1978 Synthetic Writers

Chapter 377: His Majesty's Name

When we returned to the ward, Zhu Lin had fallen asleep.

After struggling for so long, her energy had been completely used up.

"Mom, you guys go back and have some rest." Jiang Xian said to Rao Yuemei and Zhu's mother, "I'll stay here and take care of you tonight."

"Let me stay here. You young people don't know how to take care of others. You and Zhu Lin's mother should go back and rest first." Rao Yuemei volunteered.

"Mother-in-law, let me do it." Zhu's mother also spoke.

"Well, let's take turns."

Jiang Xian said, "I am young and strong. You two elders should go back and rest first. Let me take care of Zhu Lin and the children tonight. You two can come and take over from me tomorrow morning."

"This"

Rao Yuemei wanted to say something else, but Zhu's mother stopped her and whispered:

"Mother-in-law, let the child's father take care of him first on the first night after he is born."

Rao Yuemei also understood what Zhu's mother meant. "This silly boy is a new father and doesn't even know how to hold a child. How can he take care of it all by himself? Mother-in-law, I will stay here with him tonight. You go back and rest first and come back tomorrow morning."

"Alright."

With great reluctance, Zhu's mother looked at the little emperor again and again, and finally said to him, "Grandma will be here tomorrow morning", and then went home, leaving Jiang Xian and his mother alone in the hospital.

"Hold the child's head with your elbow, support her back, and support her butt with your other hand." Rao Yuemei instructed Jiang Xian on the correct way to hold a child.

At this moment, the little Majesty had been dressed in the light pink striped clothes that Zhu Lin had prepared for her in advance. She was sleeping in the cradle, with only her two little hands and face exposed.

Zhu Lin slept all night.

The little Majesty didn't sleep much. He would sleep for a while and wake up for a while, and cry occasionally in between.

Uh, I also poop.

The little guy's meconium was a lot and sticky, with bubbles forming every now and then.

Jiang Xian picked up the things clumsily.

Fortunately, her daughter’s poop didn’t smell at all.

It’s not that Jiang Xian dotes on her daughter too much. Even a newborn baby’s poop doesn’t smell bad.

"Fortunately, there are diapers in the United States. I will have to buy more when I return home," Jiang Xian said.

Diapers have not yet entered the Chinese market, and newborn babies in China are still using diapers.

This thing needs to be washed all the time. Every time it gets dirty, it needs to be washed.

"How come this girl is so good at pulling?"

"Oh, but not as much as when you were a kid. When you were just born, your dad said he gave birth to a shitty child."

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Jiang Xian tossed and turned for a long time, and his daughter fell asleep again.

Rao Yuemei felt that there was nothing to worry about, so she sat down and took a nap.

Jiang Xian was guarding his daughter and he didn't feel sleepy at all. He stayed like this for the whole night.

Occasionally he would see his daughter smiling at him, and he would be so excited that he would want to share this with others. However, everyone around him fell asleep, so he had to be happy alone and enjoy the joy.

"Jiang Xian."

In the early morning, when he was beginning to feel sleepy and drowsy, he heard Zhu Lin shouting.

"Awake?" He looked at Her Majesty the Queen with eyes full of pity.

"Ah."

Zhu Lin agreed, then looked at the little Majesty with a face full of maternal love, her almond-shaped eyes gently leaning forward.

"Baby, do you miss your mother?"

The little Majesty squinted his eyes and waved his little hands, but he didn't cry.

"Jiang Xian, look, this child is different. She doesn't even cry." Zhu Lin said with surprise.

"That's because you're not crying now. I was in a lot of trouble all night." Jiang Xian complained to her.

Zhu Lin snorted, "What's wrong? Are you disgusted with us now?"

"How can I dislike it? My daughter is the best daughter in the world."

Jiang Xian said with a smile, gently held Zhu Lin's hand, and solemnly whispered in her ear: "Thank you, wife, thank you for giving me such a good daughter."

Zhu Lin's eyes warmed up when she heard the words, and her heart was quickly filled with indescribable happiness.

These days, prenatal education is not popular in China. There are only a few books and music cassettes on the subject.

After arriving in the United States, the doctor suggested that Jiang Xian start prenatal education. However, Jiang Xian could not let his daughter listen to English teaching materials, so he simply became a teacher himself and gave four prenatal education classes to the unborn baby in one go.

The first class was math, and Jiang Xian told her: "1+1=2."

The second period was Chinese class, and Jiang Xian said, "You are my daughter, and I am your father."

The third period was music class, and Jiang Xian sang the beginning and ending lines of a song.

The fourth class was a political class, which talked about the situation in Bosnia and Herzegovina.

The four classes in total lasted no more than five minutes, but Zhu Lin laughed so hard that her stomach hurt.

