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Chapter 675: The Longevity Lock

Just after the Spring Festival, in March, Huang Xiaochuan received some good news: his good friend Ma Yifeng called him.

Huang Xiaochuan could hear the genuine joy in Ma Yifeng's voice over the phone: "My wife gave birth, a boy, weighing nine pounds and three ounces."

"Really? That's great!" Huang Xiaochuan was very happy for Ma Yifeng and Sang Weihong when he heard the news.

Huang Xiaochuan had a very good relationship with the couple, so the next day he asked Yu Xiang to accompany him to the hospital to visit the newborn.

When Ma Yifeng met Huang Xiaochuan and his wife, he was about to wash diapers. Originally, Sang Weihong's disposable diapers were all prepared, but when her mother came, she refused to let them use them, forcing the couple to use the diapers she brought from home for the newborn. This made things difficult for Ma Yifeng.

"Oh! What brings you here?" Ma Yifeng was pleasantly surprised to see Huang Xiaochuan and Yu Xiang.

Huang Xiaochuan pointed to the ward: "Can we go in and take a look?"

Ma Yifeng quickly pushed open the door: "Of course!"

After opening the door, he shouted loudly into the room, "Wife, look who's here!"

Huang Xiaochuan was truly exasperated. What if his loud voice scared the child? And he's supposed to be a professor! He looks like a clueless idiot.

Sure enough, a "whoosh" came from inside, followed by Sang Weihong's mother's complaints.

Huang Xiaochuan could only force a smile and walk in, where he saw an elderly woman, around sixty years old, rocking a small bed to soothe a crying baby.

The old woman rolled her eyes at Ma Yifeng, who was hiding behind Huang Xiaochuan, with displeasure. This prospective son-in-law was really something else.

"Hello, Auntie! I'm a friend of Lao Ma and Lao Sang. I heard that Lao Sang gave birth, so I came to visit." Huang Xiaochuan took the initiative to greet the old woman.

Yu Xiang also took the initiative to greet her: "Hello, Auntie!"

Sang Weihong's mother was very welcoming to Huang Xiaochuan and Yu Xiang, and got up to move stools for them. At this moment, Ma Yifeng was quite perceptive and quickly took over the task.

Mrs. Sang warmly greeted them, "Please sit down, please sit down!"

"Thank you!" Yu Xiang said politely, then walked to the crib to see the baby who was crying loudly, and helped push the crib to soothe him.

Huang Xiaochuan gave Sang Weihong, who was leaning against the bed, a thumbs up: "Over nine jin! Impressive!"

Because it was a natural birth, Sang Weihong was in great spirits a day later. Her face was full of maternal glow. She looked lovingly at the crib and pretended to complain, "Listen to that voice, it's so noisy."

Huang Xiaochuan laughed and said, "I think it's great! His voice is full of energy; you can tell he's a real young man just by listening to it outside!"

At this moment, Sang's mother handed two glasses of water to Yu Xiang and Huang Xiaochuan. Huang Xiaochuan took them and didn't forget to say thank you!

After taking a sip of water, he casually asked, "Have you decided on a name yet?"

Sang Weihong looked at Ma Yifeng, who said with a troubled expression, "Not yet, but a few have been prepared. I just don't know which one to use."

Huang Xiaochuan understood Ma Yifeng's point. There are certain considerations when it comes to naming a child, since the name will accompany the child throughout their life, so it should be taken seriously. Of course, having a family genealogy would save a lot of trouble.

"Then tell me what the names are." Huang Xiaochuan was also eager to know what the candidate names Ma Yifeng had prepared for his son were.

Upon hearing that Huang Xiaochuan would offer his advice, Ma Yifeng excitedly named several candidate names: "For the first and second names, I would take two characters each from 'Riding the Wind and Breaking the Waves,' namely Ma Chengfeng and Ma Polang."

Huang Xiaochuan had just taken a sip of water when he heard the name "Ma Polang," and the water choked up in his nose and he spat it out. He quickly covered his mouth. Yu Xiang looked at Ma Yifeng and Huang Xiaochuan with a mixture of amusement and exasperation, and then took out a tissue from her bag and handed it to Huang Xiaochuan.

