Chapter 470: Nicknames

Chapter 470: Nicknames

Now, the brothers could see the second baby's appearance more clearly.

The chubby, protruding cheeks looked incredibly plump.

"Mother, how much does our little niece weigh?"

When asked by her son, Old Madam Mo realized she had been so preoccupied with holding the baby that she forgot to weigh her.

Mo Jiacheng, upon seeing his mother's expression, immediately knew that she had forgotten to weigh the baby.

"Mother, there's a scale in my courtyard. I'll go get it."

After weighing the baby, everyone burst into laughter.

"I told you, holding my precious granddaughter for too long would tire me out. She weighs 5.9 jin." *(Note: "jin" and "liang" are traditional Chinese units of weight, where 1 jin is approximately 0.5 kilograms and 1 liang is 50 grams.)*

5.9 jin would be considered underweight in modern times.

However, this was ancient times, a place with resource scarcity.

Wealthier families fared better. During pregnancy, they could afford to spend money to nourish the mother's body.

Poor families weren't so fortunate. The pregnant woman would eat whatever was available, and simply not going hungry was already a blessing.

Another reason was the limited medical care. If the fetus was too large, it could lead to difficult childbirth, so many would moderate their diet during pregnancy, not daring to let the child grow too much in the womb.

As a result, few babies weighed more than 5 or 6 jin at birth.

Moreover, twins were usually smaller.

The fact that their family's twins were so heavy filled Old Madam Mo with joy but also concern for He Zhiran.

It could only be said that her ninth daughter-in-law was fortunate, giving birth to such healthy twins.

Her two grandchildren were born with fortune, and their bedridden grandfather was able to walk with a cane on the very same day.

The more Old Madam Mo gazed at her granddaughter, the more she adored her.

"Old Master, in the Mo Family, there have always been more males than females. This little granddaughter will be the jewel of our family and should be given a beautiful name."

In the Great Shun dynasty, the eldest family member traditionally named the child. Old Madam Mo's words were a reminder to Mo Qing that it was time to consider names for the two babies.

Mo Qing had already accepted his situation. Without his family's care, even after being rescued, he wouldn't have been able to survive.

On the first day he returned to Xiling Village, he had already made his stance clear: the Mo family would be managed by Mo Jiuye and his wife from now on.

After some observation, he recognized his ninth daughter-in-law's exceptional insight. He didn't want to impose his authority on naming the babies, believing she would choose a better name than he could.

Though he thought this way, he still needed to follow the formality.

"The official names of the children should be left to their parents. I'll just suggest a few nicknames for us to use."

No one present objected to this.

"Ran Ran endured so much to continue the Mo family's lineage. The naming should be left to her as their mother."

Pausing for a moment, Grandma Mo asked, "What milk name does Lord Mo intend to give our two grandchildren?"

Gazing lovingly at the little granddaughter who was sound asleep beside him, Mo Qing replied, "As I mentioned earlier, she is the precious pearl of our Mo Family. Her milk name shall be Mingzhu (Bright Pearl)."

"Mingzhu (Bright Pearl), what a beautiful name, precious, strong, and resilient. The daughter of our Mo Family should indeed be such," Mo Zhongyuan nodded in agreement.

With everyone's unanimous approval, the younger child successfully earned the milk name Mingzhu (Bright Pearl).

Though he hadn't seen his beloved grandson with his own eyes yet, Grandma Mo had already described his appearance in detail.

After a moment of contemplation, Mo Qing said, "Our grandson's milk name shall be Zhur (Pillar)."

"Zhur (Pillar)?" Grandma Mo was quite disapproving.

Although she hadn't brought her grandson back to her own courtyard, it didn't mean she favored her granddaughter exclusively. She loved her grandson just as much.

Why should the granddaughter have such a lovely milk name, while the grandson was only given the name Zhur (Pillar)?

Mo Qing knew his wife had misunderstood him and quickly explained, "I love our grandson equally, but as the eldest grandson of the Mo family, I gave him this milk name hoping he will become the new pillar of the Mo family."

A pillar was certainly a good thing, but the milk name Zhur (Pillar) seemed too casual, much like the names of children in Xiling Village.

This was what everyone present thought; they believed that even the milk name of the eldest grandson of the Mo family should be more grand.

Although Grandma Mo also thought the milk name wasn't great, she didn't want to contradict her husband. After all, since he had returned home, this was the first time she had seen him so happy. She could also tell that he had thought carefully about the milk name for their grandson.

"A milk name is just for the family to use casually; outsiders won't call them by it. Besides, our Zhur (Pillar) will have a formal name, and when he grows up and goes to school, he will also have a courtesy name."

Seeing that Mother agreed with Father's opinion, the Mo brothers had already firmly decided on one thing in their hearts.

Ever since they had Han Yue, their parents had clearly shown favoritism, favoring their sister with the best things.

It seemed that the elderly couple was indeed different; while most families valued boys, their Mo family valued girls...

Unaware that they had been perceived as examples of favoring daughters, the elderly couple looked at little Mingzhu with joy.

The more the Mo brothers thought about their nephew, the more they felt a common plight. They exchanged glances and decided to go see the little nephew. As uncles, they couldn't let him feel neglected in the Mo family.

They rushed to Ninth Brother Mo Jiuya's courtyard. Not knowing which room the nephew was in and worried about disturbing their newly delivered ninth sister-in-law, the brothers stood in the courtyard, exchanging awkward glances.

Although Mo Jiuya was focused on his wife, he was always alert and could still hear footsteps in the courtyard.

He gently placed He Zhiran's hand back and carefully covered her with the quilt before quietly stepping out.

Hearing the door open, all the brothers turned their gazes simultaneously.

"Ninth Brother, where's our nephew?" The second brother's eyes were full of affection.

Having not slept all night and facing his own brothers, Mo Jiuya didn't bother reading their expressions.

"He was just taken to the side room by his grandmother."

"Let's go see our nephew." Knowing the nephew's location, the eldest brother took the lead, as it was more convenient since the child wasn't in his sister-in-law's room.

The brothers closely followed the eldest brother's steps and appeared together in the side room.

At this moment, He Ziming was holding the eldest son, his expression soft and utterly smitten.

Seeing such a large group of people enter, he was briefly startled and quickly held the eldest son more tightly.