You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 2856: Saplings and dumplings

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

No matter how unsatisfactory Joey is, the old man is watching the grown-up child. If the old man knows that Joey is dead, Gu Junzhu thinks that his father might be so sad that he vomits blood.

Although his dad is in good health, after all, he is old and can't stand the blow of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man.

That scene made him terrified just thinking about it.

He will never let his dad know that Joey is dead!

This topic is too heavy.

On a good day, Qiao Zui doesn'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 nickname. It's like a nickname for a little sapling. It's friendly and nice!"

Gu Junzhu looked at Ye Xingbei: "The name of the little sapling was named by your little aunt."

Ye Xingbei smiled, "I just get it."

When the little sapling was young, she took her surname, surname Ye, the leaves of the leaves.

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

"You can get it so nicely if you take it casually. My aunt is indeed an artist." Qiao Zui tried to liven up the atmosphere: "Then let my aunt pick it up and give my son a nickname as nice as a sapling."

"That's impossible," Gu Junzhu said, "My son's nickname is the best, and there is no better nickname than Xiaoshuiaoer."

Ye Xingbei: "..."

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

You're so childish, aren't you?

She slapped Gu Jun one by one.

Qiao Zui smiled, "It's alright, little aunt, I'm used to it, if my little uncle doesn't slap me one day, I'll feel sick all over, as soon as I see my little uncle, I'll have a short-lived Gödesl attack. Morocco syndrome, I like being bullied by my little uncle, the more my little uncle bullies me, the more I feel that my little uncle loves me more deeply.”

Ye Xingbei: "..."

What is this disease? !

Oh.

That's right.

People say it themselves.

It's called Intermittent Goldsmolder Syndrome!

Served this uncle and nephew!

She was too lazy to deal with those two goods, and seriously thought of a name for the little baby.

After thinking for a moment, she asked Qiao Zui and Mi Sheng: "Can it be called Lantern Festival? Or Tang Yuan'er? Today is the Lantern Festival, and the old man there 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 Tangyuaner? Little sapling, little Tangyuaner, it sounds like a family."

The little sapling who was talking to Lingyue tilted his head and looked here, agreeing: "It sounds good! The little dumplings are so good! When I hear the little dumplings are my nephew, I like them!"

Ye Xingbei: "..."

Where and where?

How come Xiaotangyuaner is the nephew of Xiaoshuiaoer? !

Qiao Zui doesn't care about that. Seeing that Mi Sheng agrees and the little sapling likes it, the decision is finalized: "Okay, my son will be called Xiao Tangyuan in the future!"

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

The little guy is still young and can't be away from people. Mi Sheng came downstairs to find Qiao Zui for something, and he was a little uneasy just a few minutes after he came out.

Everyone dispersed and went back to their respective rooms.

Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei took care of the children and went back to their bedrooms.

After taking a shower, Ye Xingbei saw Gu Junzhu sitting on the bed in a daze.