The Blessed

Too much noise this side, even the small bun who was hanging out in the yard was attracted. He ran over and threw himself into Ling Jingxuan’s arms, followed by Ling Wen and Huzi who had sweat trickling down their foreheads. After having gotten along for over a month, the three of them and Tiewa had already become best friends.

“Haha… nothing, it’s just we are trying to give our home a name.”

After holding him up and putting him on his lap, Ling Jingxuan said while wiping the sweat off his face, while Yan Shengrui on the other side also came over and sat down on the lounge chair beside him, pulling his big son over and helping him wipe off the sweat.

“Do we need a name for our home?”

The small bun wore a doubtful expression, head turning sideways. Don’t only people need a name?

Ling Jingxuan tipped his nose and said dotingly, “Of course! Didn’t you also give a name to the two cubs? Oh right, where are Dahei and Xiaohei? Why didn’t I see them?”

It was then he noticed that the two cubs that always tightly stuck to them after they came back from school weren’t there. Ling Jingxuan looked around the yard but still didn’t see them.

“I don't know. They were gone when I was eating. Maybe they went to the chicken coop to amuse those chicks? Xiaohei is bad. Every time he’d chase after those chicks and piglets to bully them.”

Seizing the opportunity, the small bun started to complain with that wrinkled face. Ling Jingxuan shook his head. They are wolves! Although he raised them as dogs, they wouldn’t lose their original nature so easily. It was already fortunate enough that they didn’t eat those little things at home.

“Daddy, how about we call our home orchard? Didn't you say that you’d plant a lot of fruit trees in the open space of the house in the future? When the fruit trees are full of fruit, it will be an orchard.”

Sitting on Yan Shengrui's lap, Ling Wen suddenly cut in their conversation, and pulled it back to the topic. But Ling Jingxuan froze, “We’d plant fruit trees, so we call it orchard? At the beginning, I only planned to raise two buns. According to what you said, shouldn’t we call it bun restaurant?”

“Ha ha...”

“Daddy...”

Everyone present heard that Ling Jingxuan called them little buns not just one or two times. So as those words came out, everyone instantly understood and laughed violently. Only Ling Wen was choked with resentment while staring at his daddy angrily. How could bun restaurant even sound better than orchard? Daddy is the worst, always bullying him!

“Haha...How about we call it Ling Park (In yin pin, it has the same pronunciation with memorial park), both good to hear and different from others.”

“Only you’d live in a memorial park! No! That won’t do!”

Ling Jingxuan got goose bumps as he thought of memorial parks. Although he was not a superstitious person, or you could call him an atheist, the new house had just been built. At least it should be something symbolizing auspiciousness, right? Ling Park? Memorial Park? Sounds kind of creepy? Doesn’t it?

“OK, Ling Park it is. Jingpeng, ask someone to make a plaque and hang it.”

If competing who was the most thick-skinned, if Yan Shengrui said he was only second, then no one would dare to say they are first. Now, he totally didn’t take himself as an outsider anymore.

“But...”

Ling Jingpeng hesitated to look at his big brother. He also felt Ling Park was not bad, but his big brother seemed quite unsatisfied. So he doesn’t dare to make that decision.

“No, definitely not Ling Park!”

Facing his younger brother’s inquiring eyes, Ling Jingxuan shook his head resolutely. Others all felt confused, because they all thought Ling Park was not bad. Why was only he opposing?

“Our home is backed by the Yuehua Mountain, and is built into the shape of a manor, it is better to call it Yuehua Manor.”

Ling Jinghan felt his chin while he meditated for a moment and finally came up with a decent name, Ling Jingxuan thought about it a little and nodded, “Yuehua Manor it is!”

Looking at him being so eager, the others all laughed again, but they also indirectly approved of Ling Jinghan’s suggestion. Yuehua Manor! A grand and magnificent name! Seen from any aspect, it was just right.

“It's getting dark. We have to get up early tomorrow. Guys, go to bed early.”

After chatting for a while, the sky had become completely dark, Ling Jingxuan, holding the small bun, stood up, seeing that, others also got up, tomorrow would be a busy day, so it was time to rest.

“Why so repulsive of Ling Park?”

One after the other, Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan held a son each and went back to their room. Suddenly Yan Shengrui paced up and walked side by side with him. Yuehua Manor is good, but lacks the feelings of home. Besides, Ling Jingxuan’s reaction just now was really weird.

“As far as I know, some local mass cemeteries are called memorial park,” Ling Jingxuan said, frowning and grumbling, “Although it is just them pinyin, it's still not auspicious.”

“Really?”

Yan Shengrui picked his eyebrows, saying with an obvious suspicious tone. But for this thing, he who had lost his memories couldn’t verify it. Ling Jingxuan said impatiently, “Yes, yes, go give the little buns a bath and let them sleep early. And you, sleep early, and you’d be almost recovered tomorrow.”

“Yes, my lord!”

Grabbing his son's hand and shaking it mischievously, Yan Shengrui went into the room with Ling Jingxuan and his two little sons. And a whole day was finally over.