Chapter 127

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Yan Qingchi felt that he was ignorant and very cute. He stretched out his hands and rubbed his face. Qiqi had a temperament to let him rub, not angry, and smiled at him.
He laughed like this, but made Yan Qingchi embarrassed, and coaxed softly, "The baby is still sleeping."
"Then when can he come out and play with me?" Chess said, gently tapping his belly with his fingers, and asked, "Can you hear me? Baby?" @Finity 好 文,all in
He was still a baby himself, and when he called someone else's baby, Yan Qingchi couldn't help but laughed, and replied warmly, "Wait a few days later, he can come out and play with you."
"Then what does he like to play? I can give him my toy."
Yan Qingchi looked at him tenderly, "He likes you," he said, "so whatever you want to play with him, he will be happy."
Chess heard him say that, a little shy, came forward and kissed him on the stomach, whispered, "I like him too."
Yan Qingchi suddenly felt very warm, some moved, some warm, and even grateful. He gave a soft "um" sound and touched his head.
On September 7, the children of Yan Qingchi and Jiang Moyu finally came to this world.
When the effect of the anesthetic subsided and Yan Qingchi woke up, Jiang Moyu was sitting in a chair by his bed and saw him woke up, and finally his usual smile appeared.
Yan Qingchi smiled at him and whispered, "It makes you worry."
Jiang Mo stooped and kissed his forehead, some helplessly said: "Why do you always grab me, I haven't had time to tell you the hard work." @Finity 好 文, do in
"Then you say it now." Yan Qingchi cooperated.
Jiang Mo grinned, "It's hard."
Yan Qingchi teased him, "Serving the people."
Jiang Moshang saw that he still had a good joke with himself, and finally felt relieved, and reached out and held his hand.
"It ’s a boy. The child is very healthy. Now my parents are watching. I ’ve thought about my child ’s name before. I have n’t told you. It ’s called Yan Zhishu. Chess books. "
Yan Qingchi also thought about the child ’s name before. He thought about it according to the name of Jiang Moji. The child might be called Jiang Zhishu. I did n’t expect the name to be right, but the last name was wrong. but……
He shook his head. "You can call it the book, but you can't call it Yan, you still have to be your surname, Jiang."
Jiang Mo was puzzled, "Why? Now we have two children, one with your last name, and one with my last name, isn't it nice?"
Yan Qingchi disagreed, "Have you ever thought that the two children have different surnames, and when they grow up a little, they know a lot more, how can you explain them?"
"Like other kids, tell them one is with their father's last name, and the other is with their mother's last name."
"If today, chess and chess are also my own, then we can of course explain this, we can do it. But chess is not, this is very sensitive, I do not want to."
Jiang Mozhi didn't understand, "Are you afraid that Chess and Chess don't think he and his brother are the same surname, so do you think you are different from your brother? Chess and chess are still small, he can't think of so much.
"But he always grows up."
"Then he would understand."
Yan Qingchi shook his head. "Jiang Momo, you are not an adopted child, you have not been adopted, so you do n’t know how sensitive and scared the adopted child is. A slight difference will make him unable to bear it. He caused unnecessary worry. I know that you are hurting me and thinking for me, but I do n’t care about them. For me, the surname Jiang is our child. I do n’t care, but for the child, two A child's last name is undoubtedly the best choice. "
Jiang Mozhi thinks he is a bit strange. What makes him not adopted? So I do n’t know how sensitive and afraid the adopted children are. Wasn't Yan Qingchi himself adopted?
He only thought that Yan Qingchi was attentive, so he couldn't help thinking about chess. It was just that he had long thought about the child's surname with Yan Qingchi. He didn't even say it, just to give Yan Qingchi a surprise. As a result, because of chess, this surprise would be abandoned for no reason. .
Jiang Mochi was a bit unbearable. He watched Yan Qingchi get pregnant and watched him give up his rising career to raise a baby at home. Yan Qingchi's mentality was very good, and there was no regret or unwillingness. He even opened up a new career for himself and achieved remarkable results in painting, but this did not mean that his sacrifices were all right.
