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The three-year-old child, unlike the little guy who has just been born, can only lie down and drink milk, he has grown up, although Jing Qingran still insists on feeding him milk powder, but it can't change the fact that he grew up.

Raising a child for three years is not easy!

The little umbrella sat next to his mother, looking out of the car window, looking at the beautiful scenery outside the car window, all of which was very new to him.

Jing Qingran has been with him for three years and is naturally close to him.

Mu Yushan, a little friend, when he was young, his parents did not force him to learn to learn that, in short, he was very lenient with him, taking care of his daily life on weekdays, what he liked, he would accompany him to do anything, of course, all this must be meaningful, to have a healthy and upward thing for the child's growth, of course, he will not spoil him!

"Mom, the story of Journey to the West you told before is not finished, now, can you tell me another paragraph?" The little umbrella turned his little face around, looked at Jing Qingran, and said to her.

"Oh...... Where did I talk about it last time? Jing Qingran frowned, her memory had regressed a little.

"You talked about Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Monk, and Tang Seng, the four of them passed through the Flame Mountain together, Sun Wukong went to the Iron Fan Princess to borrow a banana fan, did Sun Wukong borrow a fan?" The little umbrella looked at her mother's face, and her clear childlike voice was very good.

"Oh, that's it, okay, then mom will continue to talk to you." Jing Qingran nodded, calling himself mom to the three-year-old.

The little umbrella was just nodding.

Jing Qingran began to tell the story of the section of the four masters and apprentices passing by the Flaming Mountain in Journey to the West, and the little umbrella listened to it with relish.

The car drove smoothly and quickly, came to the outside of the park, and stopped.

The young lady and the little master got out of the car.

"Young lady, little young master have fun." The driver said to the two.

Jing Qingran nodded at him, and the little umbrella looked at the man in the suit and tie and nodded.

"Little umbrella, let's go." Jing Qingran took his son's little hand.

"Mom, why do you call me Little Umbrella?" He put his hand in his mother's hand and let her lead him.

"Your name is homophonic with the umbrella, it's called smooth......" Jing Qingran waved his hand to his son.

Rainy mountains, umbrellas, indeed homophonic.

"Mom, why am I called Muyushan?" Mu Yushan asked.

"Because, your father's surname is Mu, and the son follows his father's surname, that is, the children want to have the same surname as their father, so your name, the first word at the beginning is the word Mu, Yushan, is the name your father gave you, in fact, I gave you three names at that time, but you didn't choose the name I gave you, but chose the name Yushan that your father gave you, and then, your name was decided." Jing Qingran explained to the child.

"So, Mom, why don't you have the same surname as Dad?" Mu Yushan asked.

"Well, my mother has the same surname as your grandfather, because my mother is your grandfather's daughter." Jing Qingran and Yan Yuese answered questions for the little umbrella.

"Then Mom, I'm Daddy's son, so I have to have the same surname as Daddy?" Mu Yushan asked.

"yes." Although, this matter is very nonsense - a woman conceives a child in October, and in the end, she has to have the same surname as her husband who only works one night, but this is a tradition that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, and there is no way.

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