As for whether it would have any impact on the intellectual development of the young Majesty, Jiang Xian couldn't guarantee it.

After being affectionate with Zhu Lin for a while, Zhu's mother and Ru Zhijuan hurried to the hospital.

Jiang Xian glanced at Mother Zhu and saw that she looked tired, so he knew that she did not sleep well last night and must have been thinking about the little emperor the whole night.

"Mother-in-law, you and Jiang Xian should go back and have some rest. Zhijuan and I are here." said Zhu's mother.

"it is good."

Jiang Xian nodded in agreement, then looked at Ru Zhijuan and said with a smile:
"Teacher Ru, I'm sorry to bother you with our family matters."

"Where is it."

Ru Zhijuan smiled and said, "When we are away from home, we are all family, and we have to help each other when it is necessary."

Jiang Xian thanked Ru Zhijuan again, then took his mother back home.

He covered his head for a nap, and when he got up, he rushed to the hospital with the home-cooked meal.

This was the case for the next few days.

After a few days of tossing and turning, the doctor discharged Zhu Lin from the hospital and allowed her to go home on the third day because it was a normal birth.

Back at their villa on the mountainside, Zhu's mother couldn't help but sigh that Jiang Xian had foresight. It was indeed convenient to have a big house.

Compared to the apartment at the Mayflower, the house here is not only quiet and spacious, but also has 24-hour hot water, air conditioning, a bathroom and a kitchen. It does not have to be shared with other people, allowing Zhu Lin to spend the confinement period comfortably.

Although there were diapers, Rao Yuemei and Zhu's mother still insisted on using a urine bag for the little emperor.

The reason is that it is breathable, absorbent and inexpensive.

Jiang Xian said that he had no shortage of money to buy diapers, but Rao Yuemei still argued:
"We Chinese children must be raised in the Chinese way!"

This made Jiang Xian suffer.

He is basically the one who washes the changed urine filters.

He washed it carefully, fearing that it would not be washed thoroughly and would breed bacteria.

The little Majesty grew very fast. When he was born, he weighed only six kilograms. After just three or four days, he gained another two kilograms.

The originally wrinkled skin also stretched out and became as white and tender as the fat dolls in New Year pictures.

Wang Anyi came to see her, and couldn't help but pinch the little one's hands and feet, "Your Majesty, you are so cute!"

The term "Little Majesty" was originally used by Jiang Xian alone. When asked to explain, he said that Zhu Lin was Her Majesty the Queen in their family, and their daughter was of course the Little Majesty.

At first, the whole family criticized Jiang Xian for having incorrect ideas.

Why are you still calling me Your Majesty?

Isn't this feudal and isolated?
Your daughter is the Majesty, and you, Jiang Xian, are going to be the Emperor!

However, Jiang Xian had not yet given his little fellow a name. He just kept calling him "Little Majesty" day by day, and gradually he got used to it.

"Zhu Lin, can I hug the little Majesty?" Wang Anyi applied.

"Okay, let auntie hold him." Zhu Lin handed the little Majesty to Wang Anyi.

Wang Anyi held the little Majesty carefully, and her heart was almost melted by the little guy's cries of "ya ya ya".

But soon she noticed something strange.

"Hey, Jiang Xian, your child is sick!"

"Let me see."

Jiang Xian skillfully held the little Majesty in his arms, and he actually defecated. He quickly changed the urine container and handed the dirty one to Wang Anyi.

"For you." "What are you doing for me?"

"The child pooped in your arms, so shouldn't you be responsible for washing it?"

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Wang Anyi thought about it and at first glance, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with this statement!
"Jiang Xian, what are you talking about?" Zhu Lin was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry, "I'll go wash it."

"No, no, Zhu Lin, you take a rest, I'll go wash it." Wang Anyi took the urine medium, ran to the bathroom, and scrubbed it carefully.

Although I hate it, there is nothing I can do.

What if she doesn't wash it and Jiang Xian doesn't let her play with his children in the future?

She washed very seriously, using a lot of effort, and her hands were almost peeling before she came out of the bathroom.

"It's really clean." Jiang Xian took the clean urine and looked at it, then said: "An Yi, come and hug my daughter more often in the future, she is very close to you."

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Wang Anyi almost got angry.

What close?
I think you want me to wash your daughter's diapers a few more times!

"Jiang Xian, have you decided on a name for your child?" Wang Anyi asked.

"not yet."

Jiang Xian has been preparing for the naming for a long time.

In the past, when he was thinking of names for his friends’ children, he could come up with three or four in one minute.

When I come up with names for the characters in the novel, I can think of one immediately when I write about the need for a name.

This time it’s not easy to name my daughter.

I can't think of a solution.

During this period, whenever Jiang Xian had some free time, he would take out a copy of the "Cihai" and flip through it. He came up with a lot of proposals, and sometimes he thought this name was good, and sometimes he thought that name was good.