This is their two children, but it is Yan Qingchi who bears the psychological and physiological pressures of a man's pregnancy. This child should be his surname.
"Qingchi, I don't think Chess would think so much." Jiang Moji tried to persuade him, "Look, he is not very well accepting that there is going to be another child at home now?"
"That's because he hasn't realized the difference between birth and adoption. No one in the family told him this. Outsiders don't know that I'm pregnant, so he thought he was the same as this child. He is certainly the same as this child. Either he or this child, it's all my child. I don't want Chess to think unconsciously in the future for unnecessary things like last name. "
He looked at Jiang Moyan, "I know you are for my good, and I am also very happy, but without my last name, will he not be my child? Will it affect my status at home?" Yan Qingchi shook Shaking his head, "No, so you can take my mood into consideration and let the child follow my last name. I am very happy, but I still hope he can share your last name."
Jiang Moji looked at him, his heart was full of distress, he reached out and touched Yan Qingchi's face, "Can't you think about yourself more? You hurt the child, then your own right? This child is your hard work It was born after ten months of misery, and it was as natural as your last name, but you didn't want to? "
Yan Qingchi smiled and held his hand. "Don't I have you? You think of me and think of everything for you, naturally you won't be wronged, you just hurt me."
Jiang Mozhi only felt that his heart was sour by his words, like a lemon soaked in salt water. He bent down and leaned forward to hug Yan Qingchi, thinking he might be the greatest father in the world.
"Then call it Jiang Zhiyan. You have worked hard for him once, and I will never allow it. Your last name does not appear in his name."
When Yan Qingchi saw him concede and listened to him again, he could not help but smile. He looked at Jiang Moyu and thought he was really a good lover. He beckoned, Jiang Moyu lowered his body to him, Yan Qingchi Reached his arm around his neck and kissed him.
"you are so nice."
Jiang Mo looked at him with a smirk, "Isn't that what you said, I have to hurt you."
Yan Qingchi nodded, "Jiang Momo, don't think that I think too much about chess and chess, so ignore your thoughts. You want him and my last name, I am very happy. If chess and chess are also our own children, then this Very good, our family of four is very good. But chess is not, we will inevitably need to take care of his emotions, because he is still a small child, in his world we are his most important person, he is all . But in our world, it ’s not just him. We have each other, are n’t we? We have more and more mature than him, so naturally we need to accommodate him, right?

Jiang Mo bowed his head. He always knew that Yan Qingchi's thoughts were delicate, but he did not expect that he was so delicate in some things. He was worried about the mood of chess and chess, and he was also afraid of hurting his kindness, so he had to keep on Explained, for fear of letting either of them think more.
He propped his shoulders, let him lie back again, held his hand and kissed him, and said warmly, "I know, I just feel bad for you, but you are the master of this family, what you say, what is it, you Whatever we say, we will do it. You are right, the child and whose last name are not important, the important thing is that both of them are our children, that's good, and you are happy. "
Yan Qingchi smiled, feeling that she is now full of happiness.
"Then I have one more thing to say," he said.
"You say, whatever you say, we just do it."
"The word Yan is very nice as a surname, but as a name, especially a boy's name, it is not appropriate. I don't want my baby to call this yan."
"Which yan do you want?"
Yan Qingchi thought about it, "Have I told you the origin of my name?"
Jiang Mo shook his head.
"When my parents gave me a name, I took the meaning of" Yi Qingchi ", hoping that I could be a cultured, literate, and learned person, so my name is Yan Qingchi. Since you want this child My name is related to me, and I decided to pronounce it with yan, so use this 砚, pen and paper 砚
."
"Okay," Jiang Moji agreed, "then I hope that when he grows up, he will become a person like you, gentle and considerate, tolerant, have his own persistence and ideas, and live a smart life."
Yan Qingchi smiled, "Are you touting me?"
"I'm telling the good expectations of the children. It's just right," he said. "This book and the book are also right. Isn't the pen and ink paper used by the ancients to read?"
"Then his nickname, let's call him 砚 砚? Actually 吒 is also very cute, when I was pregnant, I hope he is a 是."
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"Baby, you and Nezha, you can only choose one."
