Rise to the top - Chapter 1887 Want to speak but stop

A lifetime can be very long or short; the fate of two people can be very deep or shallow. Dou Yifan, who was escorting Li Muyun from the delivery room to the ordinary ward, believes that his life and Li Muyun can be very long, and their fate can be very deep, so deep that even thunder strikes in the sky will not let go. At least that's what he thought on the day the child was born.

The woman in the ward was lying quietly, Dou Hanshi and Yang Yelu both hugged their granddaughters with their own hands. Although they were muttering that Dou Yifan had a few more children, after Li Muyun experienced such painful struggles, Yang Yelu, who had been eroding with the idea of ​​having many children and blessings, also showed her true love for her granddaughter.

"Yifan, come here!" Yang Yelu handed the child to Dou Hanshi and hugged him, pulled Dou Yifan's sleeve and walked out of the ward.

"Mom, what's so mysterious? Can't you say it inside?" Dou Yifan didn't plan to leave Li Muyun and the child in the ward for a moment. Seeing his mother covering up as if she was about to say something, he couldn't help but think of the eternal topic of family planning, and his tone was a little impatient.

"Yifan, today is Qingming Festival. Is it a bit like a child born at this time..." Yang Yelu wanted to speak, looked at Dou Yifan's frown tightly, hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

"Mom, when will the child be born in this ten months is a matter of time? How is it related to the Qingming Festival? Also, 365 days a year, birth, old age, sickness and death every day. How can you say that?" Dou Yifan interrupted his mother angrily and couldn't help but blame her.

"No, I mean, do you need to worship Buddha and recite scriptures to your children or something like that." Yang Yelu was frightened by Dou Yifan's tone, and only muttered in a low voice.

"Mom, okay, okay, let's just say these feudal superstitious things. Don't mention this in front of Mu Yun. She doesn't believe in these things. Of course, I don't believe in these things either. Mom, let's just say that, okay?" Dou Yifan was very impatient and interrupted Yang Yelu's words with some stiffness.

Yang Yelu moved her mouth and didn't dare to say anything more. She rubbed her hands hard, murmured a few words, and watched Dou Yifan turn around and walk towards the ward, lowering her eyelids.

After a while, the old man arranged to kill pigs and sheep for his daughter-in-law, and went to get something delicious. Li Muyu was also persuaded by Dou Yifan to go back to rest. The ward was quiet, but Dou Yifan's mind could not be quiet.

The birth of his daughter made him involuntarily think of his son who would be one year old in two or three months. When he thought of Ling Yunbi's stubbornness and hard work, Dou Yifan couldn't forget her equally painful struggle in the delivery room, and his heart suddenly became soft. If he had the chance, he would definitely take good care of Ling Yunbi and his son. Unfortunately, this thought just flashed through.

Dou Yifan, who had been waiting by the hospital bed, touched Li Muyun's head for a while, and looked at the little face of his newborn daughter, and was already filled with joy. He even thought about whether to hide secretly on the balcony and smoke a cigarette beautifully, but when he saw Li Muyun with white lips, he still gave up this idea.

Li Muyun, who woke up after a sleep, was weak. Her dry lips opened and wanted to speak, but Dou Yifan stopped him.

"Don't worry, moisten your lips first, okay? The doctor said you should have a good rest. When you have the strength after the confinement period, you will be beaten, scolded, killed, and cut, so you can do whatever you want! Now lie down well for me, be good!" Dou Yifan stopped Li Muyun and did not let her struggle to get up.

"What are you saying? Why do you say me like a tigress? As for it!" Li Muyun was exhausted too much and he spoke much more gently.

Dou Yifan helped her raise her upper body slightly, carefully wiped her face, washed her hands, and changed her dirty bottom clothes and pants very considerately. Li Muyun's pale face became gentler, and she looked at the child, smiling brightly.

"Is it better? Is it more comfortable?" Dou Yifan cleaned up, sat back to the bed, guarding Li Muyun and his daughter, laughing so hard that they could not see each other.

"Yeah, thank you!" Li Muyun smiled gently, unable to tell at all that the fangs and claws of Dou Yifan were about to swallow Dou Yifan alive last night.

"Follower, I should thank you! Thank you for your hard work, my wife!" Dou Yifan stepped forward and touched Li Muyun's head, and smiled and got fucked with her.

"Haha, Yifan, I want to give the child a name. Can I choose it?" Li Muyun raised his hand and touched Dou Yifan's face. After thinking about it, he made a serious request.

"Well, it should be, you are the one who works the hardest. What name does he want to give his child? I'll help you with the staff!" Dou Yifan, who was deprived of his naming right, smiled. Although he was a little sorry that neither of his children was named by him, looking at Li Muyun's pale face, no matter how regretful he regrets, he must respect his wife's meaning.

"Well, I thought about it very early. I started thinking about it since I knew it was a girl. I called Dou Siying, okay? Or, it would be OK to call Dou Nianying!" Li Muyun held Dou Yifan's palm and said softly what she meant.

"Dou Siying? Dou Nianying? Which Ying? Could it be..." Dou Yifan repeated the remarks and found that Li Muyun did not intend to compete with him for his daughter's surname, so he felt a little relieved. If his daughter's surname was Li but not Dou, Dou Yifan himself would have nothing to say, but the old man in the family would not be able to pass the level of the old man. Now seeing that Li Muyun had no idea at all, Dou Yifan began to hesitate to the word "Ying". He searched in his mind, and immediately the character related to the word "Ying". A pretty and charming and simple face appeared in Dou Yifan's mind. Thinking of this woman, Dou Yifan was stunned.

"Yifan, just promise me, okay? Girls, it's good to call Ying! Besides, I..." Li Muyun hesitated, worried that Dou Yifan would be angry, and his bare hands tightly grabbed Dou Yifan's arm and explained softly.

"Well, listen to you, just call it Ying'er! Your name is Dou Siying! Use this name when applying for a birth certificate!" Dou Yifan nodded vigorously, unconditionally supporting Li Muyun's little longing.

Dou Siying and Dou Nianying are all full of longing, full of longing for the lost soul. A tombstone appeared in his mind. Wen Xiaolong made a special trip to take her ashes back to the tombstone erected by her hometown where she had been away for many years. Shi Xianying, the famous Shi Yunxiang...
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