Chapter 870

In the final analysis, Duan Linbai went to Fu Chen's house all day, but he came to avoid disaster. There is another reason, which is related to Xu Shunqin.

Duan worked with him on the project before. Later, Duan Songqiao was in charge of many things because he had to prepare for the wedding.

This project was originally handed over to some senior managers at the bottom. The person in charge of piansheng was Xu Shunqin, who was Xu's successor. Duan Songqiao naturally met him in person whenever he was free.

As soon as they come and go, they will be familiar with each other.

After Xu Yuanfei is pregnant, when they meet, Duan Songqiao naturally congratulates them politely. Talking about how they were found pregnant, they have to mention the Fu Chen family.

Duan Songqiao squinted

Dares to love Fu Shen's son, also has this function?

He thought that Duan Linbai and Xu Jiamu didn't have children yet, maybe because they didn't like children, so he sent Duan Linbai to Yunjin capital for a visit. Maybe he wanted to have a baby when they saw that the child was cute.

Who knows that Duan Linbai is in a daze every time he comes here.

However, Fu Baobao is much more beautiful than when she was just born. Although her eyebrows and eyes are not long, she is also a little white and tender.

Sometimes Song Feng would rest upstairs in the evening. When Fu Shen was copying scriptures, he would put him on his side. He was also clever, lying in the cradle, staring at Fu Shen with his head tilted. His little arm was like a lotus root, and his eyes were bright and black.

Because of the children's presence in Fu Chen's study, his original habit of burning incense has also changed. He just puts the Beijing Opera in a babbling way. It seems that he can understand it without crying.

"I said, Fu San, do you want him to listen to the play? Why don't you make some soothing music? "

Duan Linbai was born in music, and he has a better understanding of this aspect.

"It doesn't seem to be effective to let go of other music. He likes this kind of rhythmic music very much." Fu Chen is copying Buddhist scriptures with a small wolf's hair. He has a beautiful thin gold body and a beautiful sky.

"You two have the same taste."

Not long after the little guy was hungry, Fu Shen went out to get him some milk. Duan Linbai squinted and stared at the little thing in front of him.

"Grow up quickly, godfather will take you out."

Fu Baobao seemed to understand. He blinked and twisted his body.

"Hey, hey, don't learn from your father. He's not a good guy. He'll follow your godfather in the future. Godfather will take you to drink spicy food. Godfather has a lot of money. Do you know?"

Duan Linbai poked his face with his hand.

Tut——

It's tender and soft and white.

In the previous description of jinghanchuan, it's like a snowball. Duan Linbai doesn't have this poetic flavor. He just feels soft and warm, like a small steamed bread with white flour. He wants to pinch it.

Anyway, no one at this time, he really started.

"Ouch --" Fu Xinhan squatted on the ground and howled.

"Shh, I'll call you later, believe it or not."

Gouzi: "I don't know."

Then someone looks into Fu Baobao's face

"Hey, here comes Godfather!"

Before Fu Chen reached the door of his study, he heard his son crying in the room.

Pushing the door into the room, I saw Duan Linbai standing beside the cradle at a loss.

Fu Shen made a sound, first skillfully checked the diaper, thought it was urine, found that the little guy's butt was very dry, slightly frowned, "how suddenly cry?"

"I don't know. Maybe I'm hungry."

"I'm scared to death, Fu San. Your son can cry so much. He has a big voice."

"I'm not going to coax the kids and scare me."

……

Fu Baobao cried so hard that his face turned red that he couldn't see the red mark left by someone's evil deeds.

Fu Chen picked up his son and said, "Why are you crying? Didn't I bring you the milk? "

Then he handed over the bottle. Before he drank the milk, he didn't cry. This time he was still howling, almost choking.

"Duan Linbai, I was not here just now. You won't do anything to my son, will you?" Fu Chen looked at someone with a guilty heart and couldn't help guessing.

"How can I, what can I do to him?" Duan Linbai smiles bitterly.

Fu Shen walked back and forth in the room with his son in his arms, patted him gently on the back, and constantly comforted him. After five or six minutes, maybe he was tired of crying, and then he leaned against Fu Shen's shoulder, which was obviously crying fiercely.

"Bring some paper and wipe his nose." Fu Shen looks at Duan Linbai.

Duan Linbai had no choice but to listen to him. He pulled the paper and was ready to give him a guess. Without touching this hand, some little guy started crying

As soon as he shakes his hand, he sees Fu Shen's cold eyes coming. It's called a MMP at the bottom of his heart

I haven't even met you. How can you cry.

"He's afraid of you." Fu Chen made a point.

"Lao Tzu looks so romantic and elegant. He is afraid of me. I want to be his godfather!" Duan Linbai frowned, "on my face, who can't say Jun?"

"Little thing, you look after me. I look terrible?"

Duan Linbai just came over, and Fu Baobao cried even more fiercely.

"You stay away from him." Fu Chen frowned, "stay there."

Fu Chen's position

That's not Fu Xinhan's exclusive position?

What does this bastard mean.

