Regarding Fu Baobao's name, Fu Chen was still thinking about it and trying to be as low-key and connotative as possible. However, the old man came over that day and left for supper. On the dining table, he said that he had named Fu Baobao.

Fu Qinyuan.

"What do you think of this name?" The old man was happy, obviously he was very satisfied.

Yan Wangchuan and Qiao Aiyun looked at each other and delegated power to Song Fengwan as a matter of naming, so naturally they had no objection, so for a moment, Song Fengwan became the focus of everyone.

Song Fengwan was very confused about the name, and Mr. Fu's proposal solved the urgent problem.

"Cough--" Fu Chen coughed and gave her a wink.

As Duan Linbai said, this name is too domineering.

Song Fengwan turned his head and looked to one side. He was being held by a confinement nanny and was walking back and forth in the living room. "Do you think it sound good?"

The child could understand this. When he saw his mother laughing at him, he responded to her, "Ahhh--"

"Ahemhe—" Fu Chen coughed again.

"What's wrong with you? Your voice is not good?" Old Fu hummed.

Is it a secret code under his nose to treat him as a dead person?

Song Fengwan seemed to have not received the signal from Fu Chen, and turned his head and smiled at Old Fu, "I think it's pretty good, it sounds very nice."

"That's settled, haha--"

After the old man finished his meal, he laughed to the sky and went out.

When she returned to the house, Song Fengwan was changing the diapers for Fu Baobao. Fu Chen stood beside him, "Do you know what the meaning of this name means?"

"I know."

Song Fengwan is a professional Chinese painting, and Qin is originally the name of an ancient divine beast, so he naturally has some knowledge.

"It's probably inappropriate to choose such a domineering name, too arrogant."

Song Fengwan suddenly smiled, "Can a name determine his life? Look at Jiang Er's name is Jiang Yihan. This name is very gentle and confucian, but what did he look like in the end?"

Jiang Ershao was suffering physically and mentally at home at this time, and had no idea that he had been blackened by his goddess once.

"And my cousin's name is my aunt's hometown name. What can I decide based on the location?"

"You are a dick, but you are not a restrained person either."

Fu Chen didn't expect that the fire would burn on his head, "Am I not restrained?"

Who doesn’t say he is low-key in the entire Beijing circle?

"You are usually introverted. If you want to make trouble, you will be very arrogant."

"So you agree with your father's proposal?"

"It's mainly because it sounds pretty good."

“…”

Fu Chen didn't expect that this was the last reason Song Fengwan gave?

Good sound!

However, since the name was decided, Fu Chen went to the household registration authority the next day to apply for him to register. When he saw the extra person on the household registration book, his heart was inexplicably soft.

Fu Baobao’s full moon wine was in August. A few days ago, it happened to be a typhoon. Fu Chen and Song Fengwan were worried that the bad weather would continue and the banquet would not be possible. Unexpectedly, two days before the full moon wine.

The wind stops and the rain stops, and when the sun rises, everything is full of vitality.

The old man said bluntly that the little guy is a lucky star.

People who come on the full moon wine can naturally not compare with the wedding. After all, it is a working day and everyone has something to do.

The Qiao family came the day before. Fu Chen had some urgent matters at the company at that time and couldn't hurry to greet him. When he got home, he saw Xiao Yan Xiansen holding a watermelon, holding a spoon, scooping a bite of the watermelon for himself, and then scooping a bite of it and handing it to Qiao Zhichu.

Both of them had a mouthful of watermelon juice.

Xiao Yan Xiansen doesn’t know how to feed people, so he basically just stuffs it.

"Hello uncle." Qiao Zhichu spoke earlier than the ordinary child, but she didn't walk very neatly and needed to hold on to something.

"Yes." Fu Chen looked at Qiao Zhichu.

His eyebrows and eyes were a little wider than before, and he gave birth to the phoenix eyes unique to the Qiao family, which also had the coldness unique to Tang Jingci. At this time, his face was still fat and looked cute.

