"Have you decided on the names?" On the other side, Yuan Mengzhu looked at the three adorable babies with great fondness, but didn't forget the important task at hand. "You can't just keep calling them Dabao and Erbao, can you?" There are too many names like those, easy to repeat.
"Their formal names are to be given by their father, but Xinxin already picked out their nicknames." Dong Wenxiu's expression twisted slightly, "The elder brother is called Hei Dou, the second girl is called Lun Dou, and the younger girl is called Huang Dou."
The corners of everyone's mouths couldn't help but twitch a little.
"We're just regular folks, dealing with grains every day, and simple names mean they'll grow up strong and healthy." Dong Wenxiu seemed satisfied, "Besides, calling them 'Dou' sounds a lot better than sweet potato, corn, or sorghum, don't you think?"
"Indeed!" Yuan Mengzhu couldn't argue with that and just nodded.
