Urban Sims

"Congratulations, Mr. Zhou, your wife gave birth to a boy for you."

A young nurse smiled and handed the squirming baby to Zhou Ming, letting him see the little loach in the baby's crotch.

boy?

Zhou Ming was slightly startled, it turned out to be a boy.

He thought it would be a little princess.

"Xiao Zhou, what are you still doing? Hurry up and help distribute red envelopes! Thank you to these hard-working nurses."

Next to him, his mother-in-law Song Yaqin reminded him while handing out red envelopes.

"Oh~"

Zhou Ming quickly took out a stack of thick red envelopes from his pocket, handed them to these extremely tired nurses one by one, and kept saying thank you.

After the baby was sent to the bathroom in a stroller, Su Yuxiang was also transferred to the ordinary nursing ward.

After a while, the baby who had been washed was carefully carried back to the ward by his mother-in-law Song Yaqin. She muttered indifferently: "My dear grandson, my dear dear grandson~" A kind smile appeared on his face. Upgraded She didn't know how happy she was to become a grandmother.

Zhou Ming stayed by his wife's side, held her hand, looked at her pretty pale face, kissed her forehead with great distress, and said warmly: "Thank you for your hard work, wife."

"It's not hard."

The woman shook her head, her face full of maternal glory and pride after completing a noble mission.

Seeing that the man was not particularly happy, he asked, "What? You don't like your son?"

Zhou Ming shook his head: "No, my son is pretty good, but I think my daughter is quieter and more well-behaved."

My son is a bit naughty. Growing up, I don’t know how much I have to worry about. Although I raise my son to prevent him from getting old, when he gets really old, it would be nice not to let his parents worry about him anymore.

Daughters are the caring little cotton-padded jackets of their parents. They mature early and become sensible quickly. After giving birth to children, they are more likely to understand the difficulties of their parents and are often more filial... even if they are not always around their parents.

These are the truths that Zhou Ming came to in his many life experiences and are suitable for most situations.

So he wants a daughter more.

"I think my son is easy to take care of, and my daughter is also naughty."

Su Yuxiang was different. She liked her son more. Even when she was pregnant, she kept talking about having a son every day. Now, her dream has come true.

It's just that Zhou Ming was a little depressed and muttered in his heart: Boy, it's really difficult to cultivate talents.

"You are stupid. You are fighting over whether a boy is a good girl or a good girl. Why don't you just have another baby in two years? The first baby will be a baby, and the second baby will definitely be a girl."

Song Yaqin, who was holding her grandson in her arms, interjected and sighed: "The current policy is better. You can have two or three children. Just give me a few more! I'm going to retire soon. I have plenty of time to help you take care of your children."

"I know, Mom, you almost think of me as a sow."

Su Yuxiang rolled her eyes at her mother. When she saw her son, she said again: "Mom, give me my son. I want to see my baby."

"Okay, let me show you." Song Yaqin handed the child over and placed it next to her pillow.

"Good baby, I'm good baby."

Looking sideways at the baby in front of her, Su Yuxiang's motherly glow became even brighter. She even brought her nose close to her and rubbed her son's white and tender face twice, her face filled with a happy smile.

At this scene, Zhou Ming also felt that his heart was melted and turned into full happiness.

"Hey, have you decided on the name of the child? What name did you give the child?" Su Qingrong asked. If the name hasn't been chosen yet, he just came up with a good name.

"I took it early. I took it when I was pregnant." Su Yuxiang turned her head and said.

"what is it call?"

"Zhou Yuhu! Jade of jade, tiger of tiger."

"Zhou Yuhu... what is this name? My good daughter, you are a university professor, why can't you choose a name with some literary depth?"

Su Qingrong's glasses are about to fall off. How dare you come up with such a name for your daughter when you are ten months pregnant? Zhou Yuhu, this name is too common, right?

"In this way, I also came up with a name, Zhou Junxuan, handsome and majestic..."

"don't want!"

Su Yuxiang interrupted her father: "My name is Zhou Yuhu. This name has both the nobility and delicacy of jade, and the majesty and domineeringness of tigers. Jade means silence, and tigers mean movement. Every quietness and movement means calmness and calmness in the face of danger." ...As for Xuan and handsome people, I have known these names before, but they are almost ruined now. Among my colleagues and best friends, no matter boys or girls, there are already seven or eight names with the word "Xuan" in them. I don't want to talk to them. Crash."

The so-called elegance and vulgarity will change with the development of the times. In the past, people liked to give their children names such as "Gouzi" and "Aniu". They thought that cheap names would make a living, and few people chose elegant names.

