Lu Jiang was carrying the bossy Xiaosi around the house when he froze at the words, "I thought you'd save that name for Xiaosan. Xiaosan is so well-behaved; aside from the necessities of eating and using the toilet, he's never given us a moment's worry."
Although most of his energy was focused on Xiaowo, he still had a heart full of love for Xiaosan and Xiaosi.
Feng Qingxue looked at the son lying quietly beside her, eyes filled with concern and love, "An old leader is the head of a nation, radiant and illuminating the earth, the most blessed and noble person in the world. I hope the name given by the old leader will bless Xiaowo with a safe and long life of a hundred years."
"Sure!" Lu Jiang agreed without hesitation, "Let's also give Xiaowo a nickname, something lowly to make him easier to raise; the worse the name, the better."
Xibao cut in, "I'm Xibao, my sister is Fubao, should we call my brother Xiaobao, is that good?"
