There was chaos in the corridor outside the delivery room, in sharp contrast to the orderly cheering sound in the delivery room.

    Zhang''s father couldn''t hold Zhang''s mother, who was pacing, whispered, "don''t panic, the woods promise to give birth in the morning."

    Zhang''s mother raised her wrist, put her helpless finger on Rolex''s gold watch of the last century, and retorted, "it''s lunch time soon. Ala can''t see it firmly."

    Zhang''s father frowned and looked at Nanfu and others sitting on the corridor chair. He lowered his voice twice again, close to Zhang''s mother''s ear.

    "Lao Nan has just come out. He loves his daughter more than you. Don''t worry."

    The reply rushed to her mouth. Zhang''s mother Yu Guang inadvertently swept Nanfu''s gray hair. Looking at the spirit of her husband around her, we can imagine Nanfu''s ten years in there, and she didn''t live in peace. As soon as I stepped over the fire basin, I probably came to the hospital after cleaning.

    Nanxi and her unborn child are estimated to have a good time, hoping to help Nanfu make up for his regret.

    Silently hold back the worry to the bottom of my heart, give father Zhang a hint in his eyes, and whispered, "Nong went to accompany Lao Nan and master Xi''er, and ALA went to the door of the delivery room to accompany his sister."

    After Zhang''s father nodded, Zhang''s mother came to Nan''s mother. The two mothers couldn''t help looking inward through the gap in the shutter curtain.

    Waiting for more than half an hour, the wailing almost cheered the waiting people.

    Zhang''s father held Nan''s father, who was about to rush to the door, and advised him, "brother Nan, let''s go back to the ward and wait. The nurse will inform us to look after the children after the treatment is perfect."

    Nanfu raised his hand and patted his forehead. By the way, he wiped his head with empty sweat and scolded himself: "my grass, look at me. I forgot my taboos and rules. Yes, let''s go back to the rest ward."

    Turn around and make a gesture of invitation: "old Chen, let''s go together."

    Chen moucen glanced uneasily at the place where the two mothers stood, forcibly collected his look, and promised in a deep voice, "well."

    Nanfu helped Chen Mou Cen up, and the three men walked towards the only rest ward on the whole floor.

    On the way, Zhang''s father took out his mobile phone and called grandma Zhang to tell her the good news.

    Just as the three men left, there was a small tail behind them.

    "Two grandfathers and grandpa, wait for me." from the call of milk, we can hear the masculinity of trying hard to support.

    The three of them looked back together and saw a radish running in a do checked shirt and jeans.

    Gasping for breath, he stopped in front of the three and groaned, "are you going to have a little sister? Have you forgotten me?"

    The little expression of grievance and sadness is perfectly inherited from Nanxi and successfully teases the men who once dominated the world.

    Zhang''s father''s face was really tense and serious. He reached out to pick up the radish and let the radish sit on his shoulder. He coaxed: "how can grandpa forget our Han Qi? Grandpa loves Qi most."

    "Hum, Grandpa lied. You just miss your little sister, and grandma doesn''t care about me." Zhang Hanqi put her hands around Zhang''s father''s neck to keep her balance.

    Zhang''s father pretended to be angry, raised his eyebrows, supported his little grandson and said, "Whoever dares to ignore my Qi''er, I won''t agree first."

    "Grandpa and Qi''er pull the hook. Even if there is a little sister, grandpa can''t be eccentric."

    Zhang Hanqi put her little hand in front of Zhang''s father, and the three laughed together.

    Today''s children are too smart, but just five-year-old children are more careful than when they were young.

    Zhang''s father stretched out his little thumb, hooked up his fleshy finger and said catchy words: "OK, Grandpa and you have agreed that the hook will not change for a hundred years."

    The next day, in the rest ward.

    Nanfu held his newborn granddaughter wrapped in a quilt with both hands, and his face smiled like flowers.

    "Baby, come and grab grandpa''s hand. Cui''er, look at the child''s skin. It''s so red."

    Nanmu also didn''t see enough. She leaned aside and said, "it''s good for children to have red skin when they were young. It proves that they will have the same white and tender skin as Xiaoxi in the future."

    "Haha, haha, OK, it''s called Nan Yu, which means Zhong lingxiuyu. I think the word Yu is special," OK.

    Nanfu''s voice didn''t fall completely, and a light cough sounded from the hospital bed.

    Nanfu looked at his weak daughter and was interrupted. All his dissatisfied complaints dissipated. He quickly put on a soft tone and asked softly, "does my baby need my father to do anything for you?"

    Nanxi glanced sideways at Nanfu, who was not walking, and respectfully looked at Chen moucen behind her parents: "master, please give your child a name."

    "This..."

    Chen Mou Cen wanted to stop talking and looked at Nanxi''s parents. His eyes stayed for a few more seconds, especially on Nanfu''s face, whose face had changed.

    Nanmu hurriedly said, "OK, OK, please give it." Chen moucen''s feelings for Nanxi are no different from his father.

    Then he put his arm against Nanfu and whispered in his ear, "don''t forget, we agreed. Hanqi''s name starts from his ancestors, and the girl''s name makes Chen Laoqi."

    "I see." Nanfu whispered reluctantly.

    Then he tried to get back the happy mood, turned around and smiled at Chen Mou Cen and said, "yes, you are more educated than us. Come on."

    Chen moucen looked at the long red girl doll, sleeping sweetly, and a suitable name flashed in his head.

    "It''s called nanyunjing. The child''s first life has a big day and a big name."

    "OK."

    Nanxi and Nan''s mother agreed with one voice. Nan''s father was sad and always felt that he was not as good as Nan Yu.

    Apricot eyes looked at the child''s father, got spoiled, nodded, and they looked at each other and smiled.