Stones from other hills, can learn

Zhang Yunlei now has a daughter and everything is fulfilled, and he has been looking forward to three months soon, when the time comes to tell the world how many blessings he has received.But after waiting for three months, Zhang Yunlei held up his phone for a long time, but couldn't type a word.

Jian Yu was sitting on the sofa watching English cartoons for early education, while eating fruit. For some reason, after she was pregnant with a child, she liked the cartoons children watched more and more.

After Professor Jian found out, she was still a little pantothenic. She felt that she had treated her daughter badly when she was a child. The opera school, home and school were three points and one line, and there were no entertainment activities.Thinking about it now, I still felt a little sorry for the girl, and sent a large stack of CDs over the next day.

"Is your dad still living in the 90s?" Zhang Yunlei flipped through the discs, "Don't tell me, I didn't watch them all."

Jian Yu glanced at him, and snatched the CD back in his hand, "Yes, my dad, it has nothing to do with you, what are you looking for? Besides, what my dad is looking for is all in the local language, can you understand it? Looking back at your guest appearance in "Great Power", in those languages, when brother Luan sent me a video, I felt cold in my heart."

"Why are you so cold?" Zhang Yunlei didn't understand. My husband is so powerful, and how excellent he is in so many languages. "Are you because of Yanzi? Don't worry, I'm all about you."

Throwing a pillow over, Jian Yu gritted her back molars, "I'm so sad that the child's homework will be all on my shoulders."

"What are you afraid of? My child, how stupid can you be? Miss me but..."

"Highly educated in the fourth grade, you have never seen the hurdle in the second grade of junior high school." Jian Yu put the pillow back on his waist again.

Now that the episode of cartoons is over, Jian Yu called up the previous video of Zhang Yunlei's performance and planned to teach the children a little more traditional folk art. When he turned around, he saw that he hadn't moved his phone for a long time, and the color was still on the cover of Weibo. "Are you on the trending search again?"

"No, I'm just thinking about the children's matter, how should I word it to show that I'm cultured."

Jian Yu couldn't bear to roll her eyes and drifted over, "It's not that your fans don't know what you look like, as long as you post a Jiugongge, you will learn one more skill."

"Nine-square grid? Wouldn't it be a little scary to send B-ultrasound photos into nine-square grid? It's dark."

Jian Yu hummed the melody of "Explore the Clear Water River" along with the music on the TV, "Peach leaves are sharp, why haven't you spoken yet?"

"Don't make trouble." Zhang Yunlei knew that Jian Yu was joking with him, "This is the first introduction of our daughter in this world, and it must be written well."

"It's so important, then let Brother Luan write it. I think those from Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts should have better bread crumbs than you...it should have a better meaning." Jian Yu suddenly felt that introducing a child for the first time was a Be careful.

Zhang Yunlei thought for a long time, fighting against the villain in his heart, and finally shook his head, "I am her father, this kind of thing can't be done by others."

Jian Yu also felt sorry for her husband's fourth-grade learning ability to do what a literary hero should do. After thinking about it for a long time, he persuaded Zhang Yunlei to give up, and felt that he should not break his father's happiness, so he finally made a suggestion, "Will you Just write a Welcome."

"What's the smell? What does this mean?" Zhang Yunlei asked sincerely.

Jian Yu held the remote control in his hand and pointed to the cartoon CD on the coffee table, "Your daughter just finished studying this morning, I think you should watch it with her when you have time."

"I want to brainstorm ideas." Zhang Yunlei is currently brainstorming, staring at the phone screen for half an hour, still not typing a word, and finally convinced, "What did you just say?"

Finally, at 1:30 pm, Zhang Yunlei posted a historic Weibo in his father's name:

Welcometomyhome, mysweetheart.

Then there are 6 pictures of the animation characters for early education, and [-] pictures of myself and Jian Yu, and the B-ultrasound picture in the middle.

Fan A: I'm so moved, it's not easy to wait for Jiugongge.

Fan B: I think that after Shaobing and Gener, another person who rubbed off on children's enthusiasm appeared again.

Fan C: I just hope that the second master will give the child a nice name. I still remember the "Chunxing" and "Dongxue" that Mr. Yu broke the news before

The brothers in the Deyun club are also quite restless, eager to try, all kinds of cloud chatting, watching fans bluntly saying that they don’t spend money on group cross talk.

Meng Hetang: mysweetheart... Zhang Yunlei, if you are kidnapped, just blink, and I will go to your house to steal the child in 10 months.

Yang Jiulang: At 08:30 in the morning, I called on the group to help you think about the copywriting, but you only wrote such a thing in the afternoon.

Zhou Jiuliang: It would be nice to write it out. It’s still in English. Next time you have a second child, I’ll give you a German version. You’ll have to rely on a translator to understand it.Has Zhang Yunlei accepted an advertisement for a translation app recently?

Tao Yang: My uncle is going to earn money for milk powder now. Please find me on Weibo for advertising endorsements in the future. I am Zhang Yunlei's personal assistant.

After three months of stabilization, the two families began to arrange the wedding.Zhang Yunlei racked his brains to list the names of many people, and finally crossed them out one by one.

"Are you the best man's list or the book of life and death?" Jian Yu saw him scribing back and forth, and the paper was torn several times.

