Back To 80s: Husband, You Are Under Arrest

"Why do you want to change your name so much?"

Lu Xiangjun, doesn't Lu Xiangdang match up to the strength of our country?

"Big brother and I are going out to play. I heard that their mothers call them by their nickname, I want one too." Xiangjun said, and added, "And brother."

He pushed Xiangdang who was standing by the side.

Xiangdang was a little embarrassed, but he wanted a nickname too.

"Mom, when we have younger brothers and sisters in the future, we can't call each of them by their first names, right?"

These words were coincidentally heard by Lu Qingyao who was walking out of the bedroom door, and he perked up his ears to listen to Ning Qing's reply.

In fact, he still didn't understand. What did his wife mean by 'kick-ass'? All she knew was that she didn't want children for the time being.

As for Ning Qing, she replied without even thinking, "I'll discuss it with your father in a while."

En, nickname … She really didn't know what she was getting at. The older generation's idea was to keep their reputation low so that they could support it. What she was thinking about was that reunion, potatoes, sweet potatoes and so on, were basically inappropriate.

When Lu Qingyao heard that the woman would respond without considering the matter, he was overjoyed. He faked a cough and walked out.

"I heard what you guys said just now. I'll go discuss it with your mom."

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Ning Qing heading downstairs to the kitchen, so he quickly followed her.

Xiangjun looked at Xiangdang in puzzlement: "Brother, since when did Dad like sticking to mom so much?"

Xiangdang shook his head and walked down the stairs with his short legs.

When Lu Qingyao went into the kitchen, he was boiling porridge in the sea.

He cut straight to the point and asked her: "If Xiangjun wants to come up with a nickname, do you agree?"

Ning Qing nodded his head, "Xiangdang is right, when there are more children, I can't call them by name right?

The name of the Ning Family was simple. The girl was a b * tch and the boy was a small boy.

When Lu Qingyao heard the woman say "There will be more children in the future", he was satisfied. He strode out to the living room and sat on the table.

At the dining table.

Lu Qingyao held the bowl up and took a sip.

"My name will be decided according to the north, south, east and west names! "A melon seed behind you."

Ning Qing, "..."

Huh? Then wouldn't it be East melon, Watermelon, Pumpkin, and North Cucurbita?

He couldn't laugh!

"East melon?" No, Daddy, it's awful. "

Ning Qing also could not tolerate Lu Qingyao humiliating these two children like this, so he said with a smile: "It's indeed rather unpleasant to hear."

There were three black lines on Lu Qingyao's forehead.

Ning Qing helplessly shook his head, and looked at the two of them with eyes full of pity, "It's better if you two stop on this path, my nickname or whatever, it doesn't exist anymore."

Xiangjun didn't like melons, naturally, Xiangdang also didn't like melons. Thus, the matter of him giving a nickname was thrown away like that.

And at this time, Lu Qingyao said this without any feeling of warmth.

"When I have a daughter in the future, my name will be Lil Yao."

Suddenly, the corner of Ning Qing's mouth twitched, and his hand that was helping the two children peel off their eggs paused.

My daughter.

Well, if you ever have a daughter in the future... Hmm, I'm afraid that my daughter wouldn't like such a casual nickname.

After Ning Qing was done packing, he asked Lu Qingyao about the direction of the transportation in the town as well as the direction of the post office, and went out with the letter for Fang Fang.

When she reached the Hu County, she first went to the post office to mail the letter before turning to the state market to buy a ball of wool.

When Ning Qing was buying the ball of wool, he heard a voice from the side: "A university in the town has been locked up, the books inside are all taken out to fill the feces, we'll go and pick up a few too."

Ning Qing didn't think that she would encounter such a good thing when she came out today. The College Entrance Test would resume in a few years, and these few days she would be in a bit of a dilemma, as to how to find books for her children to see.

Although you might not necessarily be able to read a university book, having one was better than not having one at all.

She followed the two women.

A lot of people in the town were picking up books, and it was very noisy.

Ning Qing found a corner where no one was around and with his sharp eyes, he discovered that there were actually children's picture books and painting books here.

She randomly pulled out a cloth and spread it on the ground, then began to pick up the books.

At five in the afternoon, Ning Qing returned to the orphanage with a face full of mud.

Lu Qingyao and the two children who were standing under the locust tree outside the courtyard saw Ning Qing come back with a huge bag of stuff.

The man hurried forward.

Ning Qing was not sure what Lu Qingyao thought about reading the book, but after seeing that he had accepted it, she extended her hand and casually touched her face, making it impossible for her to look at it.

Lu Qingyao took the thing in her hand, and asked with a frown: "Didn't you go to buy a ball of wool? "How did this happen?"

Xiangjun, Xiangdang threw themselves into Ning Qing's embrace.

Ning Qing stabilized himself with much difficulty, afraid that the voices of the two children would be too loud. He squatted down and lowered his voice: "Be quiet, let's talk when we get back."

The two little kids simultaneously reached out their hands to wipe her face.

Xiangdang spoke a lot, squinting his eyes: "Mom, you're just a clay figurine now."

Ning Qing looked at Xiangjun who was laughing secretly, then raised his head and looked at Lu Qingyao.

Lu Qingyao shook his head and laughed, then pointed at his own face, "Your face is covered with a lot of mud."

Only then did Ning Qing realize something, he awkwardly laughed, and lightly patted the two children's heads: "Get up, don't you feel that your mother has lost face?"

Xiangdang laughed and shook his head, "You are my mother, how can I avoid you?"

Xiangjun pretended to kiss Ning Qing's dirty face. "Mom, look, I don't dislike you either."

Ning Qing tapped lightly on Xiangjun's forehead, and looked at Xiangdang, the meaning clear.

Xiangdang slapped Ning Qing on the other side of her face.

The two kids immediately laughed.

When Regimental Commander Shen returned, he saw Lu Qingyao helplessly looking at the three squatting on the ground while hugging each other.

When Aunt Liu came out of his house and entered the courtyard smiling, he also saw the four Lu family members outside the courtyard.

A smile instantly appeared on Aunt Liu's face. "Where did Xiao Qing go? Why is his face so dirty?"

Regimental Commander Shen touched his beer belly and said to his wife: "Bring the dishes over to take a look later. Xiao Ning has just returned, I don't know if he can still fire now."

He remembered that at noon, Xiangdang and Xiangjun were like followers following by Lu Qingyao's side. When they saw him and Division Commander Liu, the two children called out for someone, looking completely different from their shy appearances the first time they came into contact with him.

In the past, he had only heard from his wife that Ning Qing had brought the child well, and that Lu Qingyao would occasionally tell him about the two children's situation.

However, no matter how good his words were, only when he and his teacher saw it for themselves could they relax completely.

Aunt Liu replied: "I'll be there in a while."

Regimental Commander Shen asked again: "Is Xiao Ya still not back yet?"

When Aunt Liu heard about his daughter, he immediately said in a bad mood, "This girl should be staying in the town for a few days."

Regimental Commander Shen's face suddenly darkened.

Ning Qing went back to wash her face first, and when she turned around to see that Lu Qingyao was about to open the book, her heart tensed up, and anxiously blurted out — —

"Lu Qingyao."