Reborn on Top of Football

Listening to the women discussing the next gem investment trend, Wang Ai ended his lunch happily.

Originally planned to stay at home for a few more days, but Shi Wenjun, who had survived the difficult situation, drove Wang Ai back to work when he was being served by a man at night when he was about to go to bed: "My child and I are fine. You should go back soon. It's no use, I can't serve you now."

"Too short, isn't it?" Wang Ai said embarrassedly: "I went to the training camp within two days after I came back home. This is only two days after I came back. I'm going to leave just like that, it doesn't seem very good."

"Why not so good?" Shi Wenjun teased Wang Ai deliberately.

Wang Ai opened his mouth: "Well, I really don't understand why it's not so good."

"Okay." Shi Wenjun gave the man a look, lay down on the blanket, and then looked at the man whose daughter had just looked at the man who was laying on the floor: "A good man is ambition in all directions. Isn't it because of you that I am following you?" Don’t pick up the sesame seeds and throw the watermelon. Also, I actually like fans very much, or else I won’t scream with them in the group, don’t think too much. In fact, we’ve been together for so many years, what do you care about? It will be what I like, unless you deliberately **** me off."

Wang Ai chuckled, raised his arm and touched Little Beauty's face: "Good."

Waking up early in the morning, Wang Ai helped Shi Wenjun to wash, and accompanied her to take advantage of the sunshine when she was born on the grass in the courtyard. The little beauty found him annoying, so Wang Ai had no choice but to go out for morning exercises with a smile. When he came back, Wang Ai didn't mention the matter of leaving, and went around in a hurry. The little beauty spoke several times and finally endured it. He hadn't seen him for a few months after he left, obviously his career and achievements had already peaked, but he still had to endure the pain of separation between flesh and blood.

It wasn't until Wang Ai received a call from the club before dinner that Shi Wenjun hardened his heart and forced Li Jun to book an evening ticket.

When the parting came, Shi Wenjun suddenly remembered something: "Hey, have you thought about your daughter's name?"

"Ah? Didn't you start?" Wang Ai touched his head unexpectedly: "If I start, look at my name, so much, so much, so peaceful, right?"

Opposite the dining table, the expressionless Wang Bin lowered his head to eat again. Ai Xiaoqing squinted his eyes: Count your acquaintances!

Wang Aizhuang didn't see it, and then discussed with Shi Wenjun: "It's still your name, which has characteristics, right? So it's better to start with you."

"Don't you think about it at all? Don't you always say my name is very, very, um... don't you understand it very well?"

"Your name is... well, I understand..."

"Okay, it's so hard to speak. Your dad and I are illiterate, right? Would you change your name to Wang Er? Wang Da?" Ai Xiaoqing stared at Shi Wenjun only when he saw his son shrink his head. You can choose your child’s name as you like. You don’t need to think about us. The times are different, so you can make something nicer. Otherwise, Wang Sheng and Wang Zhonghua’s will be louder than the other, and the third child’s name will not match if you choose it casually."

Shi Wenjun and Wang Ai both breathed a sigh of relief, and Ai Xiaoqing also sighed secretly. In fact, after Xu Qinglian came to the house, the two of them regretted it a little bit. You look at the name of the other person? Looking back at the name of his own big baby again, Wang Dao... Grass!

But it was too late when he made up his mind to change his son's name! Before the country issued his ID card, he became famous all over the world. The real change of name is not the problem of the Public Security Bureau of LY City, but the problem of the Ministry of Education, the Central Committee of the Communist Youth League, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the Ministry of Culture, the General Administration of Sports, the problem of FIFA, the problem of the news agencies of most countries in the world!

That’s it for the son. There is still a chance to save the names of grandchildren and granddaughters. Fortunately, both Wang Sheng and Wang Zhonghua are well named. Now it's the granddaughter's turn.

When the food was almost done, Shi Wenjun resumed the topic: "Have you thought about it too?"

"Think about it." Wang Ai nodded honestly this time: "About three or four think it's okay."

"Then tell me, I'll choose."

"do you have?"

"I have it too. My dad has listed a lot, but I picked it up and picked it up, but I got dazzled."

"Yeah." Wang Ai groaned for a moment: "When the word Yan is back, the moon is full in the west building, how about Yanhui? How about Wang Yanhui?"

Shi Wenjun nodded slightly and thought, Wang Bin Ai Xiaoqing showed a basically satisfied look, even Leo Ni was a little fascinated.

Wang Aicai continued: "Last night, the rain and wind were violent, and the heavy sleep could not help the residual wine. Wang Yushu? The sky meets the clouds and the waves and the morning mist, the galaxy wants to turn a thousand sail dances, Wang Fanwu? Shuang, Wang Yeshuang?"

"Stop." Shi Wenjun raised his hand: "Let me think about it."

Leoni interrupted: "I think they are all artistic and beautiful. Mom and Dad, what do you think?"

"Mom and Dad" who were suddenly called "Mom and Dad" were all shocked. Wang Bin could sit still anyway. Ai Xiaoqing sighed deeply: "You girl hasn't changed his mouth for several years. What happened suddenly? "

"Envy, jealous and hate." Leo Ni replied leisurely: "This little girl is only a few days old, so many people treat her well? What about me, alas! Being alone is so miserable, isn't it the father and mother who is the worst?"

Ai Xiaoqing stroked her forehead, this foreign daughter-in-law is really a bit lively, as brave as the dead girl Qinglian! The difference is only one introverted and one out, both are good guys of first-class!

Shi Wenjun frowned and savored for a while: "Why are they all from Li Qingzhao?"

Wang Ai smiled and said: "This is the only one who has glorious ancient and modern female literati and has many works. Since we want to give our daughter a rich charm, it is best to find it from her works."

"Then which one do you think is better?"

"Yanhui." Wang Ai said affirmatively: "Although your name is not Zhaojun, but it is somewhat of a meaning, Yanhui, isn't this coming or going?"

"But it wasn't someone who went, did the letter come back?" Shi Wenjun asked.

Wang Ai shook his head: "If you want to explain it this way, there are loopholes in any name. No wonder you are picky."

There was still some time after the meal. Shi Wenjun simply took out the alternative answers from her and studied it with Wang Ai. At the end of the research, Wang Ai was also dazzled, and thought that this or that is fine. The loopholes, the imperfections, there was not much time until Wang Ai's boarding, and he had to leave, and it was not fixed.

Worthy of being a naughty girl!

"You choose, just tell me when you choose." Wang Ai pulled his luggage and waved to Shi Wenjun: "The children depend on you."

Leo Ni took Wang Ai's arm and nodded to Shi Wenjun: "The children depend on you."

Shi Wenjun held his daughter in one hand, and held Wang Zhonghua, who "mother is gone, can play casually" with the other hand. He couldn't help but roll his eyes.