"Alright, you make the decision."
Though the nas were common, Ran Qing was quite cautious. While holding her two sons’ little hands, she pondered for a long ti before speaking: "The elder son looks very handso. I guess he’ll definitely grow into a fine young man in the future. Let’s na him Big Pimple, hoping that he won’t grow up too handso and cause trouble for too many young girls."
Big Pimple?
Xia Geng squeezed his palm hard to keep himself from laughing out loud.
"Good, good, Big Pimple, that’s a good na, really good!"
Really funny!
Pleased with her husband’s praise, Ran Qing got even bolder when naming the younger son: "Our younger son isn’t as good-looking as his elder brother, but he’s also quite handso. Yes, Brother Geng, do you notice how his head is much bigger than Big Pimple’s? Why don’t we call him Big Head, is that okay?"
One nad Big Pimple, another nad Big Head, these nas are way too humble...
Xia Geng was about to suffocate from holding in his laughter, and just kept nodding: "Mm-hmm, good, good!"
Ran Qing didn’t find her chosen nas funny at all. As long as it was good for her sons, so they’d grow up safe and healthy, she’d happily na them Doggy and Doggie!
The more she thought about it, the better she felt about her chosen nas. Ran Qing continuously called out their nicknas to her two sons.
In the room, a woman with a radiant smile calling out Big Pimple and Big Head to the two little round chicos — the scene was just hilarious.
Almost driven mad by those nas, Xia Geng could hardly imagine how the two sons would respond to their mother’s call when they grew up.
A dashing young gentleman, elegant and charming, walked down the street, enjoying the admiration of many beautiful won.
Suddenly, a woman approached and called, "Big Pimple, I really like you. I think of you day and night. Big Pimple, I wish to be your wife, will you accept ?"
Accept? Accept?
Xia Geng imagined his elder son’s embarrassed expression, unsure whether to cry or laugh.
Cough, cough.
With a couple of coughs, Xia Geng grinned and approached his wife, with a touch of flattery and negotiation in his tone.
"Qing Qing, no matter what, our sons are descendants of the Xia family. We can call them Big Pimple and Big Head when they’re little, but when they grow up and lead troops into battle, we can’t continue calling them that, right? General Big Pimple, Marshal Big Head, oh, wouldn’t that make the enemy laugh their teeth off! Ah, ah, I’m not saying your nas are bad, I really don’t an that, Qing Qing, I, I just thought, should we pick a formal na that’ll make the enemy tremble in fear at its ntion?"
Though quite satisfied with her nas, Ran Qing knew the sons would need formal nas as they grew up. Plus, they had to be entered into the family register, and you can’t just write Big Pimple and Big Head on that!
"Alright then, you pick the formal nas!"
As long as it’s for the kids’ good, she’s glad to do it, but...
"But rember, I don’t want them to go to war and fight. They’ve already had enough dangers when they were young; they can’t endure such battles anymore. I just want these two kids to grow up safely and live the lives they want."
Xia Geng understood this, nodding in agreent: "Don’t worry, as long as it’s what the kids want, whether they decide to follow Yuaner to the battlefield or join Qin Feng in the Martial World, or even wander around not staying ho, I absolutely won’t interfere!"
With Xia Geng’s assurance, Ran Qing felt relieved.
Xia Geng had actually thought of nas for the two sons long ago, as soon as he knew they’d be twins.
"The elder one will be Xia Hen, the younger will be Xia..."
Before he could finish, Ran Qing interrupted him: "How about Xia Yan?"
Yan, a homonym for Yan, was in rembrance of Ran Yan.
Xia Geng understood Ran Qing’s thoughts perfectly and nodded imdiately.
Xia Yuan, Xia Hen, Xia Yan, their Xia family’s three sons would certainly beco remarkable individuals!
However, their wishes did not co true. That very night, sothing unusual happened to the children.
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