Fu Xinhan saw Duan Linbai coming towards him. Instead of lying on his stomach, he stood up, and then one person and one dog

being at a loss what to do!

Fu Xinhan: why compete with it?

But the child has been crying, let the brain Ren pain, Duan Linbai no way, can only go to the corner squat, the child soon coax good, Fu Chen gave him milk, hold him upstairs, just down "interrogation" Duan Linbai.

In fact, Duan Lin Bai is also very frustrated about this.

He wanted to pinch Fu Baobao's face, but when he touched his hand, he didn't dare to do it. He felt that he was a beast, so he poked it twice, and then he cried

It's more and more tragic. He's also ignorant!

How come all of a sudden

Is it hard to be because I just have a ghost expression?

After Fu Chen came back, he stared at him with a pair of abnormal eyes.

"... it's not Fu San. What did I really do to him?"

"Touch him?" Fu Shen squinted.

"I did, but I..."

"Well, don't explain. I get it." Fu Chen seems to have settled the case. This man must have done too much wrong to his son to scare him like that.

As soon as Duan Linbai saw his expression, he knew that he would trip himself when he turned back. Just as he was about to explain, Shifang knocked on the door and came in, "Third Master, the old man is coming."

Don't wait for two people to go out, Fu Lao has already stepped into the door of the study.

"I wanted to see my grandson, but I said I just fell asleep." The old man is in a very good state of mind recently. Apart from a little grandson, the eldest family is going to return to Beijing. We can hear the hearty laughter from a long distance.

"Your old man is very energetic." Duan Linbai is so tongue tied.

Fu Chen ignored him and went in to meet his father.

"Dad, why didn't you call in advance when you came here?"

"Go out for a meeting. I want to come and have a look when I pass by."

"Sit down." Fu Chen helped him to his seat.

"You are..." the old man's eyes flashed, and saw the rice paper which Fu Shen pressed under a ruler, on which many names were listed, "the guest list of the full moon banquet, right?"

"Well, I haven't written it yet. I'm going to send it to the old house tomorrow for your purpose." Because soon after marriage, the guest list is ready-made and there is little change.

"Have you thought of the child's name?" The old man squinted.

When it comes to naming things, it's bad enough. Every family has given many names. Even Qiao's family has sent more than a dozen alternative names. As soon as the names are more than one, it's difficult to choose.

I haven't decided on a name yet.

Shifang, Qianjiang, or the outside world are all called by xiaosanye, but our family can only call Baobao.

"Not yet. Let me choose later. She hasn't given me an accurate answer."

In fact, Fu Chen didn't care much about the child's surname. Even if song Fengwan's surname was song, he didn't mind. When she gave birth, she suffered a lot of crimes. Naturally, she respected her opinions to the greatest extent.

"The Yan family didn't give a unified opinion?" Mr. Fu narrowed his eyes.

"My parents are always late."

Song Fengwan really has a choice problem. He looks at a bunch of names all day, and even takes software to generate eight characters. Is there something missing in his life? Do you want to add something.

"I met with master Pudu some time ago and talked for a while. He said that this child will have great achievements in the future. In terms of naming, he can go in a big direction. It's better to go in a big direction, which day or place."

Duan Linbai sat on one side, listening quietly, heaven and earth? Going to big?

Fu Qingtian, Fu universe, Fu Yinhe

It's going to be heaven.

Fu Chen nodded his head and said nothing.

Then he saw that the old man picked up the brush on one side, wrapped it in the inkstone, and wrote two words on one side of rice paper.

Qinyuan!

Duan Linbai leaned over and looked: "what's the meaning of these two words?"

"The book of mountains and seas records that there are birds in Kunyun mountain. They are like bees and big as mandarin ducks. They are called Qinyuan. If they provoke birds and beasts, they will die. If they provoke trees, they will wither."

Duan Linbai looked at Fu Shen, and suddenly heard the ancient prose. He didn't respond to it. "What do you mean?"

"It's the name of the ancient beast. It's said that when you touch anything, you'll die. When you sting animals, you'll die. When you touch grass, you'll die."

Duan Linbai frowned, "so overbearing?"

"My grandson, be overbearing. What's the matter?" When Fu finished writing, he put down his pen and laughed.

Duan Linbai stood up to Fu Shen and pressed his voice, "the old man really likes your son. Look at the names of other grandchildren, Si Nian, Yu Xiu, that's his grandson. Dip in the night... They are all low-key and mature."

"Why are you so crazy here?"

"If this child is a black hearted thing in the future, I don't think the whole capital can accommodate him, and the name is too publicity."

……

"What are you two muttering about? If you have an opinion, just say it. " The old man looked at the two people on one side, "can this name be used?"

"No problem, just talk to wanwan." Fu Chen directly pushed out song Fengwan.

The old man is humming coldly. This boy is good at throwing the pot. He knows that he can't threaten song Fengwan to make a decision.

Song Fengwan is sitting cross legged on the bed with dozens of names in front of her. Her postpartum depression may begin with her name. She is already bald.