sympathetic expression.
"I just dreamed that the kid would run away and gave me a kick."
"That kick is my son kicking you for me."
Lu Jiande did not refute anything and took the baby from the nurse.
Holding a small, crumpled human baby in a soft white cotton towel, Lu Jiande recalled his junior high school when the biology teacher used his holographic PPT to show the evolution of humans.
Animal kingdom, chordae, vertebrate subfamily, mammals, what subclasses, primates, what suborders, uh, Homini, Homini, Homo, Homo sapiens.
From that kind of ancient and primitive form, to the coordination and diversity of today, from natural evolution, to acquired adjustment, to genetic modification, step by step to today, they all started from such little babies. They are just hope. It is a wonderful egg.
A sense of honor and mission to breed a race suddenly came to mind, Lu Jiande smiled very mysteriously, and Sun Hui looked speechless again.
Lu Jiande is good at everything, but his ideas are different from normal people.
Sun Hui laughed angrily.
Modern people are good at everything, but they lack a sense of stupidity. Everyone lives very shrewdly. It is the natural simplicity of Xiangzhong Lu Jiande that Sun Hui loves him.
The nurse reminded the couple to return to the ward and settle the accounts after the fall. Lu Jiande frightened and hugged the child behind the stretcher.
At the end of the corridor, the morning sun shines in through the windows, and the reflection on the gray-green floor is golden orange, like a large rapeseed field.
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Lu Jiande took his wife and children home and turned on the message notification. The mobile phone operating system ROS reminded him that there were 61 unread emails, most of which were blessings such as happy sons. Of course, the holiday sent by the Human Resources Department was over. remind.
Lu Jiande and Sun Hui started a holographic video call. The two families and three generations of direct relatives totaled 73 people, and 30 or so juniors were eliminated, and everyone began to discuss the names of the children.
This son can follow his father's surname or his mother's surname. Now society does not pay attention to this. The focus of discussion is on the meaning and pronunciation of the name.
Sun Hui’s second cousin, Sun Xuying, took the lead.
It’s called Sun Zhi. This name is good. Now people have to beg for food. Everything else is easy to say. It’s just to rely on your brain, called Sun Zhi. Post-doctorate, enter the Ministry of Science and Technology for development, that’s Level 5 Social Credit! The state provides houses and cars, and you know how chic it is when you’re young.
Aunt Er Biao said that Wu Nong’s soft words were vivid, so People can recall that bustling Shanghai night market just by listening to her.
"No, it sounds like a grandson, absolutely not!" The second uncle dismissed it immediately, and the old couple started arguing again. The rest of the people continued to propose.
Lu Jiande’s uncle, Lu Tingchu, raised his hand,
Otherwise, it’s called Lu Puxuan, universal Puxuan, greeting greetings. The common people will merge from day to day, and both near and far are the same. The sound suppresses vibration. One is dark, the other is clear..." He is an old man, and he is highly respected. UU reading www.uukanshu.com has a very good meaning.
In the cradle in the corner of the projection room, Lu Zhengkang looked at the virtual screen in front of him.
"As a new life, you can give yourself a nice name:"
Lu Zhengkang entered his last life name, and then looked at the options. The option lighted up, Lu Zhengkang said in his heart, and then the name column disappeared.
"Successful naming, dear Lu Zhengkang users, welcome to experience the Chinese-style parent system. This will be your life, the system will provide you with certain convenience, but will not make any intervention in your decision-making. Please feel free to use it. "After the font on the virtual screen is displayed, it disappears automatically. Lu Zhengkang blinked, a little sleepy, then fell asleep.
At this time, Lu Jiande's big cousin gently twiddled his round bald head, "Dad, if you want me to say, it's better to call Zhengkang."
"Zhengkang?" Everyone was puzzled, "Are there any particulars?"
The eldest cousin's head turned red, "Uh, it sounds good, alas, my Chinese is not good, but the health of a child is the most important thing, it is called Zhengkang, it is decent and healthy, how good!"
The uncle looked at his son, his eldest cousin looked numb all over, "No, isn't it? Would you like to name it?"
Lu Tingchu snorted, seemed to be smiling, and seemed to be angry with his stupid son, "Okay, it's good, call Lu Zhengkang, how about you? Any comments?"
"No."
"should not."
"I listen to you."
Lu Jiande and Sun Hui secretly made eye contact.
Lu: Don't you want to name your son yourself?
Sun: How dare I, that's your uncle!
Deer: Oh.
Sun (coldly): Stupid!
deer:? ? ?
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