Divorce contract: President please sign

What Shen Changgong said inside and outside the words was nothing more than his ability and ability to make the two mothers and daughters feel happy even if they really entered the hall. In fact, if they really want to do this, Mo Changan himself is not helpless.

I just thought about it, there was really no need for this, originally I held to the concept of seeing Zhou Yichun's mother and daughter as pure.The most important thing is that after Mo Changan became pregnant, his mentality seemed to be much calmer.

Anger seems to be difficult to last for a long time, especially around Shen Boyan, as long as he speaks kindly, it is even more difficult to have any big emotional fluctuations.

So he shook his head, "Grandpa, don't bother, I've taken care of everything."

Shen Changgong smiled lightly and said nothing, his eyes flashed a meaningful light, and he nodded, "I believe it, that boy Mo Jiangyuan, you didn't get a bargain this time, did you?"

Mo Changan nodded lightly again, and looked back at Shen Boyan. The bruise on his face had disappeared, but the mung bean-sized blood spots in his eyes were still entrenched on the eyeballs and did not dissipate.

So I couldn't help but think that the old man Shen Changgong is now the one with the sly eyebrows, if he knew that his grandson's eyes were bleeding from the slap, maybe he wouldn't be as relaxed and silent as he is now?

Now that the protagonist has arrived, the dishes will be served soon. After the dishes are served, these Shen family members began to introduce, this is Shen Boyan's uncle from a certain distance, that is Shen Boyan's aunt from a certain distance, how is Shen Boyan like? Confusing kinship.

While Mo Changan was confused, he had to ensure that he could call the other party's name accurately. This was indeed a difficult process.

But there is a very good point, that is, as long as these people are of similar age, such as a certain uncle and a certain aunt, they are usually siblings or brothers and sisters, even if they live far away, it doesn't matter!The first two characters of the name are the same, so easy to remember!

Uncles and aunts all start with Shen Li, Shen Liming and Shen Lifang.

If their children are of the same generation as Shen Boyan, they all start with Shen Bo, Shen Boyu, Shen Boyuan or something.

Shen Boyan turned his eyes to look at her, and said softly with the corners of his lips curled up, "You see, this is the character generation. People in the same generation have the same first two characters of the name. That is Shen Boyu."

As he spoke, Shen Boyan pointed to a man in his early thirties who looked a little older than him. He looked very energetic, sitting on a chair with his back straight, and a calm man. He had already introduced himself before. , is an officer, a major of the Air Force, and can be regarded as young and promising.

No wonder Shen Changgong said that he could make Zhou Yichun's mother and daughter unhappy, and it's no wonder that the relatives of the Shen family are like dragons and phoenixes, and they are like ducks in water in all circles.

After everyone chatted with each other and discussed the topic for a while, somehow, the topic touched on the child in Mo Changan's womb, and it was naturally a topic that was most likely to be discussed.

first name.

"Bo Yan's child should be of the Qing generation, right?" A distant aunt of Shen Boyan suddenly mentioned this, and the others nodded in agreement, "That's right, it's the Qing generation. Bo Xiao's daughter is not Is it called Qingxi?"

Mo Changan glanced at Shen Boyan, only thinking that he was the one who said the same thing. The two had just talked about the generation in a low voice, and now the topic came up with the child's name.

Shen Changgong looked at Mo Chang'an with a smile, "Girl Mo, how are you doing? Do you have any good opinions on the child's name?"

Mo Changan had a smile on his face. After thinking about it, he finally didn't say anything. He just felt that he couldn't say the word "Little Pudding", otherwise it would definitely be a joke.

Just thinking about it in my heart, a calm and deep male voice beside me said, "She calls the child Little Pudding."

Hearing Shen Boyan's words, everyone burst into laughter. Mo Changan's eyes rounded, and there was a look of astonishment in her eyes. Hearing everyone's laughter, she looked back at Shen Boyan. The expression on his face was nothing too serious. There are many changes, but it is still clear and indifferent.

Seeing this scene in the eyes of everyone, it was just flirting between the couple.

"Little Pudding can only be a nickname, right? It's better to have a scientific name, this generation is the generation of Qing characters." I don't know if it was the distant relative who said this, but Mo Changan still remained silent, just thinking about it. Let them go, anyway, there is still half a year left, and when the child comes out, it's up to her to decide.

I don't know if Shen Boyan saw through her mind, so he said, "My child, I don't use the names according to the generation. The age is different now."

Shen Changgong glanced at him, but he wasn't unhappy because of what he said, so he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then tell me, according to this age, what's the best name for the child?"

Mo Chang'an remained silent, and Shen Boyan was so happy to solve this hot potato by himself. He thought he would find something to explain, such as waiting until the birth was about to happen, or something like that.

But he didn't, he just glanced at Mo Changan lightly, and then uttered five words, "Daughter, Shen Ziyi."

Many years later, when Little Pudding had grown into a cute little girl, she sat on her father's lap and put her arms around her father's neck and asked him, "Dad, mother said that you took my name back then. What does my name mean?"

At that time, Shen Boyan just glanced at the woman wearing an apron and drawing oil paintings in the courtyard, and then smiled, because even if you were in her belly, she still looked the same.This is how the word Ziyi came about.

It's just that at this moment, Mo Chang'an doesn't know that's all, he only hears that the two words together feel pretty good, and he acquiesces noncommittally.

Shen Changgong frowned slightly, and after waiting for a while without seeing Shen Boyan's next words, he asked, "Where's your son? Don't you care about your son? How much do you hate your son?"

Everyone laughed again, they all looked at Shen Boyan, and even Mo Changan looked at him, she wondered if it was because she always felt that she was a daughter in her stomach, and after preconceptions, he also had preconceived ideas, and he didn't want to be any son Intend.

This handsome and indifferent man, who was almost indifferent, rarely had any big emotional ups and downs, his brows were all frowned all of a sudden, "My son is too noisy, if I don't like it, my daughter will do."

The implication is so simple, if it is a son, the name you can figure out.

At the end of the meal, what Mo Changan didn't expect was that Shen Changgong and Shen Boyan had such high prestige in the family, and their relatives regarded them as the backbone. The guy's light received a thick stack of red envelopes.

Yin Qingmu had been sitting indifferently next to Shen Changgong, and hadn't said a word after the meal. Mo Changan hadn't made her plan at first, and when they were all about to leave, she suddenly stood up and walked to Mo Changan's side Come, without saying anything, just handed over a red envelope.

With cold eyes and a lackluster tone, he said, "This isn't for you, it's for your grandchildren."

Mo Chang'an just took it with a smile, then looked at Yin Qingmu with a slightly deep look, and said without haste, "Thank you, Mom."