At night, the mountains are silent, standing at the door, through the moonlight through the branches, vaguely visible mottled shadows of the trees, the first quarter moon, the crescent moon bends, and the sky is covered by gray-blue clouds, making the moonlight become misty. Lewen Mobile Network

There is a white mist in the forest, the surrounding grass and trees are hidden in the white mist, Mo Xiaohe locked the courtyard door, no wonder they all say that it is safe to live in the mountains, and it will inevitably fall in the fog sooner or later, even if it is an old hunter, it is like falling into a maze, and it is impossible to find the way down the mountain until the sun rises on the second day.

It is precisely because of this that the family lives in the mountains, which is enough to escape the war and live an ordinary life, and the biggest advantage is that it is enough to cover up the small shortcomings such as inconvenient travel.

"Lady, the night is heavy."

Gu Zheng took the coat, draped Mo Xiaohe on his shoulders, watched her barefoot in the yard, shook her head helplessly, how many times did she say it, she was still careless, just now he went to the stove to add firewood, and he didn't pay attention to his own lady, only to find that she went out without shoes and socks.

Facing the helpless emotion in Gu Zheng's eyes, Mo Xiaohe blinked weakly, she took hot water and was about to soak her feet, thinking that it would only take a moment to go out, it was too troublesome to put on socks, and she had always hated trouble the most, and always had the mentality of getting by.

"I remember, I won't be next time."

Gu Zheng didn't like to say much, but when it came to this aspect, he turned into Tang Seng, broken thoughts, Mo Xiaohe listened with his left ear, and his right ear bubbled, just like that, his ears were about to become calloused, before he pointed out her problem, admitting his mistakes in advance and guaranteeing it was the best way to deal with Gu Zheng.

"The month is small, my belly hasn't swelled yet, and I can't remember that I'm pregnant."

Mo Xiaohe stuck out her tongue, she was pregnant for the first time in her previous life and this life, she had no experience, and she was always held in the palm of her hand by Gu Zheng, she always felt that she was a child, and she didn't know what mentality to use to face the little bun that was about to be born in her belly.

How to bring a baby? Feeding, changing diapers, serving poop and pee, and then what? She didn't know much about whether she could be a good mother, she was quite unconfident, and she felt unreliable from the bottom of her heart.

Gu Zheng's eyes flashed, his body was strong, after taking pills, after sweating, his body was better, he squatted down, soaked Mo Xiaohe's little feet in warm water, lowered his eyes and pondered, hiding the emotions in his eyes.

Different from the mother, he always reminds himself that he is the one who wants to be a father, as long as he thinks that in this world, his bloodline is about to be continued, he is so excited that his heart beats like a drum, and the former ideal will be realized soon.

What others think, it has nothing to do with him, as long as the lady and the little baby don't dislike him for his ugly appearance, Gu Zheng closed his eyes and imagined that he was walking in front, followed by two little ones, and his heart was like soaking in sugar water, which was really sweeter than drinking honey.

The hot water scalded Mo Xiaohe's feet, she squinted comfortably, soaking her feet had a good effect on relieving fatigue, in less than half an hour, she saw sweat on her forehead and back, Gu Zheng didn't speak, but the atmosphere was not tense at all, surprisingly warm.

The candle was bright, Gu Zheng's figure was reflected on the floor, he lowered his head, he couldn't see the emotion, Mo Xiaohe leaned forward, patted him on the shoulder with his hand, and took the initiative to find a topic, "I don't know if it's a man or a woman in my stomach, husband, why don't we think of a nickname first?" ”

The newborn baby is easy to feed with a cheap life, whether it is a farmer or a family, they are used to giving a big name after the little bun is one year old and grabs the Zhou ceremony, so that they can avoid the child's life and not be taken away by the gods.

"If it's a male baby, it's called Erzhuang, and a delicate female baby is called Meimei."

Gu Zheng pursed his lips, his chin and side face formed a cold and hard arc of questioning, Mo Xiaohe twitched the corner of his mouth, and put the sentence, "Are you serious?" When she asked back in her stomach, she covered her face with her hands and was speechless!

Gu Zheng was not joking, but from the day he learned the news of his mother's pregnancy, for countless days and nights, he couldn't sleep, lying on the bed, tossing and turning, and one by one small names appeared in his mind, carefully screened, and finally left two who thought they were good.

If you are a child, you must follow him to learn martial arts from an early age, and if you study in the future, you must also have a good body, and naturally the stronger the better. The girl is different, she must be pampered, he looks ugly himself, and hopes that the girl will follow the appearance of his own lady and use "Meimei" as a nickname, which is all his thoughts. "But ......"