If it takes a few years, this way will not be easy for people to get close to.

"I'm going to disturb your house tonight." Tang Jingci smiled. In fact, she originally booked a hotel, but she just greeted the two elders of the Fu family, saying that Fu Chen's place is spacious and there are free rooms, so she asked their family to come and stay directly.

"polite."

As soon as Fu Chen finished speaking, he saw Qiao Xiyan on one side suddenly laughing at himself, "How are you doing recently? Are you okay?"

He naturally refers to taking care of children.

"good."

How could Fu Chen admit that he was crazy by Fu Baobao several times in the evening. He really wanted to give him...

Qiao Siyan seemed to see through him, walked over and patted his shoulder, "Actually, this is a necessary process for being a father. It is actually very simple to solve the problem."

"Solved?" Fu Chen frowned.

"Just one word." Qiao Xiyan was the most difficult time. Qiao Zhichu could speak at this time. He could say whatever he wanted, and he was not so noisy at night.

"What?" Fu Chen was curious. There was a solution to this thing.

"Tolerate!"

Fu Chen's eyes flashed, which was vain.

...

The full moon banquet was held in the largest restaurant in the capital. Many people came that day. Song Fengwan had been in the lounge behind, and most of the women who went to visit him were from the family.

It's nothing more than giving gifts, so I'll praise you.

"Wanwan, you go change your clothes and you will go to the vestories later." Yu Manxi helped hold the child.

"Um."

After Song Fengwan changed his clothes, there was another person in the lounge, the girl who received the bouquet on the wedding day. She seemed to like children very much and was teasing Fu Baobao with toys.

"Madam Fu." She looked at Song Fengwan and greeted her with a smile.

"Hello." Song Fengwan narrowed his eyes.

"Mr. Jiang is outside, but he is afraid that you will not come in because he is inconvenient." Yu Manxi said.

"I'll go and shout." Song Fengwan said as he opened the door. The Jiang brothers were all outside, "You guys come in and sit down."

Mr. Jiang looked at Song Fengwan and was still weak and slender, but he looked very beautiful and had a good figure. He looked a little bit young and didn't look like a mother at all.

"When will Mr. Jiang return to Beijing?" Song Fengwan smiled, "A few days ago, my third brother wanted to invite you back for dinner, saying that you are in your hometown and you can't come here."

"Last night." Before Jiang Duanyan finished speaking, he suddenly heard a few screams from inside.

He moved very quickly, almost over Song Fengwan and rushed directly to the front.

"What's wrong?"

The girl was pulled by his arm and almost hit her in his arms.

"Child..." The little girl held her hands at a loss, with obvious water marks on her clothes.

To be precise, urine stains.

Because he was going to take the little guy out to meet someone later, Yu Manxi thought of changing his diapers, but he suddenly urinated. At that time, she was close to her and fell directly on her.

"What?" Jiang Duanyan seemed to have not reacted.

"Don't touch me!" The little girl broke away from her wrist, worried that the urine would come to him.

This move made someone look...

It collapsed.

"Sorry, that Wanwan, you can find her some clothes to change. Your Qinyuan has peed on someone else." Yu Manxi was so worried.

This little bastard didn't pee just now, so he chose to pee when he changed his diapers?

But Fu Baobao seemed to be unable to happen, and he was still twisting his body.

"I'm really sorry, wait." Song Fengwan also gave his son a fierce look, this bad boy.

"It's okay." The little girl was about to stop Song Fengwan, "Just wipe the clothes, there's no need to be so troublesome..."

But before I could raise my foot, my wrist was grabbed and pulled back to my original position.

"I feel sorry. I brought a few clothes here. You can choose one. It's just that it's not new clothes. Don't dislike it." Song Fengwan smiled and apologized.

She had no choice but to pick a piece of clothing, but someone's hand didn't let go of the whole process.

The people in the room were staring at the two of them.

Jiang Ershao looked up at the ceiling, whistled, and acted as a background board...
To be continued...