Chapter 382: That little bun is named

When Ye Zhou woke up, it was already the next morning. Under the action of blood juice and anti-inflammatory water prepared by him, almost all the physical injuries caused by the production recovered. Turn around and look at Pan Xiangdong, who is always with him, white His face slowly burst into a smile, and the corner of his eyes slipped into his hand to see the tooth marks on the bone, the smile suddenly disappeared, and the two delicate sword eyebrows were slightly crimped.
"Wake up? Is there any discomfort?"
When his fingers touched the tooth marks, Pan Xiangdong opened his eyes slyly, turned over and sat up, his eyes were full of worry. Until now, what had emerged from his mind was the scene he gave birth yesterday.
"No discomfort, but you, why not deal with it?"
Sitting up and pulling his hand, the bottom of Taohua's eyes was difficult to hide the pain, the wound was deep and he hadn't treated it, and now the edge of the wound was red and swollen, and it turned up, looking a little scary. He cleaned the wound, took out a bandage and wrapped him, and finally handed him a glass of blood juice for him to drink.
"No need. There is no need to waste blood juice for this injury."
Raised his hand to push the blood juice back, Pan Xiangdong shook his head. The blood fruit was too precious, and the results were a dozen each time, and the fruit was only produced once every few years. They must be used on the blade. Most importantly, the wound It was given to him by his wife, and he wanted to keep it.
"Then drink this."
Seeing the firmness of his eyes, Ye Zhou exchanged a bottle of space pool water and handed it to him. This time, Pan Xiangdong did not refuse, but took the bottle and raised his head and grumbled and poured it.
"Where is the child? Is it okay?"
"He's very good, daughter-in-law, let's never give birth again, okay?"
Hearing that Pan Xiangdong's tall body suddenly became stiff, then he opened his arms and hugged him, and buried his head in the back of his neck, making a muffled voice. If he did not deliver him in person, he would not be so scared, because After experiencing it personally, he vowed from the bottom of his heart. It would be better to kill him as soon as possible to subject him to such torture again.
"Oh, isn't the government only allowed to have one, you are a general, and you have to take the lead."
Knowing that he should be scared by the situation of his birth, Ye Zhou raised his hand and hugged him. He had no plans to have a second child. He said that it was not terrified, but a long ten-month pregnancy. It's too much torture, especially in the last two months, with swollen feet, panting for two steps, and no one to assist is even more difficult.
"Ok!"
After getting his approval, Pan Xiangdong's heart finally let go, Ye Zhou pushed him away a little harder: "In other words, you wouldn't even look at the child without a look, just throw him to grandpa them, right?"
It is indeed two couples, one guess at a time.
"Who asked him to torture you? It was already cheap for him not to spank him."
With a raised eyebrow, Pan Xiangdong didn't feel that he was doing anything wrong. He wouldn't make anyone feel bad about his wife and children, including his son.
"Um, now, right now, go and pick up the kid and see."
Ye Zhou was incapable of supporting the amount of time. He was considered to have obeyed him. Who didn't have a child like this? His poor son, having such a father, will grow up healthy in the future.
"Isn't it okay to hug me? Little robbed me from the moment I was born, I wouldn't have made him if I knew it!"
Seeing her daughter-in-law use the command tone rarely, Pan Xiangdong didn't dare to comment any more, but it was inevitable that she could not stop feeling uncomfortable. The five-sensitive Ye Zhou exhaled deeply and closed her eyes simply. Going back: "Oriental ... have already served Yinguo?"
"Huh? Huh"
Pan Xiangdong got out of bed and quickly nodded back to him. He had already guessed and had a baby again. It would be boring to hide it.
"Go hug the child, and by the way let God give me something to eat, I'm hungry."
Turning his head and squinting to look at him, Ye Zhou decisively stopped the topic, and what happened, he believed that Dongfang would tell him personally in a few days.
The little buns were brought to sleep by the old man at night. Fortunately, they had already prepared all the things that the little buns needed, including milk powder clothes and diapers, before anyone could take him. Yesterday I was afraid Ye Zhou would wake up in the middle of the night Jiang Tianci also stewed the chicken soup early, and heard that Ye Zhou woke up, and all the young people who stayed at the manor to rest yesterday swarmed into their room.
"Are you sure this is a child I gave birth yesterday?"
When Ye Zhou saw the child's little white and tender face, his face was full of uncertainty. How could a child be so beautiful from birth?
"Don't? You don't recognize your own son? Didn't you see him look exactly like you? Say a boat, what did you eat when you were pregnant? It ’s such a rare child, let ’s talk about it first, I want to be Godfather. "
Rarely did the fathers stir up the situation, He Chenggong went up and touched the child's face.
"Okay, all those who want to be godfathers register and make a book, and give a greeting first, and don't forget to pack a big red envelope in the future."
Look at them all with a look of embarrassment. Ye Zhou's heart holding the small buns has warmed up. This is the blood between him and Dongge. It is the crystallization of their love. Although they are a little girlish, they can really hold the child. Then he felt that he really took root in this world, and his happiness was not false.
"Isn't it money? I don't have anything, so I have the most money."
He successfully slaps his chest boldly, inexplicable wealth!
"You eat first, kid I hold."
The crowd couldn't help but laugh. Zheng Hongwen said that he had hugged the child, and Ye Zhou had not refused. From yesterday morning to now, it has been almost a day and a night, and he has not eaten anything, and he is really hungry.
"Does the child still have a name? What is his name?"
Li Minhan also touched the little face of the child in the past, and stretched out a finger to let him grab it. Baby Pan had already climbed Zheng Hongwen's other leg, and Baba looked at his brother.
