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Chapter 139 Extra-The Difficulty of Changing a Job as a Baby Dad 2.0
5.
"Do you like boys or girls?"
Lying on her back on the bed, May asked Yiyong this standard question that must be asked during pregnancy.
Fortunately, this is not a death multiple-choice question, so Yiyong answered quite quickly.
"I like them all." He set up the crib, "Didn't you already ask me this question yesterday?"
"Well... that's true..."
The answer he gave yesterday was also an ambiguous "like all of them", which sounds perfunctory.However, if May were to answer this question herself, she would probably...
No, she would definitely give the same answer.
It feels like having a baby is a bit like a lottery game.she thinks.
She slowly turned over and lay comfortably on her side, wrapping herself tightly in a blanket.From this angle, it seems that Giyuu's movement of assembling the crib can be seen more clearly.
"Yiyong, Yiyong." Wuyue called him suddenly, "Say, shouldn't we name the baby?"
"Well……"
Yiyong put down the hammer in his hand, counted the current month with his fingers, and felt that the matter of naming should indeed be put on the agenda.
However, how to choose a name?
This is a good question.
Wrapped in a blanket, Wuyue moved from the bed to Yiyong's side, and sat next to the crib with him.She hung a small furry toy from the crib rail.
"My name was chosen by my parents according to the month of birth. What about you?" Wuyue put another small toy on his head, "I really want to know why you are called 'Yi Yong'."
Yiyong rubbed the small toy, thought for a while, and said, "Probably my parents want me to be a loyal and brave person."
"Yiyong is indeed loyal and brave!" Wu Yue threw himself into his arms, "And he is the best person in the world!"
Yi Yong rubbed her little golden head, and accepted her rainbow fart with peace of mind.
"But I don't know what name we should name our child." She sat up, "I thought about it just now, and the only thing I can think of is... winding?"
"Huh?" Yi Yong was instantly alert, "The name Shangxian...don't you think it's a bit unlucky?"
"It seems to be true..."
It's back to square one.
Yiyong silently tapped the screws on the base of the crib, and May leaned against him.
Suddenly, Yi Yong said a word.
"Nagi."
"Well?"
"Let's call it 'Nagi'." He said with a smile, "This name should be suitable for both boys and girls."
Wuyue pursed her lips slightly, and couldn't help but also smiled.
"It's your type eleven."
"Correct."
"Nagi...calm sea...Tomioka Nagi...hmm. I like the name."
6.
Giyuu must admit that at the moment when the nurse brought Tomioka Nagi to him, his heart was not filled with much joy as a "father".
It's not even as exciting as hearing that I'm going to be a dad.
He couldn't believe that this little meat dumpling with wrinkled face, red skin and eyes that hadn't even opened was actually his son.
Although I hate to say it, but...
...But, his son is really ugly!
"Would you like to hold the baby?"
"Ah...that...not for the time being."
Even wrapped in swaddling clothes, his Nagi looked so small.Yiyong is so afraid that he will accidentally hurt him.
"By the way, is my wife okay?"
"Ms. Tomioka is in good condition, she has fallen asleep now."
"That's good……"
Yi Yong breathed a sigh of relief.
But he still didn't have the guts to hug his son.
Today's volunteerism is not "brave" at all.
7.
After about three to five days, the red-flapped meatballs finally bloomed and successfully evolved into white and tender meatballs.
Yi Yong breathed a sigh of relief.
Good that his son wasn't always so ugly.
Nagi's face was chubby, and Yoshiyuki couldn't help poking it a few times with his hands. The extra soft touch always made Giyuki feel as if he touched a huge cotton candy.And Nagi seems to like that he teases him like this. Whenever Giyuu's hand touches his cheek, he will raise the corner of his mouth and silently smile at Giyuu, and his dark blue eyes that are exactly the same as Giyuu's are also narrowed. get up.
Nagi's eyebrows and eyes are very similar to him.Although Wuyue always said that the baby's face did not have much resemblance to its parents, but Yiyong just felt that his family's Nagi looked very similar to him.
what……
It turns out that his son is still very cute.