Nowadays, living conditions are affluent, and naming children has become more particular. As a result, they rush to use those nice words, which leads to a crash phenomenon that will embarrass parents. When the children grow up, they will also feel that they are ordinary, because there are many people in the class. There are more than a dozen names similar to his, but he is nothing special.

Zhou Ming also nodded: "When you name your child, you must give it something different. Like those emperors in ancient times, common people had to avoid their names, or name yourself something a bit unfamiliar... I think Zhou Yuhu There shouldn’t be too many duplicates of this name across the country, and there is a hint of imperial aura in this name..."

The spirit of an emperor?

Su Qingrong shook his head violently. He just gave him a name and looked like an emperor. What the hell is this?

However, when I looked at the child, I saw that his thick limbs were kicking, and he was fierce. There was a hint of domineering between his eyebrows, and his shining eyes revealed a hint of extraordinaryness.

Zhou Yuhu, this name is really good.

…

the next day.

"Little Tiger! Little Tiger!"

"My precious grandson, smile and give grandma a smile."

"Hahaha, so good, so good!"

Zhou Ming's mother, Wang Xiaoxia, kissed her grandson several times on the face and smiled from ear to ear.

After hearing that their grandson was born, Zhou Ming's parents flew over overnight. As soon as they arrived at the hospital, they complained about Zhou Ming, why he didn't notify them earlier, so they didn't get to see their grandson as soon as possible.

"Yuxiang's delivery date is a few days earlier than the expected date of delivery. You could have seen it originally." Zhou Ming explained.

"Grandson, grandson! Give me a hug!"

Wang Xiaoxia, who was walking as fast as a gust of wind, ignored Zhou Ming and walked into the ward. When she saw her grandson, her eyes immediately lit up. With a "wow" sound, she rushed over in three steps and let the whole hospital building know. They all laughed in shock.

Crazy happy.

Her mother, Wang Xiaoxia, was so crazy that she and her in-law Song Yaqin fought to hold her grandson for several days. Sometimes they even hugged her for several hours without feeling tired. They also argued many times about whose nose, eyes, and eyebrows the grandson looked like. There was a heated argument about who to look like, and they almost got into a quarrel because of serious differences of opinion. Zhou Ming, who had a big headache, had to step forward to break up the fight when something seemed to be wrong.

"Son, if you and Yuxiang keep up their hard work, we will have two or three more grandchildren. One grandson will not be enough for me and my in-laws to share!" My mother, Wang Xiaoxia, also laughed like this.

"Okay, okay, okay, ten or eight babies will be born, let's see if you can take them with you." Zhou Ming said helplessly.

…

"I want to be this child's godmother. From now on, Zhou Yuhu will be my godson, Song Feifei!"

Song Feifei, who came to visit the hospital that day, fell in love with the big-eyed, white-skinned little tiger at first sight. She held him in her arms with great joy, kissed him several times, and even wanted to be his godmother!

Zhou Ming looked at Song Feifei's petite appearance and muttered in his heart: You are like a child who has not grown up, how can you still be a godmother?

"Hehehe~"

Xiaohu giggled at Song Feifei and seemed to like this "godmother" very much. Song Feifei was overjoyed. After that, she often went to Zhou Ming's home to visit her godson.

A week later.

Su Yuxiang left the hospital and went home to recuperate. Zhou Ming's parents moved into the bedroom to the north. Zhou Ming also collected all the messy and weird things and stored them in the building. He bought them In the other house, confidentiality is guaranteed.

In the next month, Zhou Ming became very busy. On the one hand, he had to take care of his wife who was in confinement, help with the children, prepare the children's full moon wine, invite relatives and friends, and book hundreds of tables in the hotel.

There are also matters related to the two companies. Zhou Ming has to spend at least half a day to deal with them every day.

Especially for Chuangshen Technology, which was being formed, many things were inseparable from him as the top decision-maker.

There are also things on the Tech Tree Network and things in the copy of "Galaxy Legend". Zhou Ming, who is so busy, has no time to take care of and pay attention to it. Unless there is a particularly urgent and special situation, he has no time to take care of it.

Now, his main focus is family, being a good husband to his wife, and a good father to his children... Before these two things, everything else is secondary.

Although updates are king, the author is really overdrawn during this period. His mind often goes blank and he doesn’t know what to write. During this time, let Ming Jian make some adjustments. Updates will be slowed down a bit, twice a day. Update, no less than 5,000 words, wait until the situation is better, then break out