"I know, I know, my brother is a baby, I am a baby, and my brother is a baby."
"what?"
"Haha"
"This can be, Emma laughed to my death ... your family is all treasures, and they are all living treasures!"
Baby Pan's enthusiastic speech amused all the people present. Ye Zhou, who was drinking chicken soup, almost didn't spit out. Baby Pan tilted his head to look at them, cracked his mouth and laughed with them, presumably he was right.
"Baby, they are a Jia family in this generation, or is it called Pan Jiaqing?"
After the laughter, Pan Xiangbei proposed first.
"Jia Qing, poultry, Pan Xiangbei, are you sure you are not burying labor?"
Pan Xiangdong repeatedly chewed the word Jiaqing. The more he read it, the more he felt wrong, and his eyes suddenly glared. Pan Xiangbei was so frightened that he flinched. He immediately hid behind his big bear. He was not intentionally okay. ? Who knew Jiaqing would be so similar to poultry? I hadn't proposed it since I knew it. Brother was still so scary when he became a father.
"Kee, Dongge, it's not intentional to go north."
He Zhigao held back a smile. He believed that northward was not intentional, and he didn't dare to do it intentionally, but this coincidence was too funny, so that his family can do such funny things northward.
If he had deliberately lay down already.
Finally, he glanced at Pan Xiangbei hiding behind He Zhigao. Pan Xiangdong retracted his eyes and looked at the son who was held in his arms by Zheng Hongwen. Two thick eyebrows gradually frowned. The condition of the daughter-in-law's childbirth, even if he still loves the child.
How about Pan Jiarun? The little guy looks as innocent as Zhou Zi, hoping that when he grows up, he will be as gentle and smart as Zhou Zi.
What Luo Yunyang didn't finish is that he must not be a bully like his dad.
"No, this name is too damn."
Well, Pan Xiangdong once again vetoed his son's name. Can his son be like a sissy?
"Where is Pan Jiahan?"
"Too feminine, people who don't know may think it's a girl."
"Pan Jiawang?"
"You ca n’t be a dog when you are my son? Also Pan Jiawang, is n’t it Pan Wangwang?"
"amount"
No matter who it is, what name he proposes, Pan Xiangdong has reasons for rejecting it. He Chenggong and others were so dark that they didn't want to be. Isn't it all kinds of sons who hate themselves? What are you doing now? This doesn't work. That's not good. Why is his name worthy of his son Pan Dongzi?
"Then don't you take one?"
Ye Zhou, who had eaten and drank enough, wiped his mouth. Can he say that he is quite black?
After hearing that, Pan Xiangdong turned his head to look at him. He really thought about it with his chin. The name must follow his son's life. It must not be sloppy, Pan Jiayao? No, it's too old-fashioned, Pan Jiawen? No, Xiaobei's son is called He Junwen, and it will be easy to get confused later, Pan Jiayun? Still not good enough, Pan ...
Thick eyebrows frowned for a while and then loosened. It seemed to have fallen into an infinite vicious circle. Everyone couldn't help the amount. Another father, Ye Zhou, drew a corner of his mouth and simply ignored him. Zheng Hongwen held him in time. Baby Pan also crawled up to the bedside with his hands and feet. Ye Zhou coddled his little face and looked down at his son, saying that he is not like him. It ’s not like a newborn child. Who do you look like? It was only that his skin was fair and clear, like a ceramic doll, and his hair was black and silky. Then they would think that he was like him. If he really wanted to look carefully, he felt that the child's small nose and mouth were quite like his brother Dong.
"Jia Tai, Pan Jia Tai, Ping An Kang Tai!"
Ye Zhou's voice suddenly sounded, everyone chewed the words Pan Jiatai in unison, and Pan Xiangdong, who was caught in an infinite vicious circle, also read over: "Pan Jiatai, Pan Jiatai, Taizi, Prince, this is good, just call this, my son It was originally the Prince of the old Pan's family. "
Pan Xiangdong patted his thigh and agreed with it decisively. Look at him and take a bite of my son. I guess he has forgotten that he was an abandoner yesterday.
"Well, that nickname is simply called Prince Edward."
Long Shaofan and others looked at each other and expressed interest in the name of Pan Jiatai. Pan Xiangbei, who was behind him, got better. He forgot his pain and said, "Isn't Xiaoming going to get a cheap name? I I also want to talk about lending you the names of the dog eggs. "
God knows how much he wanted to call his son Goubo at the beginning, but later he could n’t bear the pressure and changed it to iron egg, so that he still remembers the name of Goubo.
"what?"
"Haha"
Pan Xiangdong and Ye Zhou were both dumbfounded. The others laughed instantly and crookedly. Hey, because of Pan Xiangdong's urine, it was strange that he could accept it. What about the northward structure? Can you come up with such a name? Even if it's a little name, that's too bad? Is he really not afraid that Pan Dongzi sent him a punch of iron fist?
"So what, Brother He, can you please fan him?"
Ye Zhou, who had gone back to God, rolled his eyes weakly. When he was going to name Xiaowen a doggie, they had strongly opposed it, and now they are embarrassed? He really got fucked, didn't he?
"If you do n’t, do n’t do it. You ’re not rare. I wo n’t borrow it. In the future, I will regenerate one for future sons.

After hearing the words, Pan Xiangbei mumbled, Ye Zhou said angrily: "Please, hurry up and regenerate one, please!"
"You don't want to be fooled anymore."
"Haha ..."
There was a big laugh in the bedroom again, and Pan Xiangbei's grieved pout was almost no crying in He Zhigao's arms.