Gently, Yoshiyuki picked up Nagi.The chubby-looking little meat dumpling feels soft when hugged in my arms.
Hmmm...really cute.
Although Nagi is a little ancestor who needs to be fed every two hours, although Nagi can only babble and make inexplicable sounds, although Nagi seems to like her mother May more than herself as a father.
But Yiyong still likes this brat very much!
(My favorite, though, is May.)
8.
The coal ball jumped onto the railing of the crib with a dexterous posture, sat firmly on the railing that was only two fingers wide, and stared at the little meatball Nagi lying on the bed with wide green eyes.
It knows, this is the new little shit shovel officer in the family.
Look left and right, the little poop shoveler is actually not as big as it is, and it smells like milk all over its body.He will not hold it in his arms forcibly as soon as he sees it, nor will he rub his face intimately.
Don't even smile at it.
What, the new shit shovel officer turned out to be a little fool.
Briquette jumped into the crib and put her tiny paws on Nagi's face.
Um.It's quite soft.
The body is also hot.
Lianqiu spun around the bed, picked the most comfortable position to lie down, next to the warm Nagi.
If only the new shit shovel officer could quickly become smarter.
it thinks.
9.
After the birth of his eldest son, Nagi, Giyu felt the joy of being a father for the first time.
After the birth of his second son Shangxiong, Yiyong felt a little delicate.
After the birth of his third son, Linchuan, Yiyong felt that life was difficult.
No... why are they all sons?
Fortunately, he took several girls' names seriously, but he couldn't use any of them!
"How should I put it... I seem to understand your father's feelings."
Yiyong, who was trying to coax Linchuan to sleep, said to Wuyue very seriously.
"Ah?" Wuyue raised her head from among a pile of homework, and looked at Yiyong in surprise, "Why did you say such a thing all of a sudden?"
Yiyong curled his lips, and said pitifully, "I'm a little annoyed by my sons..."
Before he really became a father, he never knew that boys would be so noisy when they were young—it was ten times more noisy than the young boys who came to him to learn kendo.
Running around is commonplace, and scribbling on the wall has become a habit, and it is he who volunteers to help clean his dirty little face when he falls into a mud puddle.
This is just a nervous fragility that Shangxiong alone has tormented him.Yi Yong feels a headache when he thinks that Lin Chuan, who is one and a half years old, may soon join his brothers in making trouble.
It's so tough.It's so tough!
He caressed Linchuan's light golden long hair in his arms, and couldn't help sighing in his heart——
"It would be great if Linchuan was a daughter, then the family would definitely be much quieter."
"That's not necessarily true." Wuyue lowered her head, continued to stare at the homework, and said with a frown, "Shangxiong is so noisy, even if he gave birth to a younger sister, he would probably be infected by his elder brother and become the same A rambunctious child. Well... at least Nagi is pretty good. Isn't that already good?"
Unlike Shangxiong's crazy personality, Nagi prefers to play alone quietly.However, occasionally he will be driven by his younger brother to make some naughty moves.
For example, when Giyuu was sleeping, he secretly pulled his hair and pinched his nose.
"Ugh……"
Yiyong rubbed Lin Chuan's little hand, and muttered to himself: "Is it because the boys in your Takio family have too strong genes? Look, you have four older brothers..."
Wu Yue glared at him unhappily, closed the homework book, put it aside, and said in a serious voice: "What are you talking about? Boys and girls are not decided by women, but by men." genetically determined."
She gave Yiyong a good introduction to the basic knowledge of physiology, and Yiyong couldn't help but wrinkled his face.
It turned out that three sons were born, and it was all his fault!
Seriously, Yi Yong apologized to May.He wanted to say something more, for example, something like "I will definitely have a lovely and quiet daughter in the future".It's a pity that before he could say a word, the door was slammed open.
The four-year-old Shangxiong was like a small cannonball, yelling "I'm coming—!", while flying into Wuyue's arms, holding her tightly, and never letting go.
