The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

Luo Ge'er picked up the little guy, and soon someone came over to take a look.

One person touched the little hands, another pinched the little feet, and there was even a woman who went to look at the red mole.

After all, I have never seen a boy who is so strong when he is born.

The kid slept a lot to begin with, and after being held by Luoger for a while, he yawned, blinked his eyes, and then closed them, and even opened his mouth when he fell asleep.

It is not advisable to hold such a big baby all the time, otherwise you will get greedy and won't be able to put it down. Chu Xiao didn't understand these things. The women in the room kept telling him their experiences.

As they were talking, Brother Lin suddenly asked, "What's the nickname of this baby?"

Children in the village are usually registered after they are one month old, and their names are mostly determined at that time, but nicknames are thought of early and are called as soon as the children are born.

However, Chu Xiao and Yan Zhenshen, both of whom are bad at naming, really never mentioned this matter. All day long, they called him your son, brat, child, and little baby.

There are many titles, but none of them can be considered names.

Chu Xiao couldn't think of anything for a moment. He couldn't just follow the order of the hunting dogs and line up at the back. If he dared to do that, Zhao Guizhi would definitely not agree.

Let’s leave such a brain-burning thing to Brother Shen to think about.

The sun was getting bigger and bigger. There were so many people in the house that even the adults couldn't stand the heat, not to mention the children. They just sat in groups of three or four under the eaves outside.

After the Chen hour, Zhao Guizhi came over to hold the baby, and the third-day bath was about to begin.

Chu Xiao didn't need to go out at this time, he just needed to rest in the house.

The main courtyard is bustling with activity right now, and the process is no different from when Dongdong had his third day bath.

Because everyone knows that the things thrown into the basin during the third day of the baby's birth are for the midwife, and no one would put valuable items in it.

People like Qiao Qingyun, Lu Zhicheng and Hu Langzhong who are generous with their money only have to put in twelve copper coins, and if they want to give gifts to the little kids, they can just give them out privately.

Chu Xiao looked at the gold locket customized by Qiao Qingyun, the peace locket brought by Lu Zhicheng, and the sachet prepared by Doctor Hu.

There was also a jade ruyi the size of a palm that was handed over by Lu Zhicheng, which was said to be a gift from their new neighbor.

"New neighbor?" Chu Xiao could guess who it was, but there were quite a few people in the village today, and he didn't hear anyone mention that anyone had moved into the big house.

"Brother Lu said it was already the 6th or 7th day. He came in the middle of the night, so the villagers didn't know about it."

"He never went out?" Chu Xiao was a little curious about who he was and what kind of relationship he had with the Yan family. It was impossible for him to give such a big gift to a neighbor's child on his third birthday. If that was the case, even if he had a huge fortune, it would not be enough to spend it.

"This..." Yan Zhenshen hesitated for a moment before he whispered, "It is said that he has a brain injury."

"Stupid?"

Yan Zhenshen immediately stopped his husband from speaking without thinking: "Don't talk nonsense like that."

Chu Xiao rolled his eyes. If you don’t want to tell me, then don’t tell me. He doesn’t want to know yet.

He took out the sachet and placed it next to the little guy, and put the rest back into the box.

The little kid can’t carry these things now. Even the longevity lock made by Zhao Guizhi can only be carried today, otherwise I’m really afraid that the little guy will grab them and put them in his mouth one day.

I originally wanted to put it in a space, but then I thought better of it. Who knows, his mother might want to let the little guy wear it one day, so I asked Yan Zhenshen to put it in the cabinet.

Suddenly I remembered the question of the baby's name, so I asked Yan Zhenshen.

Naturally, the men today also asked this question. Since it is a nickname, it is fine to just call it by family members, so there is no need to worry about the artistic conception.

Many men also gave suggestions. When they saw the flowers in the yard, they said one thing, and when they saw the jujube tree, they called it red dates, and when they saw the sapling tree, some said that the one born in summer should be called Xia Xia, which was a perfect match for a baby marriage with Dong Dong.

Yan Zhenshen's face turned dark at that time. It was not that he felt that Dongdong was not good, but that his little brother had just been born and he hadn't spoiled him enough, so why should he be promised to someone else?

He didn't even want his third sister to marry out, let alone his son, so in the future it must be...

Wang Wu is a smart man. As an experienced person, he knows what Yan Zhenshen is thinking. Child marriage is bullshit. Xiao Ge'er and Zhang Yiyu are the best proof of this.

By then, the marriage might not be successful, and there might be rift between him and the Yan family.

The man who said this smiled and joked: "If you say so, why not wait until your wife gives birth to another girl or boy, and then just promise my Dongdong the child."

"It will take a while, but my wife's next baby will definitely be a boy."

The men were noisy and joking with each other, and the matter was left unsolved.

Yan Zhenshen was quite distressed when Xiao Ge'er mentioned the name again.

If his little brother's nickname is too feminine, his husband will definitely not be happy about it. But if he is given a name that sounds like a man, his mother will also object.

He was terrible at naming, and now he couldn't even think of a suitable word.

"Have you thought it through?" Chu Xiao kicked the man who looked thoughtful.

"Let me think about it again." Yan Zhenshen said.

He thought about this all the way to the next day, until Chu Xiao asked him to catch fish and shrimp for him because he wanted to eat drunken shrimp.

Yan Zhenshen slapped his forehead and said, "Yes, how about calling him Xiao Yu'er?"

Chu Xiao shook the small wooden fish in his hand: "Little fat fish?"

This seemed appropriate, so I went to tease the little guy on the bed: "Fat fish, fat fish, little fat fish."

I don’t know if it was because Chu Xiao rubbed his face and it hurt, or if he didn’t like the name, but the little guy burst into tears.

Yan Zhenshen quickly picked up the child and said, "Not fat, not fat. Our little fish is not fat at all."

Chu Xiao looked at the diaper that was wet again and said with a sigh: "He doesn't understand again, that's because he peed."

My family thinks the name Xiaoyuer is pretty good. It’s just a nickname anyway, and no one will call it that after two years.

Just like the ones in his family, they had it before, but if you ask them now, they probably don’t even remember it.

"Mom, what are they called?" Chu Xiao was quite curious.

Zhao Guizhi smiled as she bathed Xiao Yu'er and said, "Back then, nicknames were all crude, saying that it would be easier to raise them. The eldest son seemed to be called Daniu."

"The second child was called Erhu at that time, and Xiaobei was born in poor health, so he was called Maoer. It is said that cats have nine lives."

Zhao Guizhi laughed as she spoke: "I think my names are pretty accurate. The eldest is calm and steady, the second is fierce, and you see, our little Bei is as well-behaved as a kitten."

Chu Xiao laughed and agreed, but he was secretly complaining that his brother Shen only appeared calm on the surface, but was actually a man with many bad intentions.

Yan Zhennan is a smart man, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to kidnap Qiao Qingyun.

As for Xiaobei, since he dared to fight with the county magistrate's nephew, I'm afraid he wouldn't be a very good boy.

"What about the third sister?"

Zhao Guizhi looked up at Chu Xiao and said with a smile: "Isn't this her nickname?"

Chu Xiao: “…” He was indeed ignorant. It turned out that nicknames could be given in this way.