Huang Xiaochuan quickly wiped his eyes and nose. This old Ma, a professor, named his son Ma Polang?

After things returned to normal, Huang Xiaochuan asked again, "Anything else?"

At this moment, Ma Yifeng knew perfectly well why Huang Xiaochuan had burst out laughing earlier. He himself also felt that the name Ma Polang was not quite appropriate. When Huang Xiaochuan asked him, he replied, "And Ma Yi and Ma Aisang."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Huang Xiaochuan quickly stopped Ma Yifeng, preventing him from continuing. He then turned to Sang Weihong and said earnestly, "Old Sang! I think you, as the mother, should handle the naming. Your old Ma..." Huang Xiaochuan stopped there, but the meaning was clear: Ma Yifeng was really unsuitable for naming. Ma Yi? Ant? Ma Ai Sang? You can't show off your love by using your child's name, can you?

Sang Weihong glared at Ma Yifeng with displeasure: "Go wash the diapers quickly, you don't need to come up with a name."

"Fine!" Ma Yifeng had no choice but to take the basin out.

After Ma Yifeng left, Huang Xiaochuan smiled and said, "I think the first name Old Ma chose was quite good. Ma Chengfeng, it sounds nice, is easy to remember, and has a good meaning."

Sang Weihong considered it carefully, her eyes lit up, and she made a decision: "Then let's call him Ma Chengfeng! His nickname will be Fengfeng."

"Hey, hey, hey, I think the nickname should be Little Colt. Fengfeng is a bit of a mouthful, let's forget about it!" Huang Xiaochuan quickly offered a better suggestion. These two really are birds of a feather; their naming skills are about the same. Fengfeng? Are they crazy?

Especially since Ma Yifeng is from southern Fujian, and if you pronounce his name in the southern Fujian dialect, is it pronounced like "hum hum" or "boom boom"? That's just...unbelievable.

Imagine if Ma Yifeng took his wife and son back to his hometown in the future, and his family members started to complain and grumble. Would Sang Weihong be able to handle it?

Huang Xiaochuan's suggestion was ultimately adopted, and the little guy, who had just been coaxed to sleep, would henceforth be called Little Colt.

Not long after, Ma Yifeng returned after washing the diapers, and Sang Weihong told him the name she had finally decided to give her son.

Hearing that the first name from his candidate list was used, Ma Yifeng beamed with joy. He rubbed his hands together and said with a smile, "Indeed, Ma Chengfeng is the best, and Little Colt is the best too!"

Seeing that it was almost time, Huang Xiaochuan took an exquisite box from Yu Xiang and handed it to Sang Weihong: "This is for your little pony, don't be shy, accept it!"

Upon hearing this, Sang Weihong didn't stand on ceremony with Huang Xiaochuan and directly accepted the heavy box.

She didn't forget to order Ma Yifeng around: "Old Ma, see Xiao Chuan and the others off!"

"I know!" Ma Yifeng replied as he saw Huang Xiaochuan and his wife out.

After Huang Xiaochuan and his wife left, Sang's mother curiously looked at the box. Sang Weihong opened the box in front of her mother, and the contents inside startled the old lady.

Inside are two longevity locks, one gold and one silver, as well as a pair of gold ingots, symbolizing blessings for the little baby to live a long and prosperous life, and to enjoy wealth and peace.

Shortly after Huang Xiaochuan and his wife left, Ma Yifeng felt something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. It wasn't until the next day, when he heard Sang Weihong calling his name while breastfeeding their son, that he realized something was wrong.

Damn it, my name is Ma Yifeng and my son's name is Ma Chengfeng. People who don't know better would think they're brothers. Ma Yifeng wanted to curse, but he didn't. After all, Ma Chengfeng was his own idea. Huang Xiaochuan just chose one of the few names he came up with. This is what you call shooting yourself in the foot.

Fortunately, it was discovered early, and it's not too late to fix it now.

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