After a few minutes, they all seemed ordinary again.

Even Rao Yuemei couldn't bear to watch it and couldn't help but complain, "Why not just call him Jiang Cihai! It has everything!"

"A fax from home has arrived!"

At this time, Zhu's mother came into the room.

After sending a letter to China with the news of Zhu Lin's childbirth and a photo of the little majesty, the grandfather Jiang and Zhu were almost going crazy with anxiety. They wished they could grow wings and fly across the Pacific Ocean to the United States to see their little granddaughter.

Zhu's mother read the fax to the whole family.

On the fax, Lao Zhu and Lao Jiang first greeted Zhu Lin and told her to take good care of herself in the coming period. Then they asked Jiang Xian's child's father if he had named their granddaughter. If not, Lao Jiang and Lao Zhu each gave the child a name to choose from.

Old Jiang named her Jiang Jinxuan.

Jiang Xian recognized at a glance that it was the line from the Book of Songs, "The jade is bright and exquisite, the daylilies are green and lush."

Lao Jiang’s explanation for this is that it implies beauty and purity.

Old Zhu named him Jiang Sinian.

The moral is "Year after year, as promised, morning after morning, evening after evening, peace after year."

"What did my dad name him?"

Zhu Lin waved her hands in disdain, "Why did you call a girl Si Nian? Comrade Zhu's naming skills are really poor."

"What about the name Jinxuan?" Rao Yuemei asked.

Jiang Xian shook his head.

"Neither."

"What's wrong? Jinxuan always sounds like a girl, right?"

"Yeah, it's not bad to listen to." Ru Zhijuan said.

“Too many strokes.”

Jiang Xian explained, "This child will spend several minutes longer than others when writing his name in the future. If it's an exam, won't he have to do a few fewer questions than others?"

Hiss.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Whether the name is nice or not is another matter.

We can’t let our children lose at the starting line!

"We can't put off the name any longer. Let's decide on one today."

Zhu Lin listed all the names she had come up with during this period of free time on a piece of paper. The names were so densely packed that Jiang Xian had a headache reading them. He couldn't help but joke.

"Just call me Jiang Xiaobai."

Others objected.

“This is too easy.”

"Xiaobai? It sounds like a puppy."

"This is not okay."

"What about Xiaomei?" Jiang Xian suggested, "Since she was born in the United States, how about calling her Xiaomei?"

"Oh, how can this be possible?"

"Yeah, you call a child little wherever he was born. So if he was born in Columbia, you call him little brother?"

The whole family was against it.

Then we started discussing about naming.

When Chen Yingzhen came to visit, he learned about their family's troubles and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He advised them:

"Don't worry too much about it. There is no such thing as a perfect name. A name is just a symbol. It's OK if it's about right. The child's future life is up to her and is not determined by the name."

"Teacher Chen is right."

Jiang Xian also spoke up at this time, "People in the past were called Gousheng and Dachun. They lived a simple life, didn't they live a good life?"

After their persuasion, the women in the family finally let go of their worries.

Zhu Lin said, "Jiang Xian, you are the father of the child, you can come up with a name, just keep it simple and not bad."

He seemed a little worried and emphasized:
"You can't be Xiaobai or Xiaomei anymore."

Jiang Xian took another look at the fax sent from China and thought for a while, "Just choose one from the names given by Lao Zhu and Lao Jiang."

He raised his pen and circled the one that Old Zhu had raised.

--"Year".

Then he wrote three words with a big stroke of his brush: Jiang Niannian.

"Let's just call her Jiang Niannian. It's simpler and doesn't disappoint the two old comrades in China."

"Jiang Niannian, Jiang Niannian"

Zhu Lin looked at these three words and felt very comfortable. After calling them a few times, she found them catchy and gradually liked the name more and more.

"Okay, let's call her Jiang Niannian."

"It's okay." Jiang Xian whispered in her ear, "If you're not satisfied, we can try harder in the future and there will be another chance."

"You're not serious." Zhu Lin blushed and patted him.

Since both parents approved of the name, no one else had any objection.

Zhu Lin couldn't help but pick up her plump white daughter and called out:

"Niannian, you will have your own name from now on. Do you like it?"

"Ey."

The little guy opened his mouth and bared his teeth with a bright smile.

When Zhu Lin saw it, she immediately wanted to use this name.

"Jiang Xian, look at the child, she is smiling. She likes this name so much."

"Niannian, what a nice name. I would like it too. I will never go empty-handed when fishing in the future." Jiang Xian said with a laugh.

Now that the little Majesty had a name, his feelings as a father became more prominent.

I can't help but remind myself to make money, support my family, and do this and that.

Because he is a father and he has a daughter.

This child who can't speak yet and often smiles with her toothless mouth is his daughter.

(End of this chapter)