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"My brother's is Zhou Zhijin."

When Grandpa Zhou heard that it was Zhou Zhijin, he instantly became jealous.

How come the name Lao Xu came up with was chosen?

But the name he chose was never brought to the table.

"What about my brother's?"

"My younger brother's is Zhou Zhiyan."

"Good good."

"One name for each person, just right."

The name given by Grandpa Xu was selected, and the name given by Grandma Zhou was also selected.

Now the two grandfathers finally have nothing to quarrel about.

"Zhou Zhijin means being positive, moving forward courageously, and daring to follow."

"Zhou Zhiyan means joy, happiness and happiness."

The names of the two children have different meanings, and they are the blessings and expectations of the elders for the two children.

"It's a good name."

Xu Qingluo was satisfied with the names of both children.

Neither name seems tacky or overly common.

"Come."

"This is the gift from Grandma Zeng to Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan."

"Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan, I hope you grow up healthy and safe."

Grandma Zhou smiled and placed the two big red envelopes she had prepared next to the two children.

Seeing this, the elders in the family took out the red envelopes they had prepared, placed them next to the two children, and kept saying blessings.

Liang Ruge secretly stuffed two red envelopes into Xu Shangyuan's hands.

Xu Shangyuan took it with a smile and placed it next to his two nephews.

"Grow up healthy."

Everyone who came to visit Xu Qingluo and the children brought gifts for the two children as if they had made an appointment.

The amount in the red envelope is an auspicious number. The money is not much, but the thought is deep.

A burst of laughter came from the ward.

The two children were awakened by the adults' laughter, and as soon as they woke up they started whimpering and about to cry.

"Keep your voice down."

Grandma Zhou quickly spoke up to interrupt everyone's laughter.

Especially Grandpa Zhou’s laughter, it was so loud.

When Grandpa Zhou saw that his two great-grandchildren were woken up, he immediately closed his mouth and dared not make any more noise.

"Is the child hungry?"

Zhou's mother walked over and touched the diapers of the two children. The diapers were dry, so they must be hungry.

"Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan have only been fed warm water since they were born."

"I guess he's hungry."

When Grandma Zhou saw that her two great-grandchildren were hungry, she quickly drove everyone out of the ward, especially the men.

"Get out, get out, everyone."

Everyone left, leaving only Xu's mother, Zhou's mother and Zhou Yuheng in the ward.

"Xiao Luo."

"Try feeding it and see if there is milk."

Zhou's mother first handed her younger brother to Xu Qingluo, and Xu Qingluo took the child over.

It was also her first time holding a baby, and her posture was a little stiff.

"It's okay, just relax."

"The more relaxed you are, the more comfortable your child will be."

Zhou's mother instructed her how to hold the baby, and Xu Qingluo relaxed her arms.

Sure enough, the brother in my arms showed a comfortable expression.

Xu Qingluo was amused by the comfortable and enjoyable expression on her little son's face.

Zhou's mother taught her how to breastfeed step by step.

Xu Qingluo followed Zhou's mother's instructions, and his younger brother had his first meal smoothly.

The children were sucking milk in big gulps. Both children had not eaten for more than ten hours since they were born.

This time, I ate to my heart's content.

The younger brother never thought of leaving some food for his older brother.

After drinking the milk from one side, my younger brother was still not satisfied. He started crying at the top of his lungs, crying like a kitten.

"Brother hasn't drunk it yet."

"You little greedy cat."

Xu Qingluo listened to the child's crying without any mercy.

Although my younger brother is rather thin, his weight is up to standard.

We cannot give his brother's share of food to him just because he is thinner than his brother.

Once this habit is formed, my brother will inevitably be ignored in the future.

"Don't cry, don't cry, grandma will hold you."

Zhou's mother was heartbroken, but she did not interfere with how Xu Qingluo distributed food rations for the two children.

As a grandmother, she can feel sorry for the child, but she cannot control her daughter-in-law's body or how her milk is distributed.

"Ah Heng, come and hold me."

Xu Qingluo did not let Zhou's mother hold the baby, but asked Zhou Yuheng, who was standing aside like a fool, to hold the child.

Zhou's mother also reacted.

As a father, my son has never been close to his two children.

"Yes!"

"Xiaoheng, you haven't even held a baby yet!"

"I can not."

Zhou Yuheng spoke directly. When he saw his two sons were so small, he didn't dare to touch them.

Even when he touched his two sons' little hands and faces, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

He was afraid that his rough hands would accidentally hurt his two sons.

"You're the father."

"You can't just not hold the baby forever, right?"

"hurry up."

Zhou's mother gave her daughter-in-law a warning look, saying that from now on she would have to feed and change diapers in the middle of the night.

My daughter-in-law is still in confinement after giving birth.

You can't let her daughter-in-law do these things, right?

If Zhou Yuheng, as a father, only sows seeds and does not take care of the children,

Don't even think about it.

Zhou Yuheng was stared at by Zhou's mother and Xu Qingluo, and Xu's mother also stared at him while holding her brother.

Zhou Yuheng stepped forward with his head held high, and looking at the child being handed to him, he suddenly didn't know where to start.

"The hand went through the child's back."

"Have the child lie on your arms."

Zhou's mother stepped forward to guide Zhou Yuheng to hold the child. Zhou Yuheng took the child and his arms were stretched straight.

"Keep your arms bent."

"Don't drop the baby."

Mother Zhou was so frightened when she saw his arms stretched straight out like two sticks.

Cold sweat kept breaking out on Zhou Yuheng's forehead. He felt like he was holding a bomb and dared not move.

Zhou Yuheng looked down at his little son in his arms, and the father and son stared at each other.

The vision of a newborn baby is still blurry.

But Xiaoyuan felt unwell and started crying in a kitten-like voice.

"Take it away, take it away quickly."

Zhou Yuheng kept asking his mother to take the child away, and he was so flustered that he looked like he was dancing.

Zhou's mother pretended not to hear. Xu Qingluo and Xu's mother couldn't help laughing when they saw Zhou Yuheng's appearance.

No one paid any attention to Zhou Yuheng, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

It's not right to lose this thing in my hand, and it's not right not to lose it.

With no one to help, Zhou Yuheng had to take on the responsibility of being a father.

While I was in a panic, I didn't dare let the child fall.

"Stop jumping."

"The baby will spit up soon."

Zhou's mother scolded him angrily, then stepped forward and changed the position of the child so that he was lying on top of him.

"After the child finishes drinking milk."

“Give your child a gentle pat on the back.”

"So the child doesn't choke on the hiccups."

The child lay on Zhou Yuheng's chest, and the child lay on Zhou Yuheng's body like a kitten.

Zhou Yuheng leaned back slightly and burped his little son who was lying on him as his mother instructed.

Zhou Yuheng didn't dare to use force. His hands, which were used to burp the baby, felt as if they were broken, limp and powerless.

Zhou's mother was speechless when she saw him like this, but she still patiently guided him.

"Try harder."

"What if I smack him to death?"