"Be quiet." Wu Yue gently stroked his back, "My brother is already asleep."
Shangxiong raised his face and nodded as if he had suddenly realized.
"Father, father." Shangxiong, lying in Wuyue's arms, tugged Yiyong's ear, "Let's go play with bamboo knives! Shhhhhhh!"
He looks very much like Shangxiong in May, even the tone and expression of his speech are her shadow.Seeing the expectant light in his eyes, Yi Yong instantly forgot all his mischievousness and fuss.
Yiyong put the sleeping Linchuan on the bed, and took Shangxiong's hand.
"Isn't Mom going?"
"Mom still has work to do." Yi Yong patted his little head, "Don't bother Mom."
"Oh!" Shangxiong nodded vigorously, and went to the dojo with Yiyong.
Not long after, the door was pushed open again.The little black head sneaked in and took a look.
"Mother……"
Nagi walked slowly to May, blushing, as if a little embarrassed, and handed her the hair rope in her hand.
"My hair is loose again..."
He is only six years old this year, and he can't tie his hair well, and it often gets loose by accident. Every time, he needs Wuyue's help to "reinforce" it.
Wuyue patted the cushion beside her, let Nagi sit down here, and took the hair tie in his hand.
Nagi's hair, like Giyuu's, is fluffy and messy.Wuyue cupped his shoulder-length hair with both hands, and asked with a smile, "Anagi really doesn't want to cut her hair short?"
In the past, Nagi always cut her hair short, but it was not until recently that she suddenly proposed that she wanted to grow her hair long.
For Nagi, having long hair was a new experience—and a new look at tying her hair.
That's why it's always not tied well.
Nagi played with her fingers, a trace of pride appeared on her small face.
"If you cut it short, you won't be able to tie it up. I want to tie my hair like my father's."
"what?"
This was the first time May had heard Nagi say that.
"why?"
"Because...because dad is handsome." Nagi blushed, as if she was too shy, but said proudly, "I want to be as handsome as dad!"
May couldn't help laughing.
"Anagi is already handsome!"
"Do you like boys or girls?"
Lying on her back on the bed, May asked Yiyong this standard question that must be asked during pregnancy.
Fortunately, this is not a death multiple-choice question, so Yiyong answered quite quickly.
"I like them all." He set up the crib, "Didn't you already ask me this question yesterday?"
"Well... that's true..."
The answer he gave yesterday was also an ambiguous "like all of them", which sounds perfunctory.However, if May were to answer this question herself, she would probably...
No, she would definitely give the same answer.
It feels like having a baby is a bit like a lottery game.she thinks.
She slowly turned over and lay comfortably on her side, wrapping herself tightly in a blanket.From this angle, it seems that Giyuu's movement of assembling the crib can be seen more clearly.
"Yiyong, Yiyong." Wuyue called him suddenly, "Say, shouldn't we name the baby?"
"Well……"
Yiyong put down the hammer in his hand, counted the current month with his fingers, and felt that the matter of naming should indeed be put on the agenda.
However, how to choose a name?
This is a good question.
Wrapped in a blanket, Wuyue moved from the bed to Yiyong's side, and sat next to the crib with him.She hung a small furry toy from the crib rail.
"My name was chosen by my parents according to the month of birth. What about you?" Wuyue put another small toy on his head, "I really want to know why you are called 'Yi Yong'."
Yiyong rubbed the small toy, thought for a while, and said, "Probably my parents want me to be a loyal and brave person."
"Yiyong is indeed loyal and brave!" Wu Yue threw himself into his arms, "And he is the best person in the world!"
Yi Yong rubbed her little golden head, and accepted her rainbow fart with peace of mind.
"But I don't know what name we should name our child." She sat up, "I thought about it just now, and the only thing I can think of is... winding?"
"Huh?" Yi Yong was instantly alert, "The name Shangxian...don't you think it's a bit unlucky?"
"It seems to be true..."
It's back to square one.
Yiyong silently tapped the screws on the base of the crib, and May leaned against him.
