Tian Fengchuan hugged Chen Shuhui and sat on the sofa. He sat on the bench opposite her, blocking Li Hongzao's view: "How did you get to the hospital? Are you walking? Are you tired... take the bus? There must be many people there. It's very hot! Have a good rest and don't be tired of my son!"

Li Hongzao smiled, almost forgot that she was pregnant. She was pregnant with their golden grandson, so take a break.

Chen Shuhui looked at Li Hongzao's back and quietly said to Tian Wuchuan: "What should I do with the two girls?"

"What should I do?" He stretched Chen Shuhui's head over and asked her to look at himself: "Two daughters, just two daughters, are mine, and I like them both."

Sitting on the sofa opposite, Tian Fusong immediately covered his forehead with his hands and smiled. His iceberg brother turned into such an expression. His mouth was so sweet that he had no face to look at it.

Is this still an iceberg? Is this rock candy?

Tian Fenglin also smiled and whispered in the kitchen: "I can't stand it anymore."

Ren Hong stood beside her, smiling without a smile.

Li Hongzao couldn't laugh. She walked to the kitchen door and shouted to Tian Wuchuan, Chen Shuhui: "Hey, you can't talk nonsense. This is unfortunate! Just say it's a boy, two boys! Good luck! Hey? What do you think these two names are nicknames? Good luck! How happy!"

Chen Xiao'e didn't find it funny at all, so she poured cold water on Li Hongzao: "You're still worried about where your wife is from Tian Fushan and Tian Fushui. Give your grandson a good name."

Li Hongzao didn't care, and even looked at Tian Fuchuan, "Good luck, is that good?"

Chen Shuhui looked at Tian Fuchuan's trembling eyelashes and smiled. He obviously didn't like the name.

But Li Hongzao kept looking at them.

Chen Shuhui said: "It's two boys, it's a good fortune! If it's two girls, don't think about it."

Li Hongzao immediately spat: "You can't say so quickly. You can't say that." But Chen Shuhui has a good temper. She is a good girl.

She returned to the kitchen and started cooking with satisfaction. The eldest grandson of the Tian family's generation was her nickname!

She hopes and expects from the bottom of her heart that these are two boys.

Tian Fengchuan couldn't laugh. He stretched out his hand and pointed at Chen Shuhui's little nose. He said in a muffled voice: "I have always hated my name before. Guoqiang and National Day can become a nickname. Isn't this better than good luck?"

Chen Shuhui smiled and revealed two deep dimples: "I think good luck and wealth are better than Guoqiang and National Day."

"I agree." Tian Fusong nodded opposite.

Unexpectedly, my brother's naming level is so low.

Chen Shuhui said under Tian Fengchuan's deep gaze: "How about giving one to grandpa and the other to dad?"

She originally wanted to think about it herself, but when she thought of the Tian family, she probably wanted to name his great-grandson, so she would not make money from the elderly.

No matter what, there will be children in the future. First of all, let's discuss it one by one. It's always her turn to be a mother.

I don't know if it was Chen Shuhui's idea or something, which calmed Tian Fengchuan down. He nodded to Chen Shuhui and stopped talking.

Ren Hong in the kitchen listened to her husband and other women talking happily about the child's name, tears flowing into the vegetable pot.

Tian Fulin saw it, frowned, and didn't say anything.
Chapter completed!