The Family of Time Travel Has an Ugly Wife

Chapter 55

The little bun failed to meet Wan Qiu’s expectations and chose the abacus.

Grandpa Yaba looked at the string of bells placed in front of him and felt a little regretful. Originally, he wanted his grandson to be a doctor like him in the future.@@@@

However, the catch ceremony was just a ritual, and children’s interests and hobbies must be cultivated day after day.

Wan Qiu silently decided to cultivate the good habit of reading and calligraphy for little bun. Grandpa Yaba also made up his mind to teach little bun how to learn medicine. As for Shan Yu...

He raised the little guy holding the abacus above his head and turned it in a circle with satisfaction, thinking about the Shan family’s billions of assets and the successors.

At night.

Shan Yu stood beside the cradle, twirling the little bun’s chubby hands with his fingers, and said with a slight smile: “We have been busy from yesterday afternoon to now for his first birthday gift. But he is sleeping so deeply.”

Wan Qiu had just come out of the bath. Hearing this, he smiled and said, “Children are all like this. They eat and sleep, and eat after sleeping. It will be fine when they are older.”

Shan Yu came over and pressed a kiss on Wan Qiu’s forehead, then pulled him to sit in front of the window and wipe his hair.

When the strong fingers passed through the hair, the fingertips came into contact with the scalp, which was moist and hot, with sparks that made people numb.

Wan Qiu’s face felt hot, and he felt the subtle sense of alienation was being filled. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that ever since Shan Yu cut his hair, drew his eyebrows, and kissed him on the New Year’s Day... he treated him differently than he used to.

Getting better and better.

Shan Yu gathered Wan Qiu’s wet long hair into a towel and squeezed it dry. When his fingers slid over Wan Qiu’s ears, he noticed the blush on his cheeks and asked curiously: “Why is your face so red? Are you catching a cold or having a fever?”

As he spoke, he tested the temperature on Wan Qiu’s forehead with his hand. But it was not enough, he touched his lips on it.

The broken hair on Wan Qiu’s forehead no longer had any decorative effect at this moment. He hurriedly lowered his head, covering the fiery red birthmark on his eyebrows with his hands, biting his lip and said: “No, it’s just... it’s just a little hot.”

Shan Yu was stunned for a moment when he saw Wan Qiu dodging, but he got used to it.

Since changing his hairstyle, Wan Qiu had been very concerned about his own image and was much more sensitive than before. He didn’t want Shan Yu to see his birthmark hidden under his forehead hair, and he avoided it very much.

To put it bluntly, it was a deep self-esteem that needed to be cured.

“What are you hiding from?” Shan Yu combed his fingers and pushed back all the hair in front of Wan Qiu’s forehead, leaving not a single hair for him. “It’s not like I’ve never seen your face before. You’re hiding here and there. What’s the point? Or are you going to hide from me forever?”

At this moment, all the beauty and ugliness of Wan Qiu were exposed in front of Shan Yu. He had not shown off his beauty, had no forehead hair to cover the birthmark, and no eyebrows to enhance his appearance.

Wan Qiu’s pair of autumn eyes stared timidly and uneasily at Shan Yu’s throat. He did not dare to move his gaze up even half an inch because he was afraid of his husband’s disdainful gaze.

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As soon as little bun’s first birthday passed, Shan Yu and Wan Qiu discussed the name. First of all, there was a big disagreement about the surname.

Shan Yu said: “My surname is not easy to give a name to. Let’s take your surname. The word ‘Wan’ sounds better.”

Wan Qiu pursed his lips in displeasure and said, “If you don’t want your child to have your surname, just say so. You are using such an excuse to frustrate me and treat me like a fool.”

“Then tell me, with my surname, what will you name the little bun?”

“Shan (山 – Mountain) ... Shan Hai (山海 – Mountain of Sea)?”

“I am the rain (雨 – yǔ) and he is the sea (海 – hâi). Are you trying to make him ride on my head?”

“Then... Shan Shui (山水 – Mountain of Water)?”

“Isn’t water heavier than rain?”

“Shan ... Shan Lu (山露 – Mountain of Dew)?”

“Why don’t you call him Shan Quan (山泉 – Mountain of Spring)?”

After thinking about it for a long time, Wan Qiu found that the surname “Shan” was indeed difficult to choose, but it was a blood inheritance for the child to take the father’s surname. To be honest, Wan Qiu didn’t want the little bun to have his own surname, Wan.

Shan Yu couldn’t help it. He tapped his index finger on Wan Qiu’s knee a few times and snorted: “Troublesome.”

Wan Qiu looked at him and found that his husband was talking about annoyance, but his face was serious. He squeezed Shan Yu’s hand with satisfaction and waited for him to think about it.

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In late spring in April, after a hundred flowers bloomed, a hundred flowers fell. It happened that the east wind blew all night last night, and the small courtyard was covered with a thick layer of fallen flowers.

Shan Yu laid on the low couch next to the window, watching the flowers blooming and falling in front of the courtyard, and looking at the clouds rolling in and out of the sky.

“I don’t care if I am favored or humiliated, I don’t care if I leave or stay...” Shan Yu looked at the falling red all over the ground and the sea of ​​clouds rising in the sky with the wind, and said to Wan Qiu: “If the child takes my surname, just call him Yun (雲 – Cloud).”

Note

Chinese put naming children as a serious business, they usually have two names; a childhood name given by the parents, and a courtesy name when a child reach twenty years old and is given on his adult ceremony/crowning ceremony.

The children are a generation lower than their father, so their names should never surpass the father in term of respect.