Suddenly, Yi Yong said a word.
"Nagi."
"Well?"
"Let's call it 'Nagi'." He said with a smile, "This name should be suitable for both boys and girls."
Wuyue pursed her lips slightly, and couldn't help but also smiled.
"It's your type eleven."
"Correct."
"Nagi...calm sea...Tomioka Nagi...hmm. I like the name."
6.
Giyuu must admit that at the moment when the nurse brought Tomioka Nagi to him, his heart was not filled with much joy as a "father".
It's not even as exciting as hearing that I'm going to be a dad.
He couldn't believe that this little meat dumpling with wrinkled face, red skin and eyes that hadn't even opened was actually his son.
Although I hate to say it, but...
...But, his son is really ugly!
"Would you like to hold the baby?"
"Ah...that...not for the time being."
Even wrapped in swaddling clothes, his Nagi looked so small.Yiyong is so afraid that he will accidentally hurt him.
"By the way, is my wife okay?"
"Ms. Tomioka is in good condition, she has fallen asleep now."
"That's good……"
Yi Yong breathed a sigh of relief.
But he still didn't have the guts to hug his son.
Today's volunteerism is not "brave" at all.
7.
After about three to five days, the red-flapped meatballs finally bloomed and successfully evolved into white and tender meatballs.
Yi Yong breathed a sigh of relief.
Good that his son wasn't always so ugly.
Nagi's face was chubby, and Yoshiyuki couldn't help poking it a few times with his hands. The extra soft touch always made Giyuki feel as if he touched a huge cotton candy.And Nagi seems to like that he teases him like this. Whenever Giyuu's hand touches his cheek, he will raise the corner of his mouth and silently smile at Giyuu, and his dark blue eyes that are exactly the same as Giyuu's are also narrowed. get up.
Nagi's eyebrows and eyes are very similar to him.Although Wuyue always said that the baby's face did not have much resemblance to its parents, but Yiyong just felt that his family's Nagi looked very similar to him.
what……
It turns out that his son is still very cute.
Gently, Yoshiyuki picked up Nagi.The chubby-looking little meat dumpling feels soft when hugged in my arms.
Hmmm...really cute.
Although Nagi is a little ancestor who needs to be fed every two hours, although Nagi can only babble and make inexplicable sounds, although Nagi seems to like her mother May more than herself as a father.
But Yiyong still likes this brat very much!
(My favorite, though, is May.)
8.
The coal ball jumped onto the railing of the crib with a dexterous posture, sat firmly on the railing that was only two fingers wide, and stared at the little meatball Nagi lying on the bed with wide green eyes.
It knows, this is the new little shit shovel officer in the family.
Look left and right, the little poop shoveler is actually not as big as it is, and it smells like milk all over its body.He will not hold it in his arms forcibly as soon as he sees it, nor will he rub his face intimately.
Don't even smile at it.
What, the new shit shovel officer turned out to be a little fool.
Briquette jumped into the crib and put her tiny paws on Nagi's face.
Um.It's quite soft.
The body is also hot.
Lianqiu spun around the bed, picked the most comfortable position to lie down, next to the warm Nagi.
If only the new shit shovel officer could quickly become smarter.
it thinks.
9.
After the birth of his eldest son, Nagi, Giyu felt the joy of being a father for the first time.
After the birth of his second son Shangxiong, Yiyong felt a little delicate.
After the birth of his third son, Linchuan, Yiyong felt that life was difficult.
No... why are they all sons?
Fortunately, he took several girls' names seriously, but he couldn't use any of them!
"How should I put it... I seem to understand your father's feelings."
Yiyong, who was trying to coax Linchuan to sleep, said to Wuyue very seriously.
"Ah?" Wuyue raised her head from among a pile of homework, and looked at Yiyong in surprise, "Why did you say such a thing all of a sudden?"
Yiyong curled his lips, and said pitifully, "I'm a little annoyed by my sons..."
Before he really became a father, he never knew that boys would be so noisy when they were young—it was ten times more noisy than the young boys who came to him to learn kendo.
