After a lively exchange of greetings, Yang Huazhong and the others invited everyone to sit in the main room.

Then everyone's attention shifted to Daan's son.

With the presence of the two higher-ranking great-grandfathers, Old Yangtou and Old Suntou, and Grandpa Zeng, Yang Huazhong, the quasi-grandfather, was squeezed out of the room and had no room for him.

So, Yang Huazhong stood aside with a grin on his face and watched with a smile. Looking at the pink and tender eldest grandson being held in Old Yangtou's arms, he felt as if he had eaten honey.

"Da'an, have you chosen a name yet?" Old Yangtou asked Da'an while teasing his three-month-old great-grandson.

Da'an was talking to others there. Hearing this, he smiled and said to Lao Yangtou: "Our generation is called Yong, and their generation is called Jin."

"The third brother's son is the eldest brother in this generation, and his name is Yang Jinhong. I am the second son, so I am called Yang Jinfeng, after the height of the mountain means peak."

"Feng'er?" Old Yang narrowed his eyes and tasted it carefully, "Well, this name is good, not tacky at all, then I'll call it Feng'er!"

"Didn't you give me a nickname?" From the side, Ms. Tan also asked curiously.

"Get a dog egg, an iron egg, a dog, a dog, a baby, etc., it's easy to feed!" Tan enthusiastically recommended several of them in one go.

Da'an smiled and said, "Nai, nicknames are usually given to children because their big names are bigger, and the children are naturally weak, so they are given nicknames to make them easier to support."

"My Feng'er's name is originally relatively low-key, but it doesn't matter whether it's big or small, so I won't use a nickname."

Mrs. Tan stopped chewing.

Others exaggerated what An said was right.

Only Yang Ruoqing smiled secretly in her heart.

Her brother's personality and thoughts are unknown to others, but she, her sister, knows them all.

My brother, I don’t like that kind of doggy name, and I can’t say it out loud.

Not to mention, her sister is the same.

It's okay to call other people's children by nicknames, but it's impossible for your own children to use such nicknames even to death.

The three-month-old furry child soon became sleepy. Xiaohua came over and took the child and carried it back to her and Daan's house in the backyard.

Mrs. Sun was left in the main room in the front yard by Guihua Dayun and the others to talk, while Yang Ruoqing picked up Feng'er's things and accompanied Xiaohua to the room in the backyard.

"Dad said he was going to cut wood again to give Feng'er a cradle, but I stopped him. This is the cradle Chen'er slept on when he was a child, and it's also new."

"When this cradle was built, wild peach trees were specially harvested. Wild peach trees can ward off evil spirits," she said.

Xiaohua said: "Sister, I remember, I was already at home at that time."

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

Xiaohua carefully put Feng'er into the cradle and said: "Feng'er sleeps in the cradle where my brother has slept. When he grows up, he will be as smart and sensible as his brother..."

Yang Ruoqing stood beside the cradle, looking at the pink and tender child in the cradle, her eyes and brows filled with fondness.

"This child, I think, looks more like you. A son looks like a mother." Yang Ruoqing looked at Feng'er carefully and said.

Xiaohua said: "A lot of people have said the same thing before. Hey, I feel a little guilty about it."

"Why do you blame yourself?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Xiaohua raised her hand and touched her face and said, "My face is not even good-looking among women. I can only say that it is still pretty and I won't scare anyone when I walk out."

"And Brother Da'an is so good-looking, and Feng'er looks like me. It's such a pity that Brother Da'an has such a good face..."

Hearing Xiaohua's self-blaming words, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Afraid of waking up Feng'er who had just fallen asleep, Yang Ruoqing quickly covered her mouth to prevent herself from laughing.

"Sister, are you still in the mood to laugh? I'm not joking, I'm serious. I'm really worried that Feng'er will not be outstanding in appearance when she grows up."

"He is the eldest son of Brother Da'an. When the time comes to go out with his father, people will ask me, I am a handsome man, why does my son look like this?"

"Hey, actually they don't understand, it's because there is a mother in the family who is holding me back!" Xiaohua covered her face in depression, feeling annoyed about her appearance for the first time.

Yang Ruoqing came over and held Xiaohua's hand and put it down, "You are now a mother, why are you still talking so childishly?"

"Feng'er is the son of you and Da'an. It is only natural that one of you should be like him."

"Besides, you're not ugly. We look like you, so there's nothing wrong with it?" she said.

"Really?" Xiaohua asked.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, "Will I still deceive you? If you were really that ugly and shameful woman, I wouldn't be able to match you up with Da'an. He is my biological brother!"

"You are the kind of person who looks good. The more you look at me, the better you look. I won't lie to you!"

Hearing this, Xiaohua smiled shyly.

"Sister, please stop praising me, I will be really embarrassed." Xiao Hua said.

Yang Ruoqing continued: "Besides, I think this child needs to be like his mother."

"Why? We women have had a hard time giving birth. We have been pregnant for ten months, and such a tiny seed has grown into such a big baby in our belly."

"The pain during birth is so painful that I have to live or die. The baby born must be like us, otherwise it will be fake!"

The last sentence "fake" made Xiaohua couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Feng'er in the cradle hummed, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she grinned and started crying.

"Wow……"

The cry of this furry baby is really nice.

Yang Ruoqing listened with a smile, watching the little palm-sized face turn red little by little, until the last thing left on her face was a big, howling mouth, with pink gums and a cute little pink tongue.

"We woke him up by talking." Yang Ruoqing said.

"It's probably because I'm hungry," Xiao Hua said.

"Does that mean feeding him milk or boiling goat milk for him to drink?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Before Xiao Hua came back, Yang Huazhong went to get a female goat and raised it in the backyard with the best fodder, just to be a 'nanny' for the Da Sun family at any time.

Xiao Hua said: "I still have a lot of milk, which is enough for him to eat now."

"Does it mean to hold it up and wrap it in a quilt and eat it, or how to eat it?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Xiaohua smiled mysteriously and said, "Sister, watch me perform my stunts."

She stood up and looked at the door to make sure no one was coming, then lifted up her shirt halfway and leaned down.

With both hands and arms supporting the armrests on both sides of the cradle, and her body lying on top of the cradle, Feng'er drank the milk...

"Wow, I've learned this trick, it's amazing!" Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"As time goes by, you will unlock many new breastfeeding positions." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

There was movement from the kitchen outside, and it seemed that food was about to be set.

Yang Ruoqing said to Xiao Hua: "The meal is about to be served. Once you have fed Feng'er, go and eat quickly. I will keep watch here."

Xiao Hua said: "Sister, let's go eat first. Feng'er always eats slowly. It won't be a problem if I eat later."

Yang Ruoqing said: "How about that? You guys just went home today, and I specially prepared delicious tube-shaped bone wild mountain mushroom soup for you. It will be great for stimulating lactation!"

Xiaohua smiled gratefully, her eyes filled with warmth.

"My family doesn't pay that much attention. Sister, just warm the food you left for me," she said.
Chapter completed!