Lady Fan laughed heartily, saying, "See, I am not the only one who says so! Even our Yuanyuan thinks Little Iron Egg is better looking than his dad!"
Little Iron Egg?
Lin Yuan was stunned by the name, and Jeng Ruyue smiled and said, "Your grandmother said that this child is too precious, so it's better to give him a humble name to raise him easily."
Indeed, in the countryside, if a child is not very robust, they are given very humble nicknames, the humbler the better. Names like Doggie, Puppy, or Doggie Jr., a variety all over the place.
"What about his formal name? Our little guy is supposedly going to be a big official, we can't have people calling him Sir Iron Egg, right?" Lin Yuan said, covering her mouth with amusement, actually beginning to imagine the iron-blue expression on the child's face in the future when people called him Sir Puppy.
Jeng Ruyue burst out laughing again and said, "Why would he become a big official? You're just overestimating him."
