Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 668 "Baby, Happy New Year."

"What should we name our daughter?"

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Nan Song watched him hesitate to speak, thinking about how to word it so that it would be less likely to hurt him.

In the end, after thinking about it for a long time, I felt that it would be better to ask directly, because anyway, I would talk about the topic after beating around the bush.

It's better to cut the mess with a sharp knife.

"That's... Well, let's just say that I can't be absolutely sure that I'm pregnant with a daughter, right? Otherwise, what will you do if you give birth to a son? Wouldn't you be very disappointed?"

Shen Du's tone was brisk, with a sense of confidence.

"Didn't you say it? In case, there is a one in ten thousand chance of giving birth to a son. My luck has always been very good, and I won't recite it so little."

Nan Song: "."

How did this dog man learn probability in the first place?Could it be a little too fucking optimistic?
She was speechless for a moment.

Nan Song's lips moved, but he didn't say anything after all.

Hey, forget it, judging from the current situation, it should be useless to say anything, and then let the reality wake up Shen Du's sleeping mind.

There was nothing she could do.

Thinking of this, Nan Song began to follow the topic he just said.

"So, what are you going to name our daughter?"

Shen Du looked at her, and asked a question that Nan Song hadn't thought about before: "Do you want the baby to have your surname or mine?"

Nan Song was stunned for a moment: "I haven't thought about this question, I think my and your surnames are very nice, you can have anyone's surname."

"Well, that's what I thought too."

"I want to name my daughter Yisong."

"Which Yi? Which Song?" Nan Song asked.

"Favorite Yi, the song in your name."

Originally, she just asked casually, and didn't expect him to answer, because she didn't think he would get it so quickly, and thought that the two of them could discuss something together.

The extent to which the results come out of your mouth? ? ?
Nan Song silently speculated about the name in his heart, and felt that he probably got Shen Du's point.

"Yi Song, Yi Song likes me?"

She asked out her doubts.

Shen Du nodded without hesitation: "En."

Nan Song was very happy in his heart, but he couldn't control his body and began to act: "Is this a bit too hypocritical?"

Shen Du was obviously not very satisfied with her statement.

"Why are you being hypocritical?"

"It always feels a little weird for parents to put their own little selfishness into their child's name."

Shen Du looked at Nan Song and fell silent.

After thinking for a moment: "... I didn't think there was anything at first, but it really is when you say that. After all, every life is an independent individual."

"Yes."

After Nan Song finished speaking, he raised his hand to gently pinch Shen Du's earlobe, it was soft, and she felt very comfortable.

"But even though I said that, I actually don't feel that there is a big problem. Children are the crystallization of parents' love."

In the end, Shen Du proposed a more compromise solution.

"Then, let's give our daughter Yisong as her nickname, and a new name for her, okay?"

Nan Song thought for a while, and felt that this proposal was good, and nodded: "Okay, yes, but if the nickname is Yi Song, will it be a bit complicated? I think the nickname for children is better than Duoci!"

Shen Du tentatively said, "Is that called Yiyi? Or Songsong?"

"Songsong and my name are repeated, so it's not easy to distinguish."

"Well, it makes sense." Shen Du nodded thoughtfully.

"If you call me Yiyi, it's a bit like calling you Auntie."

Shen Du: "."

The two of you said something to each other, and the time passed minute by minute during the process of naming the baby.

When the time was approaching zero, the host of the Spring Festival Gala on TV also started counting down the time.

"five!"

"Four!"

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

"Happy New Year!"

As the host's loud and pleasant voice sounded, the kids in the living room also became restless.

"New Year is here!"

"Happy New Year!"

Except for the players who were still fighting in the mahjong room, the entire Shen family's old house was bustling with activity.

Including outside the villa, the sound of fireworks blooming also sounded.

The Shen family's old house is located in the suburbs, so there are no regulations prohibiting fireworks.

As soon as the time came, there were crackling sounds outside, and the few little carrot-headed cartoons stopped watching, and they buckled the ipad and ran out.

"Watch the fireworks!"

Sitting on the sofa, Nan Song and Shen Du looked at the backs of the little carrots running out, with smiles in their eyes.

Shen Du approached her and asked, "Do you want to go out to watch the fireworks?"

Nan Song thought for a second: "I want to see it."

Shen Du got up, took advantage of the situation to hold her hand, and heard Nan Song say again: "But I just want to watch with you in secret."

Shen Du paused for a moment, and looked down at her. Although neither of them said a word, he understood what Nan Song wanted to say.

"Then shall we go upstairs?"

He successfully got what he wanted in his heart, and Nan Song smiled happily: "Okay!"

The little radish heads are watching the fireworks in the yard, others are watching TV in the living room, and some are playing mahjong in the mahjong room with great interest.

No one pays any attention to them.

Shen Du and Nan Song went upstairs. There was a wide balcony outside their bedroom, where some flowers were planted and a small pergola.

It's on the third floor and the location is much higher, so it's also a good place to watch fireworks.

Shen Du took a chair from the bedroom and put it on the balcony, and sat down.

Nan Song was standing by the balcony, looking up at the fireworks with her hands on her cheeks, when she heard the movement behind her, she turned her head away.

Seeing that there was only one chair, his expression was a bit puzzled: "Why did you only take one chair? Then where should I sit?"

Under the bright light of the fireworks, the faces of the two people gradually became clear in each other's sight.

Shen Du's eyes shone with love, and while the fireworks above his head were blooming, he stretched out a hand towards the person by the balcony.

"Xiao Song, come here."

The voice is gentle and clear, like jade falling into the mountains.

Nan Song looked into Shen Du's eyes and walked towards him.

Her hand was held by him, and she felt the warmth in her palm.

Shen Du specially took a very wide chair, Nan Song sat on his lap, his waist was protected by his hands.

The snow in Yuncheng has been falling irregularly for the past few days. It was still snowing when the lanterns were hung just now, but it has stopped now.

The voices of Shen Zhiyi and Shen Wanning came from downstairs: "Little aunt here has a firework stick! Who wants it!"

A group of little radishheads spoke enthusiastically: "I want it!"

"I also want!"

"Okay, order one per person!"

"Be careful when holding it, don't get too close to your face!"

"Good little aunt!"

The fireworks illuminated the entire sky as if it were daytime.

Shen Du leaned close to Nan Song's ear——

"Happy new year baby."

--split line--

[Notice: Everyone, I originally wanted Songsong to unload the goods today, really!but!I spent a little more ink on the New Year section, because this is the first Spring Festival that the two of them officially spend together after they got married, and I think it is very important!So unloading can only be done tomorrow, tomorrow must be unloaded!Buxie is not Chinese!

To express my apologies, I will tell you in advance that the baby is a son, and you can look forward to Shengou's expression! 】

(End of this chapter)