With the broadcast spreading names like Ping'an, Zi'an, and Ru'an, they became well-known. Of course, the broadcast always regretted the tricky names Liu Yi and May 1st, which Mother Zhang found hard to pronounce.
This is how it goes...
"Xiao Wu, is it ready? May 1st can't wait anymore." Mother Zhang cradled her grandson, giving her youngest son a reproachful look. Where did his usual cleverness go?
Zhang Guoqing didn't bother to correct his mother. How nice is the nickname Ru'an! These days, he was often thrown into confusion by these names.
Lin Lishan quickly took the baby bottle handed over by her son-in-law, "It's ready. We're here. Go and accompany your father, or go find Da Yi and them to play."
Such a real mom! Zhang Guoqing lifted his head, touched, only to find his mother-in-law didn't even glance at him, eagerly running to dote on her grandson.
Does she really care about me, or is she disdainful?
