"It's okay baby, I've washed several buckets of water, you can't wash too much, otherwise your skin will be blistered and wrinkled." Ye Huanyu laughed while wiping Yangyang with a towel.

"No, Mom, do you want a bucket......" Yang Yang pouted.

On the edge of the wooden door, Chenchen, who was a few meters away from Yangyang, burst out with a sentence, "Qi Yang, do you want a bucket of instant noodles?" ”

"Get out! You're just raising! You're instant noodles! "Yang Yang is angry.

For the name Qi Siyang, Yangyang is really ...... Man's pain!

The name Qi Sichen, when you hear it, is high-end and high-grade, low-key and luxurious, cold, noble and down-to-earth?!

For Mao to him, it has become Qi breeding, low-end vulgar and temperamental, turtle hypocrisy has no lower limit, and the rural area is not mainstream!!

"Boom, Mom...... I don't want to call Qi Siyang, I want to follow my mother's surname, okay......"

Surname?

Ye Huanyu wiped Yang Yang's hand, paused, and brushed a trace of melancholy.

Thinking of her mother Lu Lu, who was still lying in a coma in the hospital, although she had been tossing and turning for many years, she finally found her biological mother, but even if they met, the mother and daughter still couldn't recognize each other.

So she still doesn't know, what is her real surname?

sighed helplessly, "Baby, let's be surnamed Qi obediently with your father, don't think about changing your surname in the future, okay?" ”

These words happened to fall into the ears of Qi Yemo, who was about to enter the bath room of the wooden house.

His heart softened slightly.

The lines of the handsome but cold face suddenly softened.

His son, of course, has to take his last name!

A subtle smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and he pushed the door in, only to hear Yang Yang shouting-

"Oh, don't...... People don't call Qi breeding, it's so ugly, I was laughed at by children's shoes at school......"

"What's the matter, the name Qi Ye Black Earth is so good?" A clean and cold voice, which should have been angry, was surprisingly gentle.

The mothers in the house were cold.

According to Qi Yemo's temper of small nose, small eyes, small belly, chicken intestines, this kind of thing is normal to settle accounts after the autumn.

"Hmph, a black soil man, a baboon girl, a perfect match!" Yang Yang Ding went back.

"Qi Siyang, how long will it take for you to achieve what 'cultivation' is?" Qi Yemo raised his eyebrows, but his eyes were staring at Ye Huanyu who was wiping Yangyang's body.

Yang Yang puffed out his cheeks, tilted his head, and said in Qi Yemo's tone-

"Qi Ye Heitu, how long will it take for you to know what 'love' is?"

"Huh-" Qi Yemo sneered and mocked, "You know? ”

"Hmph, why don't I understand? I get the idea...... "Well, that's how cowhide blows."

Ye Huanyu turned her back to Qi Yemo, her back was a little stiff, "Yangyang, what do you say about love, don't be ashamed." But you really have to take care of what 'cultivation' is. First of all, you are not allowed to use foul language, and you must be respectful to your elders, do you hear? ”

"......" Yang Yang saw his mother's serious expression, so he had to purse his mouth aggrievedly, "Mom, I only respect the elders who deserve my respect......"

"Yangyang, an elder is an elder, no matter how unreasonable, vicious, and ugly he is, he must know how to be polite and not be as knowledgeable as him."

"Oh, got it!" Yang Yang was able to get through at one point, and immediately raised his head, and a flower bloomed on his face, "Elder Black Soil, Yang Yang is not as knowledgeable as you!" ”