Zhang Yunlei was spinning his pen, "Don't I have to think about it, I'm the groom, I have to be the protagonist, the best man group can't pass me by."

Jian Yu squinted her eyes and looked at the crossed-out words that could still vaguely see the prototype, "Then you don't want to write Brother Yue and Boss Gao?"

Zhang Yunlei saw that the scratch was not clean, so he added it twice, "I also think it's inappropriate, so why don't I just cross it out?"

"I think, for the best man group, you should find Tao Yang, Da Lin, Da Nan..."

"Yo Yo Yo," before he finished speaking, Zhang Yunlei started to eat, "If Xiangzi is not married, do you plan to take him with you? It just satisfies you." Tao Yang's voice, Danan's height, and Jiulang's humor , and Guo Qilin's beauty' pursuit of perfection?"

Jian Yu rubbed his belly and smiled, "Actually, I think it's okay to replace Jiulang with Lao Qin."

"I've figured it out now," Zhang Yunlei put down his pen and leaned back in his chair, "You just look at your face."

"The doctor has said that children need to be nurtured by beauty. Otherwise, you can be replaced by Jiu Ling."

Zhang Yunlei pulled Jian Yu over and sat on his lap, "It's okay, can you still be heavier than Andy?"

"What do you mean, Andy is so cute."

"Well, I washed your apples last time, and I'll wash your feet next time." Zhang Yunlei ignored Jian Yu's eyes and suddenly asked, "Hey, I said we had such a good time talking about the best man, who is your bridesmaid looking for?"

As soon as Jian Yu thought about it, she knew that the bridesmaids were dedicated to suppressing the best man, so she had to look at who the best man was, "I'm not in a hurry, and I don't have many friends, but I don't have such a wide range as you."

As he spoke, he picked up several pieces of paper that Zhang Yunlei had written on, "Just a best man, you made it look like a audition, you plan to form a boy group."

"Does DYS know, hundreds of masters are all members of a large traditional art men's troupe, so don't choose carefully."

Jian Yu got a headache when she heard that she had such a long name. The last time she read Weibo, she said that the wish of a fan for her birthday is that the DYS Tiantuan can hold a group concert this year. "What are you going to choose? Let me help you think about it."

"Not as tall as me, not as handsome as me, not as good as my voice, not as humorous as me."

Jian Yu pursed her lips and thought for a long time, the atmosphere was silent for a moment, "Master, our wedding needs some realism."

"Reality..." Only then did Zhang Yunlei realize the meaning of Jian Yu's words, "Are you questioning me?" Zhang Yunlei pouted pitifully, making sure that Jian Yu was sitting securely, and then began to make that set of angry movements .

"You said that day, if the child came out with his hands curled up in the creaking nest, didn't he just learn from you?"

"Then it's also possible to learn from Meng Hetang."

When I touched Jian Yu's stomach, it was a little curved in three months, but Zhang Yunlei sometimes felt that the child was kicking him.In Jian Yu's words, this child probably came from time travel, and he can also hunt cattle across mountains.

"What name do you think the child should choose?" Jian Yu was still thinking about this question before going to bed. This was only remembered when she saw Weibo. If Zhang Yunlei's idea back then came true, she planned to bring the child back This is an unreliable father.

Zhang Yunlei uttered two words softly, "Qingqing. I've thought about this name for a long time. Let me tell you, I already have several options for my name."

Seeing that he was so excited about his daughter's name, Jian Yu thought that his son's name had already been thought up, so he asked, "Then what is the son's name?"

As soon as his son Zhang Yunlei was mentioned, he was obviously silent for a long time, and he continued to lie down for a long time, and tucked the quilt for Jian Yu, "Let's talk about it later, boy, why can't you live?" After speaking, he turned his back to Jian Yu Pretend to sleep.

Jian Yu has begun to feel sorry for her son now, no matter how much she likes her daughter, she can't be so casual.Knowing that Zhang Yunlei couldn't fall asleep so early, he touched his stomach and pretended to say, "Baby, you can be more angry. Don't be a son, what if your father doesn't hurt when the time comes? What if your father is angry in the future? But, if you dress up as a girl, you might be happy with your brain."

"I didn't mean that," Zhang Yunlei heard Jian Yu say this, he felt that he would become such a wicked father in the future, and turned over to comfort him at once, "This boy, you can't be spoiled So, he has to go through hardships, you know? Don’t worry if the name is different. Boys with cheap names can support them. I’m doing this for the sake of my son.”

Jian Yu looked at Zhang Yunlei's eyes that were still shining like stars in the dark night, and put his fingers into his hair, "Really, if I hadn't been in the same bed with you for so long, I would have believed you. One word from the gentleman, 'You are a very bad old man', go to bed."

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One day the kindergarten assigned a homework and asked each child to prepare a self-introduction and explain their nickname.

Qingqing: Mom, mom, why am I called Qingqing?

Jian Yu: Because "it seems that you stick to me and call me Qingqing".

Stop Stop: Mom, Mom, why did I call Stop Stop?

Jian Yu: ... Mom can't answer this question.

Later, Tingting found Dalin: Brother, brother, why did I call Tingting?

Dalin: When hearing the fetal heartbeat, your father thought they were two daughters, so he married Tingting, but later found out that it was a boy.Your father thinks that his son is enough and can stop.