Mo Xiaohe soaked for a quarter of an hour, wiped off the water on it with a cloth towel to wipe his feet, and saw that Gu Zheng was still in a stunned state, he was really embarrassed to discourage his enthusiasm, anyway, it was a nickname, just have a code name, or let the husband call the shots, so as not to discourage his enthusiasm. "But what?"

Gu Zheng suddenly came back to his senses, grabbed the uncertainty in his lady's words, and asked cautiously, "Isn't it good?" ”

"No, no, no."

Mo Xiaohe's heart softened suddenly, she shook her head, "I just remembered that my uncle's name is Li Dazhuang, and our bun is called Erzhuang, and those who don't know think it's my uncle's brother, but this is a generational difference, but it allows our kid to take advantage." After speaking, Mo Xiaohe covered his mouth and chuckled, he actually felt that her husband's name was good, anyway, the newborn boy, the nickname is ** all dog eggs, dog leftovers, bolts, big strong, and so on are not creative.

She comforted herself that the second strong that her husband came up with was already innovative, and she couldn't be too demanding.

So, on this night, due to Mo Xiaohe's policy of non-resistance, the bun in his stomach officially became Erzhuang without knowing it, which is also the reason why he indulged in the mountains and rivers as a well-known contemporary national player in the future, and immediately made the next picture worth a thousand gold, but never left his name.

It's not a matter of being nicknamed Erzhuang, why don't all people remember that he has a domineering name, but they only remember Gu Erzhuang, a nickname with a local flavor, which has damaged his image as a merry and talented man.

That's it, every time he is in the main hall, he cites classic arguments, blocking the emperor with nothing to say, and when he jumps in anger, he will roar at the civil and military officials, not giving him face at all, poking him in pain, "Gu Erzhuang, don't be vigorous in the future, I will live at least twenty years less!" ”

The dominatrix at home, when he learned that he was sleeping in Hualiu, would also shout, "Gu Erzhuang, you are in Baihualou for one night, don't talk to me and say that you went to play chess with Oiran, you haven't touched your little hands, it's a pure relationship!" Do you think I'm going to believe it? ”

Gu Erzhuang blinked, oops, such a ** thing, how can the dominatrix of his own lady know it clearly? Isn't there a spy she sent by his side? He just went to play chess with Miss Chu Chu, but he regarded Oiran Chu Chu as a friend, but she wanted to sleep with him!

No way, a man, talented, well-borne, handsome, in addition to his name, what shortcomings does he have, is there, is there?

It's a pity that at this time, the biggest stain on his life and the black history have been formed, and there is no room for change, if Gu Erzhuang, who has not yet been born, knows it, he will definitely burst into tears, beat his chest, but what he said does not count.

"I have a hunch that he's a brat." Mo Xiaohe stroked his lower abdomen, and instantly felt a strong feeling. Gu Zheng is not patriarchal, but Mo Xiaohe feels that it is good to have a first child, just like her brother Mo Huaiyuan, taking care of her sister, but unfortunately her mother Li hurt her body when she gave birth to her, otherwise it would be better for her to have a younger brother.

"Erzhuang?"

Gu Zheng's eyebrows and eyes are soft, the kid has to be cultivated by him, and he will start to practice after the age of three, his own mother must be a motherly heart, and she is reluctant to suffer from Erzhuang, but she must understand that she must understand that she will suffer a little when she is young, lay a good foundation, and benefit infinitely in the future.

"Husband, I listen to you, it's just that the baby is still young, and he can't pull out the seedlings to help them grow, it's too strict."

Practicing martial arts is the hardest, Mo Xiaohe once accompanied Gu Zheng to squat under the shade of a tree, she insisted for a quarter of an hour, her legs trembled, she gritted her teeth and stood up for half an hour, and then for the next three days, she had to rely on him to help her when going to the toilet, otherwise her legs would tremble.

A few years old, it is the age of crazy running, just stocking, in this regard, she is still sensible and will not be too doting.

"What the lady said is that after the age of three and a half, start to learn slowly, the main thing is to look at the roots of Erzhuang, if it is not suitable for learning martial arts, I don't force it, just have the ability to strengthen the body."

Gu Zheng and Mo Xiaohe promised, but they didn't think so in their hearts, the so-called roots and bones are all lies, practicing martial arts is innate talent, but hard work is more important, he named his son Er Zhuang, selfishly hoping that Er Zhuang would be like him, don't follow the squeamishness of the lady.

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