Chapter 2869 Little Saplings and Little Glutinous Rice Balls

It is better to let him think that Joey is ruthless than to let him know that Joey is dead.

No matter how unbelievable Joey is, he is also a child grown up by the old man. If the old man knows that Joey is dead, Gu Junzhu feels that his father may be so sad that he vomits blood.

Although his father was in good health, he was getting old after all, and couldn't stand the blow of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man.

He was terrified just thinking about that scene.

He would never let his dad know that Joey was dead!

This topic is too heavy.

On a happy day, Qiao Zui didn't want the dead to affect the living.

He suddenly changed the subject, looked at Gu Junzhu and said, "Little uncle, please give my son a baby name. It's like a little tree seedling. It's kind and nice!"

Gu Junzhu looked at Ye Xingbei: "The name of the little tree seedling was given by your little aunt."

Ye Xingbei smiled, "I just get it casually."

When the little tree seedling was young, she followed her surname, surname Ye, the leaf of the leaf.

Ye Xingbei named him Xiaoshu, hoping that he would grow up healthy and strong like a small tree, and grow into a towering tree in the future.

"It's so nice to pick it up casually, my little aunt is worthy of being an artist," Qiao Zui tried hard to liven up the atmosphere: "Then little aunt, take it, and give my son a sweet baby name like a little tree seedling."

"That's impossible," Gu Junzhu said: "My son's baby name is the best, and there is no better baby name than Xiaoshumiaoer."

Ye Xingbei: "..."

Gu Wuye, can't you be more mature in front of your nephew?

Are you so childish?

She slapped Gu Jun one by one.

Qiao Zui smiled, "It's okay, little aunt, I'm used to it, if my little uncle doesn't tease me one day, I won't feel well all over, and whenever I see my little uncle, I will have a short-term Goldsholm syndrome , I like to be bullied by my little uncle, the more my little uncle hates me, the more I feel that my little uncle loves me deeply."

Ye Xingbei: "..."

What kind of disease is this? !

oh.

correct.

People themselves said it.

This is called Intermittent Goldsholm Syndrome!

Conquer these uncle and nephew!

She was too lazy to talk to those two guys, and seriously thought of a name for the baby.

After thinking for a while, she asked Qiao Zui and Mi Sheng: "Is it called Yuanxiaoxing? Or Tangyuan? Today is the Lantern Festival. The old people in our place said that if you choose a name that suits the occasion, the child will live a long and healthy life."

Qiao Zui looked at Mi Sheng.

Mi Sheng smiled and said, "Is it called Tangyuan? Little tree seedling, little Tangyuan, it sounds like a family."

The little tree seedling who was talking to Ling Yue tilted his head to look at this side, and agreed: "It sounds good! The little glutinous rice balls sound good! I heard that the little glutinous rice balls are my nephew, I like it!"

Ye Xingbei: "..."

Where and where?

Why did Xiao Tangyuan sound like Xiao Shumiao'er's nephew? !

Qiao Zui didn't care about that, seeing that Mi Sheng agreed and Xiao Shumiao'er also liked it, he made a final decision: "Okay, from now on my son will be called Xiaotangyuan!"

He put his arms around Mi Sheng's shoulders: "Then let's go back to the room to see our son, good night everyone."

The little guy is still young and cannot be away from others. Mi Sheng came downstairs to find Qiao Zui because of something, and after a few minutes after coming out, he became a little restless.

Everyone dispersed and went back to their respective rooms.

Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei took care of the children to sleep and went back to their own bedroom.

After Ye Xingbei took a shower, he saw Gu Junzhu sitting on the bed with his head in a daze.