"That's called 砚 砚, the provincial baby grew up hitting me."
"He doesn't dare, but you are the head of the family."
Yan Qingchi laughed. "You really can talk."
"Then I have one more thing to say." Jiang Moyan said that he just learned.
Yan Qingchi nodded, "You said."
"Do you know" 砚 "in Jiang Zhili, besides homing your last name and hoping that he will be like you, what else?"
"what?"
Jiang Moji looked at him, gentle and focused, "It means that you are Jiang Moji's Yan Qingchi, and this child is Jiang Moji and Yan Qingchi's cricket."
Yan Qingchi listened, thinking of a long time ago when he explained the meaning of the word "Zi" to chess and chess, he told chess chess that Jiang Zhiqi was Jiang Moyi's chess chess. That night, Jiang Moxie seriously thanked him and said that he liked the explanation very much, but unexpectedly, one day, the explanation was used on him.
He didn't know why, and he was touched a bit. Jiang Moxi held his hand, and the tenderness in his eyes poured out. "So, I now have the three of you, and I am the richest person in the world."
Yan Qingchi took his hand, pulled it to his lips, kissed him, and echoed with a smile, "Yes."
Yan Qingchi stayed in the hospital for a few days and waited until the incision healed completely before returning home. The mother Yan came around the house several times, and even let Yan Qingchi sit for a few days. Although I did not follow the strict rules of "can't blow air conditioner, can't wash hair, brush teeth, and can't play mobile phone", this month I still sat in the face of Yan Qingchi with a depressed face and felt that it was unnecessary. But he couldn't hold the soft and hard foam of the swallow mother and had to sit obediently.
Fortunately, the mother-in-law left after only a week, and Yan Qingchi immediately went to the ground, and she was a good man again.
Jiang Mochi has been busy replenishing his body in the past few days, and changing his method to stew his soup. Yan Qingchi looked at his various soups, and felt that Jiang Mochi had made great progress in his pregnancy this year, and now it seems to be A qualified chef.
Jiang Zhiyu's child is still sleeping. He is the two most popular young celebrities in Jiang Yan recently. Grandpa, grandma and aunt always come to see him, while teasing him, feeling the child is so cute.
Wei Lan heard that he had already returned home from the hospital, and also made a special trip. He looked around at the crib and looked at the small bed, and asked Yan Qingchi, "Can you poke?"
Yan Qingchi thought he was a bit cute and cautious, so he nodded.
Chess next to remind him, "Be light, my brother is still very young."
Wei Lan turned and poked at his face, "You're not big."
Chess Cheering proudly said, "I'm older than my brother, so much better."
Wei Lan rubbed his head. "Nothing."
He rubbed chess and went to poke Jiang Zhiyu in the crib. The child's skin was soft and soft, and Wei Lan only pricked it, and he dared not poke again, for fear of hurting him.
However, Jiang Zhihuan didn't have any special reaction. He just opened his eyes like black grapes and looked at them innocently.
When Qi Qi saw Wei Lan poking his brother's face, he reached out and poked, and then whispered to Wei Lan, "It's so soft."
"Yes."
Chess poked his face, "Chess is also soft."
"Yes, you are also a baby."
Chess and Chess tried to poke his face, Wei Lan bowed in coordination, and Chess poked, very surprised: "Uncle's is also soft."
"That's because my uncle has good skin," Wei Lan said, only to respond. "No, you have to call my brother, not your uncle."
Chess shouted obediently: "Brother."
Yan Qingchi looked helpless, "How about the same age? Call my dad, call your brother, this generation is chaotic."
"Then I am also an elder brother. You are married and have two children. I am still single. All my elder brothers are single."
Yan Qingchi was almost defeated by his fallacies, watching him raise his chin. "Come, brother Chess, call Uncle Qingchi to listen."
"Yan Qingchi you take advantage of me!"
"It's not your shameless pretend."
Wei Lan hummed and looked at Chess, "Remember, I'm brother."
Although Chess did not understand what he and his father were saying just now, he also heard the words of Chess and his elder brother, so he shouted generously: "Brother."
Yan Qingchi: ... my silly baby, so stupid ...