Everyone looked at Ye Mingcheng in unison, and the honorable task of naming was given to him. When he was just pregnant, Lin Shufang solemnly told him to give Ye Mingcheng a high-end name.

Ye Mingcheng touched his head, felt a little embarrassed, and hesitated: "It hasn't been decided yet. You can't be careless about your name, you must be careful."

He took no less than a hundred names, and he thought they were all very good when he chose them, but after a few days he looked at them, he felt that they were disliked and it was not easy to read. Of course, Ye Mingcheng disliked them again, and then disliked them again.

It just happened over and over again, and the children were all born, and Ye Mingcheng had not yet named him well.

Ye Qingqing rolled her eyes and looked at her father's snail speed. When the little guy turned one year old, he probably didn't have a big name yet.

"Give a nickname first, Daming Dad, think about it slowly, and you must think about it when you register for your household registration." Ye Qingqing set the deadline, otherwise Ye Mingcheng would definitely delay it.

At this time, Ye Qingqing realized how her son’s chronic condition was inherited. It was all Ye Mingcheng’s fault.

Isn’t Ye Mingcheng just a slow man? He was all inherited by his grandson.

"The nickname is easy to choose, so call it catchy." Lin Shufang said with a smile.

"How about Yuanyuan? Look how round this guy is." The old man touched the little guy's fat arm, and was overjoyed.

Ye Mingcheng disagreed, "There are too many people calling Yuanyuan. There are several children who come to my medical treatment. Our baby must call it differently, or Zhuangzhuang?"

The old man said angrily: "Take it down, there are more people called Zhuangzhuang. When I went to the park to exercise, I met five or six people called Zhuangzhuang."

"How is Niu Niu?"

"No, there are many people named Niu Niu. I think it's better to call Goudan. It's easy to raise a cheap name, or Iron Pillar Cat Egg is also a hit."

The old man became more and more excited and contributed more than ten local nicknames, such as cow eggs, donkey eggs, duck eggs, and sheep eggs.

Ye Qingqing's mouth was twitching violently. The old man was competing with Dan. He had to make up everything. It would be better to call Dandan just by calling him Dandan.

"No, it's time now, I'm still called this rustic, or I'd like to use a fashionable one, Andy, Jason, and the like." Ye Mingcheng had an idea again, but as soon as he said it, the old man refuted it.

"What are you doing with a foreigner's name? There are so many nice names in China, so why should you call it a foreigner? "

The old man firmly opposed it. He felt that it was not as good as his foreign name.

The two of them were quarreling. The husband said that the mother had a reasonable position and said that the mother had a reasonable position. Both of them felt that they had made good choices and no one would let anyone go. Ye Qingqing heard his ears buzzed, and she was a little impatient, and shouted: "I think it's better to just turtle, it's harder to grind, slower than turtle."

"No, how can you call a turtle to the child?" Ye Mingcheng and the old man opposed in unison, but this time the opinions were unified.

Ye Qingqing curled her lips and looked at the little thing that was sleeping heavily. She had an idea, "Or call Xiaozhu. After eating, sleeping, and eating, she is still so fat, she can call Xiaozhu."

Ye Mingcheng hesitated a little and thought the pig was too straightforward. But the old man slapped the table and agreed very much, "Little Pig is pretty good."

This name is exactly in line with his central idea of ​​being a cheap name and easy to support, and it also meets Lin Shufang's catchy requirements, which is quite perfect.
Chapter completed!