After rebirth, the old, weak, sick and disabled are a family

Duan Huiyan took out the card and threw it on the table. "No, I can't afford it."

"Hey! Hey! Hey! You don't want it yet, do you know how much this card is worth?"

"How much is it, eight million, ten million, or eleven million?"

Duan Huiyan curled his lips. The limit of this card was 27 million, but he knew that his father had plenty of money.

"What if I don't accept it?"

"Then I will have to play my role as a father. I will force you to accept it."

"What? You want to force me to accept it. What are you going to use to force me?"

"Use your son to force you."

"Hold!"

Duan Huiyan cursed inwardly, lowered his head and put the card into his pocket, turned his eyes away, and answered unnaturally.

"Okay, I'll keep it for now."

Duan Shaoxu touched Duan Huiyan's head, and his voice was hoarse, just like when he was a child.

"Son, you have grown up. I love and hate you. I have no other request. I just hope you can be happy and live freely. Remember, if you are free, I am free. If you are happy, I am happy."

"Dad, I remember it."

Duan Huiyan's eyes felt a little sore, he tilted his head back and forced back the tears.

"Then...then...give my godson a name! No, you have to give him more than one."

Duan Shaoxu smiled and said, "You came back just to ask for a name for your godson. You are so damn filial."

Godson.

Duan Huiyan cursed inwardly and pulled his ear again.

Just make him your godson, what else can you do?

"Can't you get it yourself?"

Duan Huiyan sat upright on the sofa, feeling a little embarrassed and blushing, "That's called attracting wealth and treasure, okay?"

Duan Shaoxu was choked by the smoke, "Cough... cough... cough! You... you... you... you are definitely giving someone a name."

"Duan! Zhao! Cai! Duan! Jin! Bao!"

Duan Shaoxu gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words. His eyes widened as he pointed at Duan Huiyan, his face flushed red.

"This...this...this...this...is this sure not a dog's name?"

Duan Huiyan's face turned even redder. He poked his head out from the sofa and grinned, looking very naive. He clasped his hands together and said in a flattering manner:

"Name, name, you choose it, you choose it."

Duan Shaoxu laughed in anger, walked to the study, picked up the brush and dipped it in ink, and wrote confidently while reciting:

"Duan Jinkun, Duan Yinkun, Duan Tongkun, Duan Tiekun, Duan Gangkun, Duan...Shuikun."

When he finished reading, he raised his eyebrows, curled the corners of his mouth proudly, put the pen aside, folded his hands across his chest, and leaned on the desk.

"The last character is 'Kun', which can be combined into 'Qian Kun'. This 'Qian Kun' is very big and covers a wide range. Your godson will definitely be able to make a fortune in the world in the future."

Duan Huiyan touched his chin, thought for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands.

"What a nice name, what a nice name, Dad, you are really good at naming."

"Then...then the other five words, don't they cover a small area?"

"It covers a lot, but does your godson have to be a boy? Does he have to be?"

Duan Huiyan clapped his hands. These five words are applicable to both boys and girls. They cover a wide range of areas.

Niu Shuyue became autistic as she looked at the "gold, silver, copper, iron and molten steel" in her hands.

She gave him a glare and told him that she shouldn't have any expectations of him, after all, brains are hereditary.

"Duan Huiyan, come here."

Duan Huiyan walked to Qu Shuyue in a daze, still holding a broom in his hand. He instinctively rubbed the corner of Qu Shuyue's eyes with the back of his hand and asked in a daze, "What are you doing?"

"sit down."

There was a hint of coldness in Niu Shuyue's voice. Duan Huiyan restrained his confused look and sat aside obediently, as well-behaved as a little puppy.

"I'll change your name to Duan Tiekun, are you willing?"

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed across Duan Huiyan's face. He stood up, pursed his lips, and said nothing, as if he was thinking about something.

After a moment, he nodded as if he was going to die heroically, then turned around as if thinking about something, his eyes were wandering and a suspicious blush appeared on his cheeks.

Looking at his expression, Qu Shuyue became even angrier and raised her voice, "Duan Tiekun, are you willing?"

"willing."

Duan Huiyan shouted loudly. He sat aside, like a child who had done something wrong, shrinking his neck in fear, and muttered in a low and aggrieved voice:

"It seems that the meaning is right, but the name doesn't sound very nice."

"Duan Tiekun, is your brain stuck in the door? Do you think this is reasonable?"

Niu Shuyue was so angry that she spoke without thinking and knocked over the trash can with a wave of her hand.

After Tan Xixi placed the last gorgeous flower into the vase, she turned around gently, her eyes fell on the person behind her, and asked softly:

"What's wrong?"

Niu Shuyue touched her belly and said, "Ask him yourself."

Tan Xuxi picked up the paper at Niu Shuyue's feet, looked at the name on it, and laughed out loud.

"Is it similar to the saying 'bringing in wealth and treasure'? Duan Jinkun, Duan Yinkun, Duan Tongkun, Duan Tiekun, Duan Gangkun, Duan Shuikun."

He laughed as he recited, and finally he covered his mouth with his hands and bent over with laughter.

He never thought that someone would choose a name so casually, and the name actually has a good meaning.

Niu Shuyue twisted Duan Huiyan's arm. Duan Huiyan grimaced in pain, but still kept smiling dotingly, looking as if he couldn't do anything to her.

"Then let's find a naming master and give it a new name."

"That's not necessary. My son is not a commodity. He needs to rely on his name and his ancestors to be sold."

Niu Shuyue rolled her eyes at Duan Huiyan, pushed him away, walked to Tan Xuxi and took her arm.

"Dr. Tan, you can't be like him. What are you going to name your son?"

Tan Xuxi tilted her head and kissed Qu Shuyue on the cheek, a smile appearing between her gentle brows.

"Then I can't be like Brother Duan and Ah Yan, calling others "gold, silver, copper, iron, and steel" when they disagree with each other. That would be too superficial."

"My son will definitely be a promising and capable person in the future. If I am to marry him, I will marry him a name that will shock the world, make ghosts weep, and convince everyone. I can't squander a gift and ruin his future."

Qu Shuyue: "..."

Duan Huiyan: “…”

Tan Xuxi held a pen and paper, thinking seriously. He looked so serious, as if he had really chosen a very extraordinary name.

"My son, you must not be petty and short-sighted in the future. You must not be like those people who have no vision and engage in intrigue and deception in the workplace."

"In the future, he will be like those people with vision and foresight, who can handle both the office and the kitchen, resist temptation, shoulder responsibilities, work on international stage and in the countryside, become a big director, a big boss, a high-ranking official, an athlete, an internet celebrity...

"Anyway, there are all kinds of jobs for him to choose from. In the end, he will definitely be able to stand out and become a superior person."