He knew very well that as soon as the Mo brothers came over, the little nephew would no longer be his alone. Although he was unwilling, he would still show the courtesy that should be given.
"Greetings to several brothers."
Since the Mo brothers were all older than him, he simply addressed them as brother like his sister and brother-in-law.
"We are all family, Eldest Young Master He does not need to stand on ceremony." The eldest brother said, and then rushed to the pillar impatiently.
Although Zhu Ziming was reluctant to let others hold his little nephew, he also understood clearly that the people who had come were all uncles of the little nephew, and it would be unreasonable not to let them hold the baby for a while.
He reluctantly handed the little nephew over to Eldest Brother Mo.
"Eldest Brother, be gentle." Zhu Ziming couldn't help reminding them. The young men of the Mo family were all martial artists with great strength. If they accidentally hurt the little nephew, it would not be worth it.
There was no need for Zhu Ziming to remind them.
The eldest brother knew that his strength was too big and he was afraid of hurting his little nephew. When holding the child, he was even more careful than Zhu Ziming.
Seeing that the eldest brother was holding the little nephew, the brothers gathered around.
However, from their actions, it could be determined that they were all being gentle.
"Eldest brother, our little nephew is so cute," Mo Chongyuan said softly, with obvious fondness in his tone.
"Well, this child is indeed handsome, much better looking than Jiuye when he was born," the eldest brother said as he looked at the sleeping nephew in his arms. Then he said to Mo Jiuye, "Jiuye, father has already given the two children milk names."
Mo Jiuye was not very surprised by this. It was an ancient custom for the elders in the family to give a child his formal name. Giving them a milk name was not strange.
"Eldest brother, what milk names has father given them?"
Second brother sighed.
"Oh... I really don't know what father was thinking. Our little niece's milk name is Bright Pearl, which sounds very nice and has good meaning. She is the treasure in the palm of the Mo family." As he spoke, he looked at the little nephew in his big brother's arms sympathetically and couldn't help reaching out to touch his little hand that was exposed.
"Such a good child, he had to be called Zhu. It's a down-to-earth milk name, the same as those children in Xi Ling Village."
After all, they had grown up in the capital since childhood and had been in contact with children of wealthy families. They had never seen anyone from a prominent family give a child such a milk name.
Afraid that Jiuye would be unhappy because of this, the eldest brother quickly explained, "Jiuye, father feels that your eldest son is the eldest grandson of our Mo family and will be the pillar of the Mo family in the future, so he gave him this milk name. A milk name is just for family members to call him. When the time comes, you and your wife can give your child a nice formal name."
Mo Jiuye had never thought about what to call his children.
In his heart, what they were called didn't matter, as long as they grew up safe and sound.
"If father thinks it's fine, then it's fine. A milk name just needs to roll off the tongue easily."
Seeing Mo Jiuye say this, the brothers glanced at each other.
Jiuye really had no sense that father valued daughters over sons.
Never mind, his nephews still had their uncles who would dote on him.
Seeing that he had no more business here, Mo Jiuye went back to keep He Zhiran company.
He Zhiran had always been a light sleeper. If she hadn't been so exhausted from giving birth earlier, she wouldn't have been able to sleep so deeply.
As soon as Mo Jiuye came to her bedside, she opened her eyes.
"Ranran, you're awake?" Mo Jiuye hurried over.
He Zhiran pushed herself up into a sitting position with both hands. Mo Jiuye quickly went forward to support her.
"Ranran, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Are you hungry? I'll have Yu'er make you something to eat."
He Zhiran shook her head and leaned against Mo Jiuye's arms. Her eyes looked around the room.
"Where are the children?"
"Mingzhu was taken by mother to show father. Zhu is with mother-in-law in the other room."
Mo Jiuye smiled. "Mingzhu and Zhu are our children's milk names."
He Zhiran also smiled. She had only been asleep for a short while and the children already had milk names.
"Did you pick them?"
She knew the rules of Da Shun Dynasty very clearly. The given names of children had to be chosen by the elders in the family. These milk names must have been thought up by Mo Jiuye himself.
However, they rolled off the tongue well enough. She didn't see anything wrong with her son's name Zhu either.
A milk name just had to be easy to say.
"Father named them. He said Zhu is our eldest grandson and will be the pillar of the family in the future, so he gave him that milk name."
Mo Jiuye was worried that his wife would be unhappy about their son's milk name and quickly explained.
He Zhiran didn't think there was anything wrong with her son's milk name. When she was little, she often heard the elders chatting that giving a child an unattractive name was good for raising them well.
Besides, Zhu wasn't a terribly unattractive name for her son either. It sounded nice enough.
Therefore, she didn't realize that Mo Jiuye was explaining something to her.
At the moment, all she wanted was to see her twins. Also, it had been several hours since she gave birth and the babies still hadn't eaten.
Speaking of the babies eating, He Zhiran felt her chest. It didn't have that swollen feeling that would come later on.
Fortunately, she had prepared newborn formula in advance from shopping on Taobao.
"Dear, the children must be hungry by now."
Mo Jiuye looked outside. Indeed, it had been over two hours since the babies were born and they still hadn't eaten.
"Alright, I'll go bring the children back now."
Thinking that his son and daughter must still be hungry, he felt a little anxious as their father.
But just as he had opened the door, he heard faint cries of a baby from the yard.
It was Old Lady Mo carrying Bright Pearl back in a hurry.
"Jiuye, is Ranran awake? Bright Pearl must be hungry and crying from it."
At the same time, Madam He also came out from the other room carrying Zhu.
"I think Zhu must be hungry too. He's not crying but his little mouth keeps moving."
Mo Jiuye had intended to carry one baby in each hand back to the room and then enter the space with his wife to feed them formula.
But as soon as he took Zhu from his mother-in-law's arms, he became a little nervous.
The child was so small and soft. He was afraid he might accidentally hurt him if he wasn't careful enough.
If he tried to hold Bright Pearl too, he probably wouldn't even be able to walk properly.
Left with no other choice, Mo Jiuye could only let his mother keep carrying Bright Pearl as they went back to the room together.
Just in time, Madam He also wanted to check on her daughter, so she followed behind them.
By now, Bright Pearl was still crying relentlessly. As soon as Old Lady Mo saw He Zhiran sitting up, she immediately brought the child to her arms.
"Ranran, Bright Pearl must be hungry. Quickly feed her."
Actually, a month before He Zhiran's due date, Old Lady Mo had suggested getting a wet nurse.
But the offer was refused by He Zhiran.
Her reason was simple. She hoped to be able to breastfeed the twins herself. If that didn't work out, she could always buy formula from Taobao Mall.
