On September 21st, Lu gave birth to a baby boy who weighed 2.5 kilograms at family MU's Hospital.
Jing Tianyuan named his second great-grandson Jing Zhi. His name, together with Jing Rui 's, was wise.
He hoped that his two great-grandsons could help each other in the future, so that they could make family Jing go further and better with their wisdom.
In the high-class Ward of the hospital, Jing Yiran was holding his son in his arms."Grandpa, you're biased! Why does Jing Rui's name sound so nice, but my son's name sounds like a retard? no, no, I have to change it!"
Mu Wensheng had just taken a sip of water, but he immediately spat it out. Then he slapped his thigh and laughed wildly.
"Hahaha! Jing Tianyuan, you have a time when your name is despised! You've been showing off every day that you're the best in the world, and now you've finally lost!"
