Rebirth Era: After the Beautiful Sister-in-law Refuses to Open Business

"Me too."

Song Lan responded with a smile, and then said, "Do they look exactly the same? I heard the nurse talk about it in the delivery room."

"Do you want me to bring it over to you to see?"

Qin Yanzheng asked.

Song Lan: "Okay."

Before picking up his two sons, Qin Yanzheng first helped Song Lan sit up against the head of the bed, then he picked up the older brother and handed him to Song Lan, then he picked up the younger brother and brought him to Song Lan, saying:

"The second child has a lip mole near the bead of the lower lip. The mole is very small now and it is hard to see if you don't look closely. Apart from that, the second child is no different from the eldest.

By the way, the eldest weighs 5.12 pounds, and the second weighs exactly 5 pounds, so there’s not much difference in size.”

Hearing this, Song Lan exuded maternal love and said with a smile, "It seems that the two brothers were really friendly when they were in my belly. They didn't fight for nutrition and were both good babies. I heard from Brother Dongxu that you and Dad asked my grandfather to name the child, so let's give the two little guys some nicknames, what do you think?"

"I'll listen to you."

Qin Yanzheng had no objection.

"The elder brother is called Dabao, and the younger brother is called Erbao. Are these two nicknames good?"

Song Lan asked Qin Yanzheng.

"very good."

Qin Yanzheng nodded, and then said: "It is a blessing for these two brats to have the nicknames given by my wife!"

Song Lan couldn't help laughing when she heard this: "It hasn't been long since Dabao and Erbao were born, and you keep calling them brats. They are asleep now, and when they wake up and hear you calling them brats, they might cry and make a fuss with you."

"If they dare to make trouble, just wait to be beaten!"

Qin Yanzheng said this bluntly, causing Song Lan to laugh again: "Are you willing to do that?"

"As long as you're not angry with me, I have nothing to be reluctant about."

To him, his wife's mood is the most important. If those two brats dare to make his wife angry in the future, he, as a father, will never let them off easily!

Song Lan glared at the man and said, "Children need to be taught from a young age. Besides, no one is perfect. As parents, we cannot let our children make mistakes, but we cannot be too strict and not allow them to make mistakes. Do you understand what I mean?"

Qin Yanzheng: "If you make a mistake, you will be beaten!"

"Who said that? It's not terrible for children to make mistakes. As long as they are sincere in correcting their mistakes, we can't punish them arbitrarily."

Song Lan gave her insights.

"Okay, my wife and I will follow your example. You will take care of the education of our two boys in the future. If you can't control them, I will take care of them!"

If you make a mistake you will be beaten. This was actually something Qin Yanzheng said casually. His purpose was nothing more than to make his wife happy. He was not a hegemon who would hit children at will, nor was he a fire-breathing dragon who would lose control of his emotions over trivial matters and use force to solve problems.

However, then again, if a child makes a mistake and does not repent, it is still necessary to teach him a lesson or two, so that he does not change and continues down the wrong path.

Qin Yanzheng thought so, but he believed that the two little ones in his and Song Lan's arms would not show unrepentant rebellious behavior. After all, the growing environment and the teachings of their parents have a crucial influence on children.

Regarding these two aspects, Qin Yanzheng felt that there were no problems in their family.

Familiar footsteps were heard outside the ward door. Soon, Li Jumei pushed open the door and walked in. Behind her, Song Sanhe followed in carrying a lunch box.

"I came out of the bathroom and walked into this corridor and happened to meet your father who came to bring you chicken soup."

"Dad, you've worked hard. Thank you!"

After hearing what Li Jumei said, Song Lan immediately smiled and expressed his gratitude from the bottom of his heart.

"What are you saying, kid? That's your dad. How are you supposed to say thank you for bringing you chicken soup?!"

Li Jumei glanced at Song Lan, shook her head, and continued, "Don't say that kind of thing to your family, it's alienating."

"Mom, I didn't mean anything else. And 'thank you' doesn't mean being distant. It's polite. Even to your family, sometimes you need to say thank you. You can't take their efforts for granted."

Song Lan explained.

"You are the only one who has a lot of truth!"

Li Jumei shook her head again.

"Mom, Lanlan is right. As the younger generation, we can't take the efforts of our elders for granted. Otherwise, what's the difference between us and ungrateful people?"

Qin Yanzheng stood on Song Lan's side. After hearing what he said, Li Jumei was helpless: "Okay, you young people have read a lot of books, know a lot, and have a lot of truths. The brains of us old guys can't keep up with your pace. It's up to you!"

"Mom, in my heart, you and my dad are both capable people. How can such capable people not be smart?!"

Song Lan was talking, and when she saw Li Jumei and Song Sanhe looking at her, she couldn't help but smile: "I'm telling the truth, I'm not making it up to trick you."

"Dad, Mom, I agree with what Lanlan said."

Qin Yanzheng continued to stand on Song Lan's side.

The old family compound of the machinery factory.

Song Lan's home.

living room.

Old Mrs. Chen watched Old Mr. Chen flipping through the dictionary for several hours. He wrote down no less than a dozen names on the paper, still flipping through the dictionary tirelessly. She couldn't help but say:

"Xiao Qin's father is fine, but you insist on naming Lan Lan's child yourself. I really don't know what to say to you."

"My second brother and Xiao Qin have no objections, so please stop nagging me."

Mr. Chen didn't look at Mrs. Chen. His eyes fell on the open dictionary page: "Besides, when Xiao Qin called his father to announce the good news, he mentioned that I should name the two children. Xiao Qin's father on the other end of the phone also had no objection. You know this."

"Xiao Qin has said so much to his father. What else do you want him to say? Is he going to disagree and say that he is the child's grandfather and wants to name his grandson himself?"

Old Mrs. Chen rolled her eyes at Old Mr. Chen.

"We are all elders, so it doesn't matter who gives us the name."

Mr. Chen replied casually, "Mrs. Chen."

"Since they are all the same, why do you have to demand the right to name them?"

Old Mrs. Chen rolled her eyes again.

Mr. Chen was flipping through a dictionary, so naturally he didn't notice it as usual.

After a while, Mrs. Chen didn't wait for Mr. Chen to speak. She looked at the paper with a dozen names in front of Mr. Chen and said, "I think the two pairs of names, 'Shao Chen' and 'Shao Jin', 'Jun An' and 'Jun Ping', are good.

Why don't you just pick a couple and stop wasting time here."

Hearing this, Mr. Chen paused while flipping through the dictionary. After a moment, he closed the dictionary and looked up at Mrs. Chen: "So, do you think we should choose the names 'Shao Chen' and 'Shao Jin', or 'Jun An' and 'Jun Ping'?"

Without even thinking, Mrs. Chen said, "The last two."

"Okay, let's decide on the two names at the end: 'Jun'an' and 'Jun'ping'."

Mr. Chen said with a smile: "These two names are easy to write and have good meanings. My little great-grandson will definitely like them!"