Needless to say, Jin is the surname of the Jin family, and the word Yu has a good meaning, whether in ancient times or modern times.
Yu means everything the emperor does and does, and everything he uses has the word Yu.
It also means to control people and things.
It will be convenient for you later.
It is Sheng, Sheng is the traditional Chinese character for Sheng, but it is also often used.
The literal meaning is easy to understand, rising steadily, rising step by step, etc.
The meaning of Sheng is very good, so Jin Yusheng is indeed an excellent person. name.
"Then the name will be Jin Yusheng."
Jin Weimo also liked Yan Xiangnuan and made the decision.
"Yeah."
Yan Xiangnuan nodded.
After confirming the name of the little bamboo shoot with Yan Xiangnuan, Jin Weimo did not forget the old man's instructions when he went upstairs: "Then you rest in the room.
Grandpa didn't even take a closer look at the birth of the little bamboo shoot.
I will carry him down."
Show it to grandpa."
Yan Xiangnuan nodded lightly: "Be careful."
Although Jin Weimo has a strong learning ability and is now more skilled than Yan Xiangnuan from being at a loss at first, Yan Xiangnuan is a mother, and her instructions are just her mother's instinct and nature.
Jin Weimo agreed and carefully carried the small bamboo shoot downstairs.
Downstairs, when Mr.
Jin saw Jin Weimo coming down, he stretched his neck and looked at him with an indescribable look.
When Jin Weimo approached holding a small bamboo shoot, Mr.
Jin simply threw away the faucet crutch in his hand and stretched out his hand to ask for someone: "Give me a hug."
Mr.
Jin's tone was a little excited.
Mr.
Jin, who had spent his life in the military, rarely hugged someone.
When Jin Jingqing and Zhao Yanghao were born, Mr.
Jin never held them.
This was also the first time that Mr.
Jin held a child in decades.
When the old man hugged the little bamboo shoot, he lowered his eyes and looked at the little bamboo shoot sleeping soundly, and said with some relief: "It looks really good."
In fact, judging from the looks of Yan Xiangnuan and Jin Weimo, their children are definitely not much different.
But when the old man saw that the little bamboo shoots looked much whiter and tender after being raised for two days, the old man couldn't help but sigh.
"Little bamboo shoot, I am Grandpa Zeng."
Mr.
Jin looked at the little bamboo shoot sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.
He knew that Yan Xiangnuan had given him a nickname, so he called the child's nickname affectionately, and then looked at the child's delicate appearance. , exactly like what Jin Weimo looked like in his memory when he was a child, Mr.
Jin couldn't help but his eyes reddened with joy.
"This child will definitely have a great future."
Mr.
Jin continued, holding the little bamboo shoot in his arms and feeling reluctant to let go.
Xiaoqing was used to walking around at home.
When she saw the little bamboo shoot being held by Mr.
Jin, she also surrounded him.
From time to time, the little bamboo shoot would rub against his cheek.
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Mr.
Jin looked at the little bamboo shoots and then at Xiao Qing, his expression very gentle.
Jin Weimo looked at the old man's happy expression, and then looked at Xiao Qing flying next to him.
He didn't mind Xiao Qing's commotion.
His eyes were quietly looking at the little bamboo shoots in the old man's arms, and he smiled faintly.
The little bamboo shoot is actually very well-behaved, better than most children, and much better than Yan Xiangnuan imagined.
Yan Xiangnuan was prepared to work exhaustingly, after all, the child is still young.
But in the middle of the night, when the child was hungry and crying, Yan Xiangnuan was not woken up.
Most of them were fed by Jin Weimo.
Although Jin Weimo said that he disliked the brat, the little bamboo shoot moaned in the middle of the night.
While he was chirping, Jin Weimo didn't say anything and immediately got up to take care of her without any hesitation.
Now that the weather is getting colder, it really challenges people's patience to get up in the middle of the night.
