Yan Xiangnuan really meant to keep her word this time.
When she said she would not go out, Yan Xiangnuan almost never went out.
She honestly provided prenatal education for her baby at home.
In the past, she almost always read books on metaphysics.
Or just watch TV dramas, boring variety shows, etc.
Now Yan Xiangnuan plans to change his lifestyle.
She was like an ordinary pregnant woman, listening to children's stories to the baby in her belly, and then listening to comfortable prenatal music, and then thinking about the little dumpling's nickname.
Of course, the little guy's nickname should undoubtedly be Mr.
Jin's.
Yes, the old man seems to have been thinking about the little guy's name since he learned that Yan Xiangnuan was pregnant, and now he is about to get his wish.
Yan Xiangnuan didn't mind that she couldn't give the little guy a big name.
It would be nice if she could think of a nickname for the little guy, so she had to think carefully about the nickname.
Jin Weimo knew that Yan Xiangnuan didn't go out very often.
If he could go home early, he would never waste time in the army.
No, he would go back almost every day.
Things were almost settled.
Jin Weimo was about to become a father now.
The superiors of the army understood Jin Weimo's thoughts, so they didn't say anything more.
They just turned a blind eye and let Jin Weimo do it from time to time.
I'm lazy.
"What are you looking at?"
When Jin Weimo came back from get off work, he saw Yan Xiangnuan sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a thick dictionary in his hand and listening to soothing prenatal education music.
He stood at the entrance and watched Yan Xiangnuan quietly.
I just thought the picture was so beautiful.
After approaching, I gently hugged Yan Xiangnuan, kissed Yan Xiangnuan on the forehead and asked.
"I'm thinking about our baby's nickname.
Do you think it's better to call it Little Bamboo Shoot or Little Panda?"
Yan Xiangnuan thought for a long time and was a little undecided.
Although most of the little guy's nicknames are from his childhood, they are still nicknames.
As a person in metaphysics, it is easy for Yan Xiangnuan to choose names for others.
She knows what is missing and what is needed in her life with just a few clicks.
The fate of the little one in his belly is pretty good.
He has not been born yet.
Although Yan Xiangnuan is very concerned about it, he does not want to speculate too much on the fate of the little one.
After all, as long as he is not a great evil person in the future, Jin Weimo's character will Yan Xiangnuan also didn't believe that he would educate a super naughty prodigal son.
Therefore, Yan Xiangnuan did not intend to shirk Yin and speculate on the fate of the child, and even planned to let everything take its course.
Even when the baby would be delivered, she did not deliberately shirk Yin, just like a normal pregnant woman waiting for the birth with peace of mind.
As a People in metaphysics know too many things with one pair of eyes and have seen too many other people's fates.
Naturally, they don't want to know so much.
Sometimes the unknown is actually the best.
It would be boring if everything in life was known in advance.
"Bamboo Shoot Panda" Jin Weimo had veins popping up on his forehead and was a little confused about Yan Xiangnuan's nickname.
From his perspective as a man, he would definitely not think about the nickname.
Only Yan Xiangnuan, as a woman, would consider asking for Xiao Ming.
"Well, the little guy in our family has strong vitality, and the vitality of bamboo is also strong, so I think we can name it Little Bamboo Shoot.
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Red Panda is because of the identity of this child.
Think about it, he is Jin Wei, the third young master of the Jin family in the imperial capital.
In the eyes of outsiders, Mo's children are no different from national treasures," Yan Xiangnuan explained with a smile, flattering Jin Weimo with soft eyes.
Although Jin Weimo was her man, Yan Xiangnuan did not begrudge her affection at all when it was time to praise her.
But as for the origin of her nickname, she just explained it casually, without any reason, she just simply liked it.
It's just a small bamboo shoot or a red panda, but when Jin Weimo asked in confusion, she thought about it and gave this answer.
"Very good," Jin Weimo said after thinking for a moment.
"Which one is pretty good?"
Yan Xiangnuan looked at Jin Weimo with some surprise.
In fact, the child could be named by any name, but she was still a little confused about which one Jin Weimo liked better.
As parents, it would be better for them to discuss their child's nickname together.
"Bamboo is pretty good, and so are pandas."
Jin Weimo nodded in agreement, not having much idea about the child's nickname.
"Then what?"
Yan Xiangnuan looked at him and waited for the next step.
Is it just a good thing?
Or, does he have no special nickname for his child?
"" Jin Weimo looked at Yan Xiangnuan with a slightly tangled expression.
He always felt that this seemed to be testing his desire to survive, so he thought for a moment before slowly speaking: "If it's a boy, let's call him Little Bamboo Shoot, and if it's a girl, let's call her Little Panda.
"Boys are rough and girls are pampered.
Bamboo is suitable for boys and pandas are suitable for girls.
Jin Weimo felt that he was thinking correctly "Husband."
Yan Xiangnuan sensed Jin Weimo's strong preference for girls over boys from these two nicknames, so he looked back at Jin Weimo with a smile and wrinkled his nose at Jin Weimo.
"Yeah" is it because you are not satisfied with his answer?
"Do you want to know whether our baby is a boy or a girl?"
Yan Xiangnuan raised his eyebrows and smiled.
In order to prevent Jin Weimo from always having the idea of pampering her daughter, Yan Xiangnuan felt that this should be cured, otherwise she would be very worried about her future babies.
"I don't want to."
As soon as Jin Weimo saw Yan Xiangnuan's expression, he immediately knew that Yan Xiangnuan seemed to be deliberately causing trouble.
This woman, even though she knew that he liked his daughter and was looking forward to her, always acted like Hoping to break his illusion.
Although it can be guessed from Yan Xiangnuan's occasional words that his idea of wanting a little cotton-padded jacket is probably in vain, Jin Weimo still wants to wait for a few more months, just in case it is a girl, so this little cotton-padded jacket It’s better not to expose his dream, otherwise he will also be sad.
"I really don't want to know that maybe it's the little cotton-padded jacket you want.
Wouldn't it be nice to feel the surprise in advance?"
Yan Xiangnuan joked that Jin Weimo was hesitant on this matter, and he was so timid that he didn't look like him at all.
Oh, why do you like your daughter so much?
"Is it possible?"
Jin Weimo raised his eyebrows, fearing that if he knew it in advance, his expectations would be shattered in advance.
"Who knows?"
Yan Xiangnuan raised his eyebrows with a smile, and stood up with a slight support on his waist: "Let's go eat, I'm hungry."
He smiled and reminded Jin Weimo to go to dinner together.
Jin Weimo nodded and gently took Yan Xiangnuan's little hand to the restaurant.
At the dinner table, the two of them ate the food silently, while Jin Weimo carefully peeled the shrimps for Yan Xiangnuan.
Yan Xiangnuan loves to eat shrimp, but he also hates peeling shrimp shells.
After Jin Weimo realized Yan Xiangnuan's little problem, he would peel shrimps for Yan Xiangnuan with his own hands whenever there were shrimps on the table.
Yan Xiangnuan said that he was also very fond of it.
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Enjoying Jin Weimo's feeding, people who love shrimp feel that someone is willing to peel the shrimp, which is really a very happy thing. aa2705221: