Jin is the surname of the Jin family, needless to say, and the word Yu, whether it is in ancient or modern times, the meaning of the emperor, what the emperor did, the things used have the word Yu, there are also people, the meaning of the royal thing, and then it is Sheng, Sheng is the traditional Chinese character of Sheng, but it is often used, the literal meaning is very easy to understand, step by step, step by step, etc., the meaning of Sheng is very good, so, Jin Yusheng is indeed an excellent name.

"That big name is Jin Yusheng." Jin Weimo also liked Yan Xiangnuan, so he made a decision.

"Hmm." Yan Xiangnuan nodded.

After Yan Xiangnuan determined the name of the little bamboo shoot, Jin Weimo did not forget the old man's advice when he went upstairs: "Then you are resting in the house, the grandfather who was born with the little bamboo shoot didn't look at it carefully, I will take him down to show grandpa." ”

Yan Xiangnuan nodded lightly: "Be careful." ”

Although Jin Weimo has a strong learning ability, from being at a loss at the beginning to being more skilled than Yan Xiangnuan now, Yan Xiangnuan is a mother, and telling is just her mother's instinct and nature.

Jin Weimo agreed, and at the same time carefully hugged the little bamboo shoot downstairs.

Downstairs, when Old Man Jin saw Jin Weimo coming down, he instantly stretched his neck to look at it, and the look of wanting to wear it was indescribable.

When Jin Weimo approached with a small bamboo shoot, Old Man Jin simply threw away the dragon head crutch in his hand and stretched out his hand to ask for someone: "Give me a hug for the child." Old Man Jin's tone was a little excited, the old man Jin who had been in Rong Ma's life rarely held children, Jin Jingqing and Zhao Yanghao were born, and Old Man Jin never hugged them.

This is also the first time that Mr. Jin has held a child for decades, when the old man hugged the little bamboo shoot, lowered his eyes and looked at the little bamboo shoot sleeping soundly, he said with some relief: "It looks so good." ”

In fact, with the looks of Yan Xiangnuan and Jin Weimo, the children of their two children are definitely not much worse, but when the old man saw the appearance of the little bamboo shoots that had been raised for two days and were much whiter and tenderer, the old man still couldn't help but sigh.

"Little bamboo shoots, I'm great-grandfather." Old Man Jin looked at the little bamboo shoot sleeping with his eyes closed, knowing that Yan Xiangnuan had given him a nickname, and he also affectionately called the child's nickname, and then looked at the child's clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, which was exactly the same as Jin Weimo's appearance when he was a child in his memory, Old Man Jin couldn't help but red his eyes with joy.

"This kid will definitely have a great future in the future." Old Man Jin continued, holding the little bamboo shoots and being a little reluctant to let go.

And Xiaoqing was used to wandering around the house, and when she saw the little bamboo shoot being held by Old Man Jin, she also surrounded Old Man Jin, and from time to time the little bamboo shoot rubbed on her cheek.

Old Man Jin looked at the little bamboo shoot, looking at Xiaoqing, his expression was very soft.

Jin Weimo looked at the old man's happy appearance, and then looked at Xiaoqing taking off beside him, he didn't think Xiaoqing was making a fuss, his eyes quietly looked at the little bamboo shoot in the old man's arms, and smiled lightly.

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The little bamboo shoot is actually very well-behaved, more well-behaved than most children, and much better than Yan Xiangnuan imagined, Yan Xiangnuan was ready to work tiringly, 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, almost all of them were Jin Weimo's milk when he got up to feed, although Jin Weimo said that he disliked the stinky boy, but when the little bamboo shoot hummed and chirped in the middle of the night, Jin Weimo didn't say a word, and immediately got up to take care of it, without hesitation at all.

Now that the weather is getting colder, it is really challenging to get up in the middle of the night, when the little bamboo shoot wakes up at night, Yan Xiangnuan vaguely knows, but Jin Weimo gets up quickly every time, and in order not to disturb Yan Xiangnuan's sleep, he quickly leaves the bedroom with the little bamboo shoot, and then goes downstairs to make milk powder for the little bamboo shoot, and uses the milk powder to block his son's howling mouth.

Because of Jin Weimo's carefulness, Yan Xiangnuan is very relaxed.

The first few days were okay, the little bamboo shoots woke up very little, almost all of them were spent in sleep, but half a month later, the little bamboo shoots grew up and grew up a little, the little buns are very soft and cute, but the life time difference of the little bamboo shoots is very torturous.

Yan Xiangnuan is okay, during the confinement, he sleeps with a small bamboo shoot during the day, occasionally feeds and feeds, sometimes the little bamboo shoot wakes up, and Xiaoqing plays with him, and Aunt Song helps take care of it, but he is not tired at all, and the little bamboo shoot is not afraid of Xiaoqing, and one person and one dragon get along very harmoniously.

But the little bamboo shoots slept a lot during the day, and began to be energetic at night, and there was some suspicion that the day and night were reversed.

When the little bamboo shoot was full of energy and needed someone to accompany him and coax him for five consecutive nights, Jin Weimo was a little broken.

Yan Xiangnuan is also a little out of line, and wants to adjust the time difference of the little bamboo shoot, but the little bamboo shoot is now a milk doll, completely ignorant, the little guy falls asleep during the day, and Yan Xiangnuan can't wake up the little bamboo shoot, so he can only let him sleep freely.

It may be that there is more water during the day, and the little bamboo shoots will wake up more at night than during the day, in fact, it is very good to wake up at night, but it is the kind that has to be accompanied by someone to talk with the lights on, otherwise the little guy will cry with his throat, and the kind of light thunder does not rain.

So a little child, when he wakes up, he needs someone to accompany him, who can bear not to accompany him, and this burden is on Jin Weimo's shoulders, and the little bamboo shoot is still a particularly willful kind, he is sleepy and closes his eyes at will to fall asleep, but once he wakes up and opens his eyes, he must have someone to talk with him and play with toys, otherwise he will not be happy.

"Stinky boy." It was three o'clock in the middle of the night, when the little bamboo shoot woke up and cried, and Jin Weimo carried the little bamboo shoot out of the bedroom, Jin Weimo poked the little bamboo shoot's cheek and complained tiredly.

"......" Xiao Zhuzhu opened his dark eyes and looked at Jin Weimo for a moment, and then pouted and prepared to cry, as if he was a little aggrieved by Jin Weimo.

"Okay, okay, okay, ancestor, don't cry, I'm really beating you if you wake up your mother." Jin Weimo can see that this son was born to torture him, obviously he is very well-behaved during the day, not noisy at all, he will get up in the middle of the night to play, and he is very energetic.

He didn't seem to be happy when he counted a few words, and the little guy didn't know if he understood it, maybe the child could also understand the look of the human eye.

"......" Xiao Zhuzhu looked at Jin Weimo with those dark eyes.

After half a month of exercise, Jin Weimo's skills in holding the child to make milk powder are getting higher and higher, and the child is comforted in the dead of night.

"Alas!" Jin Weimo sat on the sofa in the living room to feed the little bamboo shoots, and then skillfully burped the child, and then took the little bamboo shoots to the baby room.

Usually the little bamboo shoots will sleep for a while after eating and drinking, Jin Weimo understands the difference in the life time of this son very well, and knows that he will wake up late in the wee hours of the morning, in order not to disturb Yan Xiangnuan's sleep, Jin Weimo hugged the little bamboo shoots and slept in the baby's room.