Xiao has been thinking about it for a long time

Chapter 412 Fanwai (Twenty) Little Bun~
"Do you still want to eat something?" Fu Ran kissed her at the end of her eyes, ignoring the eyes of the people around her.

Ye Mian shook her head and asked another question.

"Did you name it?"

There was a moment of silence in the ward.

Then Qin Yan started laughing.

Fu Ran pursed his lips, "Get up."

When they were pregnant, they thought about their child's name together, but most of them were girls' names, because Fu Ran had a soft spot for the name "Fu Mian" and stubbornly wanted to use it. The others were Ye Mian's occasional names. He didn't object to the individual characters he came up with from "Book of Songs" and "Shan Hai Jing" every time, and wrote about a piece of paper one after another.

At this time, I was really curious, which word he chose.

"what name?"

Fu Ran hesitated a little.

On the other hand, Qin Yan and Lin Jin looked a little at a loss for words, saying: "The person who registered was in a hurry, he just thought of a few names for selection."

"...Which ones?"

"Fu Zhi, Fu Shen," Qin Yan couldn't help it after all, and burst out laughing, "The little sister who registered was shocked, and asked if we were the one who copied and pasted, and the one who possessed the goblin. body?"

Ye Mian: "..."

She glanced at Fu Ran in disbelief, then at Ye Qin and Father Fu.

"Dad, didn't you really call one of the names?"

The two fathers still turned blue when they mentioned it, "You ask him, he is a top student of A University, and he has so many names for his children!"

She looked at Fu Ran again, his delicate face was full of annoyance and irritability, seeing her holding back a smile, she said, "I didn't use those two names."

"Which one did you use?"

"Yi." He wrote it again in her palm with his fingers.

Ye Mian read silently for two seconds, feeling something was wrong.

"...Fu Yi?"

Now even Shuyu's face turned green.

Ye Mian almost laughed out loud.

Aunt Chen hugged the child and coaxed her gently, "Our Yibao's father is really irresponsible."

"........."

When Fu Yi was full moon, he had already turned into a chubby boy with big eyes like black grapes, just like his father, so beautiful that he couldn't believe it.

When drinking milk, he wore a white dress with a yellow duck printed on it, kicked his legs while drinking, and occasionally kicked a little farther, and even kicked him in the palm of his father.

Although he didn't understand why his father had to sit so close to him every time he drank milk.

Yi Bao is also a good boy, as long as he eats well and sleeps well, he can open his beautiful eyes and smile brightly to anyone standing in front of him.But if he didn't eat well, sleep well, he would "call" his father loudly, until the figure that was too tall for him appeared beside his little bed, and then he put away the sound of crying, lamenting He smiled at his father with a small mouth, with tears still hanging on his eyelashes, but smiled through his tears, so that his father would stand and observe him for a while, then picked him up, and looked at him face to face.

Yibao never tires of such games.

When he grows up a bit, he will turn over and sit up, and he will turn over and crawl around every day, sitting in his small bed, giggling at his mother in the big bed next door.

If his father can remember to remove the screw that fixes the position of the crib, he can still sit on the fence of the crib with the bottle in his arms, sit on the crib swing while drinking milk, and watch his mother lying in his father's arms by the way, Sleep like him.

But the difference between him and his mother is that her mother doesn't have a story before going to bed, but he does.

Mom would tell him the story of the cubs sprouting, and when the story was over, Dad would tell him one more time before turning off the lights and going to bed.

He can't understand, but it doesn't delay anything, he just needs to smile at his parents.

Not long after sitting up, Fu Yi began to learn to speak.

The first thing he learned was not father, nor mother, but three unrelated words.

"Ma~"

"Cub~"

"Bud! Bud!"

Only then did Ye Mian feel that she might have told the wrong story.

She should have told the love story of Mom and Dad.

But Fu Ran doesn't mind at all, he just hugs the child and follows Ye Mian, walking step by step, and then teaches Yi Bao to shout,
"Mama~"

He didn't teach the word "mother" to be serious, but he taught Ma Ma, and he took great pleasure in correcting Yi Bao's pronunciation, and even wanted Yi Bao to call out the tilde.

When he was one year and one month old, Fu Yi could walk.

He was very courageous, turned over from the bed and lay down on the edge of the bed, kicked his legs down with his little butt pouted, and after stepping on the ground, he supported the edge of the bed, the stool, and the wall, and rushed forward boldly.

Occasionally, when Ye Mian went into the bathroom to go to the toilet, the cub in the room disappeared, and hurriedly ran out to see that the cub had already walked into the living room with the TV, facing Fu Ran who was sitting on the sofa. Ah, screaming and laughing with excitement.

Fu Ran is often not worried about him, puts down the computer, and watches him move over with his short legs seriously. When he pounces on him, he reaches out to catch him, then lifts him up, and makes him wear bright yellow socks feet in the palm of his hand.

"Tell Mama, I'm sorry."

Fu Yi was forced to turn around, excitedly at the mother standing at the door of the room, thinking that sorry was a good word, "Yes! Sorry! Sorry..."

His feet kicked hard in his father's palm.

Ye Mian was speechless, and walked over to hug him, "Sprout, you scared mom."

Children are very cute, and children who are beautiful and tender are even cuter.

People like Ye Mian who haven't had much contact with children are completely immune to this kind of cuteness, so they dove over Fu Ran's courtship many times.

When Fu Yi was almost two years old, he was able to walk very steadily, and occasionally he could run around.He officially has his own small room, and there are many toys in it, given by grandparents, grandparents, and other uncles and aunts.

He likes one of the small blankets the most. There are many kinds of small animal prints on it. It is so soft that it can be used as a cushion or a quilt. It can be folded and zipped up, and it can also be used as a pillow.He takes this little blanket with him wherever he goes, and even hugs it when he sleeps in winter to cover it with a quilt.

But his dad hated his rug.

According to my mother, it was because one night he dragged a blanket and knocked on the door to find my mother, which made my father fall asleep.

But he didn't think so.

Because Dad doesn't seem to like sleeping, he likes Mom.

But Yibao is a smart kid, dragging a blanket to knock on the door made his father dislike him, so he can knock on the door by himself without bringing anything.

He stood at the door of his mother's room, holding a small slipper that he had just run away in his hand, and knocked on the door politely.

The feet in small socks stepped on each other, and hearing the sound of beating the bed coming from inside, as well as his mother's laughter, he knocked on the door politely.

The door was opened, and his father stood inside and looked at him, "What are you doing here?"

Little Fu Yi struggled to look up at his father, those beautiful eyes that resembled him blinked, and the little milk said, "I'm looking for my mother."

Fu Ran put one hand on his hip, sighed annoyedly, bent down and picked him up with one hand, and put on his little shoes by the way.

(End of this chapter)