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When he arrived at Fengjia's old house, the old man amused the two little guys for a while, and then ordered the servants to take them to rest.

When it comes to the name, in fact, when the baby was born, it was not that they didn't think about it, but they couldn't reach an agreement.

Chen Yinyin didn't like the name given by Feng Zhuo, but he hated it when she came up with it. In the end, the children were one month old and didn't have an official name.

Therefore, this glorious and arduous "task" fell on the old man.

At least they would not object to the name given by the old man.

"I have to think about it."

With a frown on his brow, Feng immediately asked the servant to move out all the books in the house, intending to give the two little guys a name with a good moral meaning by citing the classics.

After all, this is his great grandson and great granddaughter. He would like to give them all the best.

"The boy called How about the seal? "

Shi Jin

Chen Yinyin recited the name silently, which was also meaningful.

She glanced at Feng Zhuo and said, "grandfather's name is much better than your messy one."

The man choked: "it's much better than yours."

Chen Yinyin sneered at him and turned to the old man with a smile: "grandfather, this name is very good."

"As for the Girl Dolls..."

Feng Zhuo opened his mouth to Chen Yinyin while he was meditating.

"I've thought about it, two kids, one with your last name and one with me."

"Well?"

Chen Yinyin didn't expect that he would say so, and the old man was stunned.

Then she thought about it and replied solemnly, "Shijin is a good name, but if you have my surname Chen, it's better to have a surname of Feng."

Feng Laozi understood Sun Tzu's intention, and he was not an old-fashioned old man who attached so much importance to the inheritance of his family.

"No matter the surname is Feng or Chen, they are the treasure of our family."

In the end, Chen Yinyin decided to call her son Feng Shijin. As for her daughter's name, Feng Muyan, she had no special meaning. She just wanted her daughter to be beautiful and smart.

In this way, the name of the event settled.

In order to see the lovely great grandchildren, the old man beat around the Bush and hoped that his grandson and his daughter-in-law would live in the old house. However

"Yinyin knows the bed, but she can't sleep well in the old house."

Feng Zhuo is serious nonsense.

In fact, he just wanted to go back to the villa and "vegetarian" for several months. Some things were not convenient to do in his old house.

What's more, someone with thin skin is not an environment that makes her feel absolutely safe and familiar.

Tonight, he must have meat.

Hearing the speech, Chen Yinyin glared at him discontentedly.

This guy is really enough to throw the pot on her. It's too much!

"When will I say..." she retorted

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a man.

"I know you're not used to it. I'll go back to the villa tonight, darling."

Said, he also "dote" to touch her hair, a smile.

Who in the end has to go back to the villa?

"Grandfather, in fact, I think the old house..."

At this time, Feng Muyan's cry came from the baby room. It should be that she couldn't find her mother when she woke up. She couldn't feel the familiar smell and environment, so she couldn't adapt to it.

That cry, the sound of tearful and delicate, anyone who listened to feel worried, would like to immediately embrace in the arms coax.

Not waiting for Chen Yinyin's reaction, Feng Zhuo's speed is faster than anyone else, taking the lead in entering the baby room.

"What's wrong with her?"

The servant said, "the young lady should be hungry."

"Hungry..."

Feng Zhuo did not respond for a while, until Chen Yinyin came in.

She was a little embarrassed, said to the servant: "you go to busy, I come."

After the servant went out, she saw that Feng Zhuo was still there. She urged, "you go out too. I'll feed my daughter."

"Well?"

Feng Zhuo still didn't understand why the feeder needed him to go out.

"You Hurry up. "

She pushed him out with a red face and closed the door.

Until the cry from the door gradually become smaller, the man finally came back to God, also understand why she was just shy.

After thoroughly coaxing her daughter, Chen Yinyin opened the door of the room and looked up at the man's banter.

"Why?"

Chen Yinyin glared at him and walked away.

The man stretched out his long arm, raised his hand to block the door frame and leaned close to her.

"Shy?"

Chen Yinyin curled her mouth and said, "what's shy? I have nothing to be shy about. "The man holds her finger and smiles vaguely.

"What do you look like I haven't seen, eh?"

"Bang!"

Chen Yinyin sneered and firmly denied that she was shy.

"Now that the children are awake Let's go home, Mrs. Feng. "

In the last three words, he deliberately uses a banter tone to create a very ambiguous atmosphere.

"Well, you hold the baby!"

Chen Yinyin looks back at him. What color is this guy thinking about?

Having said that, she could not help but take her daughter from his arms when she saw someone holding her baby.

This is it? Is this father really close? She was a little distressed, poor little son

When Feng was in Feng Zhuo's arms, he didn't cry or make noise. He was staring at him with black almond eyes. He didn't look calm and calm. He didn't look like a one month old baby at all.

Feng Zhuo is also staring at him.

The father and son looked at each other for a long time, and then Feng Zhuo suddenly said, "Hello, little guy, I'm your father."

Obviously, Feng Shijin can't understand what he is saying, but it's also a coincidence. As soon as Feng Zhuo's voice falls, the little guy's head doesn't open. He really has a sense of "I'm too lazy to talk to you.".

Chen Yinyin couldn't help laughing: "look, your son doesn't want to pay attention to you."

"Stinky boy."

Feng Zhuo stretched out his hand to her: "give me your daughter, and give it to you."

The woman couldn't help laughing at his appearance.

"Mr. Feng, how old are you? What's your anger with the baby... "

Feng Zhuo pursed his lips and held out his hand.

At this time, Feng Muyan, who was lying in the arms of Chen Yinyin, had a reaction. She actually reached out to him, as if she was begging for a hug.

The man is proud of Chen Yinyin pick eyebrows, the daughter into the arms.

It has to be said that the feeling of holding a daughter and a son is quite different.

He probably understood why grandfather wanted to have a girl so much.

Feng Muyan's eyes, like black grapes, are very similar to her, but her nose and mouth are more like him.

Such a lovely soft glutinous daughter, really holding in the hand, afraid of falling, in the mouth afraid of melting.

Small Moyan waving a small fist, just full of sleep, she was full of energy, good mood, very give her father face.

Seeing him like this, Chen Yinyin couldn't help saying, "as a father, you can't treat women equally. You can't value women more than men."

"That's nature."

Feng Zhuo casually responded: "a series of training and growth plans have been made for him, and I attach great importance to it."

Chen Yinyin looked down at her son who didn't know anything in her arms and sighed: poor little guy, it's too miserable!