Now, the brothers could see Er Bao's appearance more clearly.
The bulging little face looks chubby.
"Mom, how much does our little niece weigh?"
When asked by her son, Mrs. Mo suddenly remembered that she was so busy holding the baby that she even forgot to weigh herself.
As soon as Mo Jiacheng saw his mother's appearance, he knew that he must have forgotten to weigh his little niece.
"Mom, I have a scale in my yard. I'm going to get it now."
After the weigh-in, everyone laughed.
"I'm just telling you, if you hold my precious granddaughter for a long time, it will become too much for your grandmother. She turns out to be so fat, weighing five pounds and ninety taels."
Five pounds and nine ounces is considered thin in modern times.
But this is a place in ancient times where supplies are scarce.
Rich families are better off. During pregnancy, a pregnant woman will give up her silver to help her nourish her body.
There is no such kind of treatment in poor people's homes. Pregnant women can only eat what others eat. As long as they are not hungry, it is already a gift from God.
There is another reason. The medical level here is not good. If the fetus is too large, it will cause difficult labor for the mother. Therefore, even if many people are pregnant, they will control it appropriately and do not dare to let the baby grow crazily in the abdomen.
So few people here can give birth to children weighing more than five or six pounds.
Moreover, twins are much smaller than singles, and even the twins together can equal the weight of a single.
As a result, their twins were so heavy, which made Mrs. Mo happy but also felt sorry for He Zhiran.
It can only be said that her ninth daughter-in-law is blessed to have given birth to such fat twins safely.
Her two grandchildren were even more blessed when they were born. Their grandfather, who had limited mobility, was able to walk with crutches on this day.
The more Mrs. Mo looked at her granddaughter, the more she liked her.
"Master, our Mo family has always had more boys than girls. This little granddaughter will be the apple of our Mo family's eyes from now on. We must give her a nice name."
In Dashun, all children born in the family are named by the senior elder in the family. What Mrs. Mo said was also a reminder to Mo Qing that it was time to think about naming the two little babies.
Mo Qing has now completely looked away. If he were not taken care of by his family, he would not be able to survive even if he was rescued.
On the first day he returned to Xiling Village, he had already made his position clear. From now on, the Mo family would be handed over to Mo Jiuye and his wife.
And after a period of observation, he found that his ninth daughter-in-law was not an ordinary wise man. When it came to naming his grandson, he did not want to rely on his elders to do it.
He believed that the ninth daughter-in-law's name for the child must be better than his.
Although I have this idea, I still need to do some superficial work.
"It's up to the parents to choose the children's names. I'll tell them a few nicknames and we'll just call them."
No one present had an opinion on this.
"Ran Ran has worked so hard to keep our Mo family alive, so I leave the naming to her as a mother."
After a pause, Mrs. Mo asked, "What nicknames do you plan to give your two grandchildren?"
Mo Qing looked at his little granddaughter who was sleeping soundly next to him, and said lovingly: "As I said just now, she is the apple of our Mo family's eye, so her nickname will be Mingzhu."
"Mingzhu, this is a good name. It's precious, persevering, and tenacious. That's what my Mo family's daughter should be." Mo Chongyuan agreed.
With everyone's unanimous approval, Erbao successfully obtained the nickname Mingzhu.
Although Mo Qing has not yet seen his precious grandson with his own eyes, his old wife has just given him a rough description of his appearance.
He thought for a moment and said, "Our grandson's nickname will be Zhu'er."
"Zhu'er?" Mrs. Mo disagreed very much.
Although she didn't come back to her yard with her grandson, it didn't mean that she only liked her grandson. She also liked her grandson equally.
Why is my granddaughter's nickname so nice, but my grandson only deserves to be called Zhu'er?
Mo Qing knew that his old wife had misunderstood him, so he quickly explained:
"I like my grandson equally, but he is the eldest grandson of my Mo family. I gave him this nickname because I hope he will become the pillar of the new generation of the Mo family."
Being the pillar of support is a good thing, but Zhu'er's nickname is too casual, similar to that of the children in Xiling Village.
This was what everyone present was thinking. They all felt that the eldest grandson of the Mo family should have a more grandeur even with his nickname.
Although Mrs. Mo also felt that her grandson's nickname was not very good, she did not want to refute her husband's intention. After all, this was the first time she had seen him so happy since he returned home, and she could also see that her husband had carefully considered it. Thinking about nicknames for your grandson.
"The baby's baby name is what the family members call him smoothly, and outsiders will not call him that. What's more, our Zhu'er will also have a nickname, and if we grow up and go to school, we will have a character."
Seeing that their mother agreed with their father's wishes, the Mo brothers had already determined one thing in their hearts.
Today's Zhu'er is just like them. Ever since they had Hanyue, their parents have been very partial and want the best in the family for their younger sister.
It seems that the two elders are really different. Everyone in the Mo family values boys, but the Mo family is the opposite...
The two elders of the Mo family did not know that they had been thoroughly characterized by their sons as representatives of favoring girls over boys. They looked at the cute little pearl with joy.
The more the brothers thought about their little nephew, the more they felt a sense of sympathy for their little nephew. They looked at each other and decided to go see their little nephew. As uncles, they couldn't let their little nephew feel neglected when he was born in the Mo family.
Several people rushed to Mo Jiuye's yard again. They didn't know which room their nephew was in, and they were worried that they would disturb the nine younger siblings who had just given birth. The brothers stood in the yard with big eyes and small eyes.
Although Mo Jiuye focused his attention on his wife, as a person who was used to being vigilant, he could still hear footsteps in the yard.
He gently put He Zhiran's hand back, covered her with the quilt, and then walked out quietly.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, the brothers' gazes all moved over.
"Ninth brother, where is our little nephew?" The second brother's eyes were full of pity when he spoke.
Mo Jiuye stayed up all night, facing his brother again and not paying attention to his words.
"He was just taken to the side room by his mother-in-law."
"Let's go see the little nephew." Knowing the location of the little nephew, the eldest brother took the lead. As long as he was not in his sister's room, it would be convenient for them to go see him.
The brothers followed in the footsteps of the eldest brother and appeared in the side room together.
At this time, He Ziming was holding Dabao, his eyes were so soft.
Seeing such a large group of people coming in, he was stunned for a moment and quickly hugged Dabao tighter.
