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Chapter 201: I’ve Thought of the Baby’s Name (Thanks to Shu Yue’er + More Updates)

Chapter 201: Chapter 201: I’ve Thought of the Baby’s Name (Thanks to Shu Yue’er + More Updates)

A cheerful melody, artificial Mandarin, resounding vocals.

This is a folk song cassette tape.

And it’s that kind... that kind.

"What is this nonsense?!" Suizi’s face has turned red.

Yu Jingting also has a ghastly expression, there is such a... such a fun thing?

"Turn it off quickly, don’t let anyone hear!" Suizi was in a flurry.

Yu Jingting hadn’t yet figured out how to operate this foreign thing, wondering how to stop it, when Wang Cuihua and Jiaojiao came over.

"So this is a tape recorder?" Wang Cuihua was curious.

She had wanted to see it ever since her son brought it back, but her son said it was a surprise for Suizi, so she had been holding back.

"What is this song?" As a minor, Jiaojiao is more interested in the strange song.

The tape recorder sings loudly:

"I’m gonna pinch your crotch!"

Suizi hastily hit the stop button, her face reddened.

"Pinch what?" Jiaojiao did not hear clearly, but Wang Cuihua, who understood, looked incredulous.

Spent more than 300, just to buy this thing that sings... what kind of tune?

Suizi glared at Yu Jingting, very good, using this thing for fetal education, is this for the child to win the race to become a hobo from an early age?

At the critical moment, it was Suizi’s rich knowledge that helped them get through.

"Folk art appeals to both refined and popular tastes. The folk songs that have been passed down for thousands of years, some of them do indeed have a functional aspect."

Well done, talking about pinching the crotch in this refreshing and refined way, Yu Jingting couldn’t help but give Suizi a thumbs up.

These books, were not read in vain.

"So sister-in-law, what does this ’functional’ mean?" Jiaojiao was not ashamed to ask.

"Er ——" Human instinct?

Suizi didn’t know how to respond.

Wang Cuihua pulled Jiaojiao away.

"Hurry up and go to sleep, kids who don’t sleep early won’t grow taller."

"But I still want to listen ——"

"Listen to what! Such a mess, it’s outrageous..."

Wang Cuihua was heartbroken that her son had spent so much money to bring back such a bizarre thing.

Suizi pulled out the song list, glanced at it, and all she could say was, well, well.

Talking about pinching the crotch, that’s still considered subtle.

Folk tunes, brother-in-law and sister-in-law’s eighteen talks —— what the hell?

The annoying thing is, there are even lyrics to go with it!

There is a ditch in front of my sister’s gate...

Suizi couldn’t bear to look further.

She hastily ejected the cassette from the machine, put it in the box, and threw it in front of Yu Jingting.

"Return it tomorrow!"

"Don’t, I still want to study this folk art." Yu Jingting stroked his chin, no wonder the boss was winking and saying that this was a good thing.

"Study my ass! Return it!"

The carefully planned surprise was ruined by this cassette tape that "awakened human instincts".

Yu Jingting had thought that his wife would be so moved that she would hug him and take a bite.

The reality was, she kicked him to go wash socks, and by the time he came back after finishing, she was already snoring in her sleep.

Suizi’s sleeping posture is becoming more and more unbridled.

When she first married and came over, she was curled up, hiding in the kang loft; it was always Yu Jingting who pulled her into the quilt.

Now she’s sprawled out in a big character shape.

Laying claim to his territory as well.

Especially after her belly got bigger, she liked to sleep flat on her back, with her leg resting on him, sometimes she would even snatch his quilt, so Yu Jingting had woken up from the cold twice.

Yu Jingting put his hand on her belly and hummed a little tune quietly.

The last few days of suona learning had not been in vain, he could remember the melodies of the songs he had heard once.

"Isn’t your dad good to you guys? Your pretentious mother has read a lot of those messy books, but she doesn’t let you listen to this kind of folk art, the suona teacher was right."

Yu Jingting was talking to her belly.

"Only the art that takes root in folk traditions can be carried forward! Come, let me sing you another Eighteen×～"

As he finished speaking, he looked mischievously at Suizi, who was sleeping peacefully, and grinned cheekily.

With a ready-made model, how could he resist?

So naturally, he planned to sing while giggling～

Could it be his unembarrassed demeanor that shocked the heavens, his hand hadn’t even moved from her belly, when he felt a rhythmic wave coming from his palm that terrified Yu Jingting.

What, what?!

He held his breath as the magical fetal movement slowly spread across his palm, trickling down into his heart.

"Mother! My wife’s belly moved!!!!!! You must come quickly!!!!!" Yu Jingting yelled and woke Suizi up.

She bolted upright, rubbing her eyes, not knowing what had happened.

"Mother!" Yu Jingting continued to call out.

Wang Cuihua was a heavy sleeper; she did not hear, and Yu Jingting was about to call out again.

But from next door, there came a soft sigh.

"Stop shouting. That’s the baby moving." The neighbors could not bear it anymore.

This late-night hollering is going to frighten someone to death.

Suizi was now fully awake.

Her face turned tomato red, oh no, this was thoroughly embarrassing!

She nudged Yu Jingting, signaling him to be quiet, not to disturb the neighbors, how terrible that would be!

"But it only moved a few times and then stopped. Is that normal?!" Yu Jingting continued to shout.

Suizi held her head in her hands.

How was she supposed to face the neighbors tomorrow?

Laughter seeped through the walls from next door.

Everyone was amused by this novice father-to-be’s antics.

"Of course, it’s normal. If it kept moving, wouldn’t that turn into a monkey?"

Suizi buried her head in the pillow, silently screaming.

Oh my god, this is so embarrassing!

After a brief moment of mortification, she sat up, placing her hands on her belly. She had been asleep when the baby first moved and she was curious about how it felt.

Yu Jingting stacked his hand on her belly, and together they waited.

There was no movement.

"What if, I sing some folk art, to wake our kid up?"

"Spare me, and the neighbors, please!"

Yu Jingting was not satisfied. He was so surprised at first that he didn’t get to fully experience that magical feeling. Just as he cleared his throat to sing, Suizi’s belly moved again.

They looked at each other, their eyes filled with astonishment.

Life really is a wonder.

The early stages of fetal movement were brief, just a moment and then it stopped.

Yu Jingting couldn’t forget this magical experience. He touched his chin, contemplating as he looked at Suizi’s belly.

"Darling, to commemorate this momentous occasion, I’ve got an idea."

"What?"

"How about we name our kids Sansan and Gege? As they moved in response to the folk song, isn’t it poetic and memorable?"

"..."

"So, would you prefer Dada and Kuakua? Hey, let’s talk it out, why do you have to get physical?!"

The next day, Suizi went to work.

As soon as she stepped out of the house, she met a neighbor.

Seeing the neighbor, Jiaojiao shrunk back a little, oh no, it’s her math teacher!

"Teacher Xiaochen, good morning, come, let me take the child." The math teacher smilingly reached out to take Jiaojiao from Suizi, "Jiaojiao, listen here, you must behave. Your sister-in-law’s baby has started moving and she will find it exhausting in the future, promise me you won’t try her patience."

Jiaojiao and Suizi gave an awkward yet polite smile simultaneously.

The neighbor was just too enthusiastic, much to their dismay.

Suizi’s job was easygoing, with practically nothing to do during the day.

She had her own office where she would sip hot water and read the news, cultivating her mind.

"Director Chen, there’s someone looking for you." Wang Mengmeng knocked on the door, her face full of gossip.