"Children are like this when they are born.
They will get better after a while."
Yan Xiangnuan smiled.
Aren't newborn babies all soft?
Before one year old, a child's bones are soft.
It's normal to feel soft when held.
"No, sister, I can't hold you anymore.
Take it over quickly."
Yan Xiangyang held the little bamboo shoot and saw the little bamboo shoot falling asleep innocently.
However, because of nervousness, it was the first time in his life to hold a child.
Yan Xiangyang's posture was weird and awkward.
Although the little nephew in his arms was neither noisy nor fussy, the soft feeling was enough to shock Yan Xiangyang, so he felt some cramps in his arms after a while, so he quickly urged Yan Xiangnuan.
"Okay."
Yan Xiangnuan had no choice but to reach out and catch the child, and then carefully placed the little bamboo shoots in the crib that was brought over. call As soon as Yan Xiangyang saw his little nephew being picked up, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
God knows, he didn't even dare to take a deep breath just now.
He was afraid that his heavy breathing would scare his little nephew and wake him up.
He has lived for more than ten years in his life, and this is also true.
This is the first time I am so afraid of a person, and I am afraid that he will be uncomfortable when I am offering sacrifices to my little ancestor.
"Look at your potential."
Xiao Qing was strolling downstairs.
When Yan Xiangnuan was about to give birth, in order not to be discovered, Xiao Qing waited at home.
This was not the case last night when Yan Xiangnuan was raped by Jin Weimo in the middle of the night.
When he brought it home, although he knew about and was curious about the baby, Jin Weimo's eyes were so overbearing that he was not allowed to go upstairs, so he had to spend the whole night on the first floor.
After seeing Yan Xiangyang's excited appearance and running up the stairs, Xiao Qing followed happily with her tail wagging.
Then she saw Yan Xiangyang's unpromising look and complained arrogantly.
He's such a big man, he can't even hold a baby "What do you know?"
Yan Xiangyang will never admit that he really has no future, but this is his little nephew.
"Humph."
Xiaoqing hummed silently, flicked his tail and flew to the side of the small bamboo shoot.
Longan stared at the small bamboo shoot that was full of vitality and clean without a trace of impurities.
Then he rubbed the dragon's beard on the quilt of the small bamboo shoot. , swimming The appearance was very fantasy, but the little movements next to the little bamboo shoots were so cute.
Then Xiao Qing, very spineless, found a comfortable position next to the little bamboo shoots, snuggled up and closed it gently.
Eye.
"It's so comfortable."
Xiaoqing opened her mouth and muttered, while the dragon's tail flicked in mid-air.
It looks like I really feel comfortable sleeping on the little bamboo shoots. "" Yan Xiangnuan looked at Xiao Qing's expression silently, then looked at Xiao Bamboo Shoot, who seemed to feel Xiao Qing's presence, opened his eyes and blinked, then fell asleep, and then looked at Xiao Xiaoren and Xiao Xiao.
They look like they are lying together, the picture is so warm and harmonious.
He also thought that Xiaoqing had a great sense of righteousness, and even though Xiaoqing was a dragon, he had only been transformed into a child for a short time, and there was no one to teach him, so he was no different from a simple child.
In this way, the little bamboo shoots were allowed to get along with Xiao Qing.
It was good for the little bamboo shoots to have a tall playmate like Xiao Qing, so they did not take Xiao Qing out of the crib.
Jin Weimo also looked at the green dragon, then at his son's little bamboo shoot, and sighed slightly, always feeling that his future life would be indescribably wonderful.
"Sister, what is my nephew's name?"
Yan Xiangyang looked at Xiaoqing's triumphant expression, then turned to ask Yan Xiangnuan.
"My nickname is Xiao Bamboo Shoot, and my big name has not been decided yet."
"Little bamboo shoots, um, quite cute."
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Yan Xiangyang muttered and nodded, then turned around and took out a small box from his pocket and handed it to Yan Xiangnuan: "Hey, this is the meeting gift I prepared for my little nephew."
"What is it?"
Yan Xiangnuan was a little surprised.
"You'll know after you open it and take a look."
Yan Xiangyang shrugged.
Yan Xiangnuan took Yan Xiangyang's small box and opened it.
He was surprised to see that the box contained a blue gem the size of a pigeon egg.
Looking at the color of the blue gem, Yan Xiangnuan knew that this thing was not cheap.
The "where did it come from" thing is not bad, there is a layer of white aura slowly floating on the blue gemstone, which shows that this blue gemstone is indeed a good thing.
"I found it especially for my nephew."
Yan Xiangyang raised his chin proudly.
Yan Xiangnuan didn't ask much when he saw this.
Although Yan Xiangyang did not inherit the family business and did not receive dividends from the company every year like her, overall, Yan Xiangyang was not short of money.
Eighteen million was just working capital. , it is still affordable to buy a blue gemstone.
"I'd like to thank his uncle on behalf of Xiaozhuzhan."
Yan Xiangnuan said politely.
"Thank you, I'm just a nephew, just a little thing."
Yan Xiangyang waved his hands indifferently, then leaned next to the crib, looking at the little bamboo shoots with soft eyes.
Yan Xiangnuan rarely saw Yan Xiangyang's obsessed expression, so he just let him stare at the little bamboo shoot.
There is no doubt that the little bamboo shoot is favored by thousands of people.
After Yan Xiangyang sent a gift, his uncle Jin Boyan also sent an expensive gift.
Then, the Jin family more or less prepared gifts, even The old man also put aside many tedious things because of the birth of the little bamboo shoot.
The next day, the old man personally visited the door and delivered the name of the little bamboo shoot.
Mr.
Jin sat on the sofa in the living room and handed Jin Weimo the paper with his great-grandson's name written on it.
Jin Weimo reached out and took it: "The name of the little bamboo shoot" "Yes."
Mr.
Jin nodded.
Jin Weimo personally has no objection to the child's name.
After reading the name, he thought it was pretty good: "I'll go upstairs and tell Nuannuan."
"By the way, take the child down and let me take a look."
It was inconvenient for Mr.
Jin to go to the room to see the child, but he still wanted to see the child, so he specially sent his name and came over to see the child.
"Okay."
Jin Weimo agreed and quickly went upstairs.
Yan Xiangnuan is in the bedroom, changing the diaper of the little bamboo shoot.
This is the first time that Yan Xiangnuan has changed the diaper of the little one.
How to say the feeling is definitely a feeling that Yan Xiangnuan could not imagine before.
After all, she and Jin Weimo are more or less the same.
Some people are mysophobic.
In the past, just thinking about changing their children's diapers would make them sick and make them vomit for a long time.
But now that she was doing it herself, she felt better.
When Jin Weimo went upstairs, she just finished washing her hands and walked out of the bathroom.
"This is the name grandpa gave to the little bamboo shoot.
Take a look."
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Jin Weimo handed the delicate paper to Yan Xiangnuan.
Yan Xiangnuan took it and lowered his eyes, looking at the name written by Mr.
Jin with a brush.
He knew that his grandfather's soft pen calligraphy was always good.
Then he looked at the three big characters written on the paper with dragons and phoenixes flying, and smiled.
"Jin Yusheng, what a good name."
Yan Xiangnuan praised with a smile.
This compliment was sincere.
Even she, a metaphysician, could not find fault with the name.
In fact, the name only represents a person, but sometimes the name is mixed with a person's luck, and the name Jin Yusheng, Yan Xiang Nuan expressed satisfaction. aa2705221: