Chapter 902 - 903
"Which one of Xiaxia’s is the older and which is the younger?"
"The one with the red cover is the eldest, and the one with the blue cover is the second. I’ve picked nicknames for them; the eldest is Lele, and the second is Yangyang. Don’t they sound healthy and bright?" Yang Chuxia was quite proud of the names she had chosen.
It’s not as good as the best but better than the worst. At any rate, it’s much better than names like Tiezhu, Goudan, or Damao.
"My wife is a fortune teller!" Ye Zi’an laughed upon hearing her words, then pulled out a piece of bright yellow cloth from his chest, "The Emperor has bestowed names upon our Lele and Yangyang, one is Haoxuan and the other is Haoyang, just happens to be the eldest and the second."
Seeing the bright yellow cloth, Yang Chuxia hesitated slightly, knowing that seeing an imperial edict was as good as seeing the Emperor himself, and she should kneel, but now that she was in her own home, should she kneel? Yang Chuxia felt very conflicted.
"Should I kneel?" Alright, she asked anyway.
Seeing her looking so bewildered, Ye Zi’an just laughed out loud, "We’re in our own home, no need to kneel!"
"Ah, Brother An, look, they’re smiling!" Yang Chuxia excitedly remarked as she turned her head and saw the two little buns grinning, "These two little rascals, I’ve had such a hard time giving birth to them, and they haven’t smiled at me once in so many days. You come back, and they smile at you; it’s so unfair."
"Xiaxia, thank you!" Ye Zi’an, pleased by the sight of his sons’ smiling faces, hugged Yang Chuxia’s shoulders. With a wife he loved and lovely sons, what more could he ask for in this life?
"What are you thanking me for?" Yang Chuxia hit him lightly, saying reproachfully, "Go and wash up, today we are holding the full month celebration for them. Although we’re only having the ladies earlier, my father and the others should have heard the news and will be coming over, you should go down first and greet them."
"Right, I’ll go now, we’ll have a proper talk tonight," Ye Zi’an said before kissing her and heading off to wash up.
As soon as Ye Zi’an was washed up and ready, Yang Chuxia called Ming Liu and Li’s mother to come watch the children, as Li’s mother was older and knew how to care for them.
When she went downstairs and headed to the front courtyard, Yang Chuxia asked, "How come you’re the only one back, what about the rest of the people with you?"
"They’re trailing with the carriage in the back. You don’t know, the Emperor gave us quite a lot of things on the way back, and there were also gifts from my uncle. We packed so many things that the journey was slow, so I rode ahead on horseback. They’ll probably take a few more days to get here."
As Ye Zi’an explained this, Yang Chuxia’s curiosity grew. What exactly had Brother An done during his trip to the Capital City to receive both gifts and bestowed names from the Emperor? Although she had never been to the Capital City, she knew that receiving a bestowed name was a big deal and not an ordinary honor.
She thought to herself that she would certainly have a good talk with him that evening.
Ye Zi’an, who had been walking and keeping an eye on her, didn’t miss her curious expression. As they approached the front, he whispered in Yang Chuxia’s ear, "My wife, I have passed the exam. I am the second-highest scorer."
While Yang Chuxia was still thinking about the significance of being the second-highest scorer, Ye Zi’an had already gone ahead of her to kowtow to Old Yang and others such as Yang Dachuan, who had rushed over after hearing the news...
"Grandpa, Dad, Mom, I’m back! Thank you for taking care of Xiaxia these days!"
"Silly child, we are family, blood is thicker than water, why speak such formalities? Get up quickly."
Yang Dachuan stepped forward to help him up. Once he was standing, he took another look and said, "Not bad, you look even more spirited after the trip."