The child turned his back to Qin Muwen, and Li Jin said, "There are meat buns on the table, eat them quickly, don't wait for the cold."
Children are very possessive, and if they see that their father doesn't give him anything to eat, they might start crying.
So let him turn his back to Qin Muwen who is eating buns.
Qin Muwen was stunned for a moment, looking at the oiled paper bag on the table, his heart was sour and turned back and forth.
He knows the buns in the town, a penny is a meat bun...
He used to go to town to send handkerchiefs or purses he sewed in exchange for ten or fifteen pennies.
Every time I pass by the street, I can smell the smell of meat buns.
But he never ate it once.
There was a time when Qin Muwen's dream was to eat a meat bun.
But a penny a piece of meat bun is still too luxurious for him. The money he earns has to subsidize his family, and he has to buy wine for Li Jin...
How can there be money to eat meat buns.
Qin Muwen felt that he, who thought of eating meat buns as a dream, was overwhelmed by life, and he had no time to think about it.
Unexpectedly, as time passed and the world went round and round, his husband brought back two hot meat buns for him.
Qin Muwen held back tears and did not dare to see Li Jin.
He ate one bun in small bites, but the other one was indeed unwilling to eat it, so he had to leave it to Li Jin.
Even if Li Jin said that he had eaten it, Qin Muwen was still rarely stubborn and said, "I eat one is enough."
So the child returned to Qin Muwen's arms, and Li Jin solved the buns in a few bites.
"Let's give the child a nickname," he said.
In the morning, I chatted with Li Zhuzi on the ox cart. Li Zhuzi said that the child cannot take a big name before the full moon, otherwise the soul will be hooked away.
Gotta get a cheap name first.
This is a habit in the village. Qin Muwen also gave birth to a child for the first time, so he didn't know this custom.
Li Jin said, "Small name... I really don't have much experience."
Qin Muwen raised his throat suddenly, for fear that Li Jin would say something like 'Gou Left' and 'Er Gouzi'.
Li Jin thought for a while: "He looked like a little leopard when he hugged someone just now, why not call him a leopard?"
Qin Muwen: "..." My heart is ashes.
A brother, who is going to get married in the future, how can you name your child Leopard!
When others hear it, they feel like a tigress, fierce and fierce.
Li Jin said, "What do you think?"
Qin Muwen raised his eyes and looked at Li Jin. The little face became more and more pitiful. He shook his head and said, "I think... not bad."
Although Li Jin is much better now than before, he is still afraid of this person.
Li Jin didn't know what to think, and said, "The word leopard is too offensive. Our family is a brother, so it's called a bun, how about it?"
Qin Muwen also felt that the name was good, and when he contacted the meat bun he just ate, he immediately felt that his child was extremely cute.
Seeing him smile, Li Jin decided on the nickname.
He was about to bring caramel, honey, and candied fruit to give the boy a snack when he suddenly found a lot of things in the basket where the boy was putting needles and thread.
Qin Muwen suddenly felt guilty when he saw Li Jin squatting down suddenly.
In the morning, before Li Jin went out, he said to let him have a good rest... But he still secretly picked up some sewing work.
Li Jin, he won't be angry, right