When admiring the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Qiao Wuyong was in high spirits and led his daughter, who was about to give birth, to admire the moon in the garden.
In the crowd of servants, the father and daughter remained speechless, staring straight at the moon.
After a while——
"Zhao'er, have you chosen a name for my grandson?"
Qiao Yuanzhao blinked and touched a piece of moon cake quietly. She had a hunch that it must be stuffed with lotus paste, so she took a big bite, then spit it out, spit it out...
"Dad, I was thinking of naming him whatever he wanted to eat. Unfortunately, your grandson is unlucky and can only be called Qiao Wuren."
Qiao Wuyong's face, which had been paralyzed for thousands of years, finally cracked, "Are you sure he won't hate you if you name him like this?"
Qiao Yuanzhao spread his hands and expressed that he was quite innocent, "I was originally thinking about eating lotus paste stuffing, but I didn't know it was five kernels. I'll make do with it, it's better than stinky tofu in a leek box."
What answered her was the sound of the mooncake plate falling to the ground.
Then, "Dad, your grandson seems to like this name, so I think I'm going to give birth--"
This article is not a Mary Sue, and it doesn't have too many golden fingers. The heroine is very miserable, and the author is also very miserable. Just leave a message or hide it, you won't lose your moral integrity.
An editor suggested that I delete the previous part of the story, otherwise I wouldn't be able to sign the contract. All I can say about this is that the first few chapters are full of foreshadowing, which is very important for the heroine who will follow. Love to sign or not. If some viewers feel that the plot is too slow, then bye bye, I am not a glass-hearted person and cannot bear this blow.