Running around is commonplace, and scribbling on the wall has become a habit, and it is he who volunteers to help clean his dirty little face when he falls into a mud puddle.
This is just a nervous fragility that Shangxiong alone has tormented him.Yi Yong feels a headache when he thinks that Lin Chuan, who is one and a half years old, may soon join his brothers in making trouble.
It's so tough.It's so tough!
He caressed Linchuan's light golden long hair in his arms, and couldn't help sighing in his heart——
"It would be great if Linchuan was a daughter, then the family would definitely be much quieter."
"That's not necessarily true." Wuyue lowered her head, continued to stare at the homework, and said with a frown, "Shangxiong is so noisy, even if he gave birth to a younger sister, he would probably be infected by his elder brother and become the same A rambunctious child. Well... at least Nagi is pretty good. Isn't that already good?"
Unlike Shangxiong's crazy personality, Nagi prefers to play alone quietly.However, occasionally he will be driven by his younger brother to make some naughty moves.
For example, when Giyuu was sleeping, he secretly pulled his hair and pinched his nose.
"Ugh……"
Yiyong rubbed Lin Chuan's little hand, and muttered to himself: "Is it because the boys in your Takio family have too strong genes? Look, you have four older brothers..."
Wu Yue glared at him unhappily, closed the homework book, put it aside, and said in a serious voice: "What are you talking about? Boys and girls are not decided by women, but by men." genetically determined."
She gave Yiyong a good introduction to the basic knowledge of physiology, and Yiyong couldn't help but wrinkled his face.
It turned out that three sons were born, and it was all his fault!
Seriously, Yi Yong apologized to May.He wanted to say something more, for example, something like "I will definitely have a lovely and quiet daughter in the future".It's a pity that before he could say a word, the door was slammed open.
The four-year-old Shangxiong was like a small cannonball, yelling "I'm coming—!", while flying into Wuyue's arms, holding her tightly, and never letting go.
"Be quiet." Wu Yue gently stroked his back, "My brother is already asleep."
Shangxiong raised his face and nodded as if he had suddenly realized.
"Father, father." Shangxiong, lying in Wuyue's arms, tugged Yiyong's ear, "Let's go play with bamboo knives! Shhhhhhh!"
He looks very much like Shangxiong in May, even the tone and expression of his speech are her shadow.Seeing the expectant light in his eyes, Yi Yong instantly forgot all his mischievousness and fuss.
Yiyong put the sleeping Linchuan on the bed, and took Shangxiong's hand.
"Isn't Mom going?"
"Mom still has work to do." Yi Yong patted his little head, "Don't bother Mom."
"Oh!" Shangxiong nodded vigorously, and went to the dojo with Yiyong.
Not long after, the door was pushed open again.The little black head sneaked in and took a look.
"Mother……"
Nagi walked slowly to May, blushing, as if a little embarrassed, and handed her the hair rope in her hand.
"My hair is loose again..."
He is only six years old this year, and he can't tie his hair well, and it often gets loose by accident. Every time, he needs Wuyue's help to "reinforce" it.
Wuyue patted the cushion beside her, let Nagi sit down here, and took the hair tie in his hand.
Nagi's hair, like Giyuu's, is fluffy and messy.Wuyue cupped his shoulder-length hair with both hands, and asked with a smile, "Anagi really doesn't want to cut her hair short?"
In the past, Nagi always cut her hair short, but it was not until recently that she suddenly proposed that she wanted to grow her hair long.
For Nagi, having long hair was a new experience—and a new look at tying her hair.
That's why it's always not tied well.
Nagi played with her fingers, a trace of pride appeared on her small face.
"If you cut it short, you won't be able to tie it up. I want to tie my hair like my father's."
"what?"
This was the first time May had heard Nagi say that.
"why?"
"Because...because dad is handsome." Nagi blushed, as if she was too shy, but said proudly, "I want to be as handsome as dad!"
May couldn't help laughing.
"Anagi is already handsome!"
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