Bab 1211: 1211: Pampered to the Point of No Law or Heaven (3)_1

"Look how beautiful!" Madam Yancey held the babies together, comparing them. "Nine has grown quite a bit, hasn't she? She's almost catching up to Four..."

Blake Yancey was nodding incessantly. He weighed the baby girl and said, "Our Nine is sure to grow up healthy and plump, and when she's older, she'll have the boys lining up to court her, won't she?"

At these words, everyone in the room laughed. Tara Summer laughed for a while, then looked up at Old Master Yancey and asked, "Dad, I heard you've already come up with a name for Four?"

"Yes..." Blake Yancey said with a smile, then he pulled out a stack of papers from his suit pocket, "I printed out a copy this morning. You can pick one from it. Of course, if you don't like any, we can think of a new one."

Tara Summer took it with a smile, unfolded it, and saw that there were four or five A4 sheets, each with a hundred names, all beginning with "Maxwell Yancey."