When the little bamboo shoots wake up at night, Yan Xiangnuan is vaguely aware of it, but Jin Weimo gets up quickly every time, and in order not to disturb Yan Xiangnuan He quickly left the bedroom with the little bamboo shoots in his arms, then went downstairs to make milk powder for the little bamboo shoots, and used the milk powder to stop his son's wailing mouth.
Because of Jin Weimo's attentiveness, Yan Xiangnuan was very relaxed.
The first few days were fine.
The little bamboo shoots spent very little time waking up and spent almost all of them sleeping.
But after half a month, the little bamboo shoots started to bloom and grew a little bigger.
The little buns were very soft and cute. , but the time difference in Xiao Bamboo Shoot's life is very torturous.
Yan Xiangnuan was fine.
During the confinement period, she slept with her baby bamboo shoots in her arms during the day and occasionally fed her.
Sometimes when the baby bamboo shoots woke up, she had Xiao Qing playing with her and Aunt Song to help take care of her.
She was not tired at all. , and the little bamboo shoots are not afraid of Xiao Qing, one person and one dragon get along harmoniously.
But the little bamboo shoot slept too much during the day, and became energetic at night, and it was suspected that day and night were reversed.
When the little bamboo shoot was full of energy for five consecutive nights and needed someone to accompany him and coax him, Jin Weimo collapsed a little.
Yan Xiangnuan was also at a loss.
He wanted to adjust the time difference of the little bamboo shoot, but the little bamboo shoot was now a baby and completely ignorant.
The little guy fell asleep during the day, and Yan Xiangnuan could not wake up the little bamboo shoot, so he could only let it go.
He sleeps freely.
Maybe it's because there's too much water during the day, so the little bamboo shoot wakes up more at night than during the day.
In fact, it's pretty good when it wakes up at night, but it just needs to be with the lights on and someone to talk to, otherwise the little guy will scream.
Howling, the kind that only thunders but does not rain.
As a little child, when he wakes up and needs someone to accompany him, who can bear not to accompany him, and this burden falls on Jin Weimo's shoulders.
Moreover, the little bamboo shoot is still a very willful kind.
He can do whatever he wants when he is sleepy.
You close your eyes to fall asleep, but once you wake up and open your eyes, you must be accompanied by someone to talk to or play with toys, otherwise you will not be happy.
"Smelly boy."
It was three o'clock in the middle of the night again.
When the little bamboo shoot woke up and howled, and Jin Weimo took the little bamboo shoot out of the bedroom, Jin Weimo poked the little bamboo shoot in the cheek and complained tiredly. "" Little Bamboo Shoot opened his dark eyes and looked at Jin Weimo for a moment, then pursed his mouth and prepared to cry, as if he was aggrieved by Jin Weimo's scolding.
"Okay, okay, okay, ancestor, don't cry.
I'll beat you up if you wake your mother up."
Jin Weimo finally figured it out.
This son was born to torture him.
He was very well-behaved all day long.
They are not noisy or noisy, but they get up to play in the middle of the night, and they are very energetic.
He didn't seem happy when he said a few words, and the little guy didn't know whether he understood or not.
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Maybe it was because kids could understand people's eyes. "" Xiaozhuzhan looked at Jin Weimo with his dark eyes.
Jin Weimo could only accept his fate and coaxed the little bamboo shoots while making milk powder with one hand.
After half a month of training, Jin Weimo's skills in holding the baby and making milk powder were getting better and better, and he could comfort the baby even in the dead of night.
It has to be presentable.
"Alas" Jin Weimo sat on the sofa in the living room and fed the baby bamboo shoots, then burped the child skillfully, and then carried the baby bamboo shoots to the baby's room.
Usually the little bamboo shoots will sleep for a while after eating and drinking.
Jin Weimo understands that his son's life time difference is very good.
He knows that he will wake up later in the morning at dawn.
In order not to disturb Yan Xiangnuan's sleep, Jin Weimo hugs the little bamboo shoots.
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