Escape from the desert

Chapter 147 Taking Names

"Mother, I will study hard in the future, and I will be able to protect you when I pass the high-ranking examination. You must never marry!" Lin Bei patted his chest and said with all his might.

"Mother, and me, we will also work hard to make money. We will buy a lot of land for mother, more than that Qin widow." Lin Xi also said quickly.

Jiang Yan looked at their anxious and worried faces, knowing that they were afraid that she was really thinking about getting married, she couldn't help laughing, she finally became the mother of five sons painlessly, and she already picked it up It's cheap, and besides, she really has no interest in marriage at all, so she's satisfied with this family for the rest of her life.

"Don't worry, I won't remarry. I can't wait to watch you all my life, so hurry up and eat breakfast, let's go to cut the rice."

The family comforted each other a few words, and the depressing atmosphere finally returned to the laughter and laughter of the past. Seeing several children were quietly relieved, Jiang Yan almost didn't laugh out loud. Thinking of Mrs. Jiang's family, her eyes darkened, look. It's time to make them suffer.

The farce in the morning passed quickly, and it became another new topic of discussion after dinner in Linjia Village. Jiang Yan and a large family finally finished harvesting the paddy in the field, and shed all the grains in the afternoon.

This year’s autumn harvest for their family has also come to a successful end, but the autumn harvest in the village is still going on. After the autumn harvest, usually in the next month, the government will send someone to collect the tax. When the tax is paid, the rest of the grain is the family’s own. Yes, Jiang Yan also intends to wait until then to husk the rice.

It was early for dinner today. Lin Yousheng's family and Lao Wu's family were sitting in the yard, chatting with Lin Dong and the others about business matters. Jiang Yan intended to let a few children grow up to be able to take care of themselves, so she tried to take full control of many things. to them.

"Grandma, Xiaodouzi can also write his name." Xiaodouzi came over with a brush that was longer than his hand and a piece of paper with his name on it.

Jiang Yan looked at the three characters "Xiaodouzi", which were crooked like a dog, but didn't recognize it for a while. She took the brush and praised Xiaodouzi while teaching him to continue writing, so that she could practice better.

Jiang Yan suddenly remembered that Xiaodouzi doesn't seem to have a big name, she has always been called Xiaodouzi. The last time they asked her husband for a name in Erbi, she forgot to ask the husband of the private school to help him pick one.

Thinking that Xiaodouzi has grown up gradually, this nickname was fine when he was a child, but when he grew up, he couldn't call it that way, although his name was better than Erbi.

She beckoned to the room: "Erbi, last time the gentleman of the private school said to give you names, but it has already been decided?"

Erbi hugged the book and shook his head: "Not yet, Mr. said it is easy to choose a name, but he also pays attention to fate. He chose two for me to choose, but I want my aunt to name me."

Jiang Yan also became interested when she heard it. She actually wanted to name a few children herself, and she felt an inexplicable sense of belonging: "Erbi, you have been in private school for a while, but you have the words you want. ?"

Erbi nodded again and again, ran back to the room excitedly, took out a stack of paper, crumpled, all used waste paper, but the little guy put away neatly, he took out three.

Jiang Yan took it and looked at the words "Birds make happy sounds, and the director has good thoughts." The "birds" above were outlined by a large circle.

The second one is simple, a bunch of messy words outline a "grant"

The third one has two poems that are not next to each other: "I lose myself and others laugh at me for being stupid." "The four words are circled.

Erbi said shyly and coyly: "I found these few poems in the book. I think they look good and have a lot of gestures. I feel very powerful when I look at them. Auntie, you are in these words. Help me choose a name."

Jiang Yan: ...

At first glance, there are only three words in my mind: beasts blaspheme salted fish

None of them were serious, she looked at Erbi with a look of anticipation, and when she thought of the name of his Erbi, it was no different from those three. As long as she read more books and recognized a few more characters, she would not choose this for herself. few words.

The corner of Jiang Yan's mouth twitched, this child is somewhat literate, just a little bit. If he really chooses his name according to the characters he gave, in the future, when he grows up, he will not have to go back to Linjia Village overnight to change the genealogy!

Jiang Yan squeezed the wrinkled paper in her hand, which was somewhat petrified. If she knew that the husband of the private school would ask him to name it himself, she would definitely object to it.

"Little aunt, are the words I chose very good? Are you also confused about which one to choose?" He couldn't wait for Jiang Yan's reply, and Erbi felt that he had chosen very well, and laughed even more. brilliant.

Jiang Yan almost didn't laugh, this kid couldn't even make it up to him, he wouldn't really think he was very powerful, right?

"Pfft!" Lin Bei, who came out from behind, lowered his head just to see the paper in Jiang Yan's hand: "Erbi, you have to laugh at me to death! You have been picking and picking up the names that have been hidden for so many days, it's not just these few. Right? You have chosen the beasts, I think it is better to continue to teach the second strokes, at least he sounds like a good person."

Lin Bei was pulled by Jiang Wen to speed up his learning progress, and he recognized many more characters than Erbi, so he recognized the characters on the paper at a glance.

"Mother, look at me, my real name is Lin Bei, so I can only use the words."

Jiang Yan looked down and saw two small characters "Shun An" written on the slightly yellowed paper. The strokes of the characters were green and unfinished, but it was not difficult to see the meaning of these two characters. It was smooth sailing and a safe journey. , Lin Bei didn't start reading for a long time, and he didn't know how to refer to the meaning of the poems to name them, so he just chose two words according to what he thought.

"Little Si, your words are not in a hurry. Men's Twenty Guanli has just taken the words. You should read with peace of mind first." Jiang Yan tapped his forehead lightly with the paper in her hand.

This era is not particular about choosing names, especially in rural areas, it is more casual, but scholars are different. Not only are they precious, but their names are also precious. The name is chosen by the father or family members. At the time of the ceremony, find a respected elder to pick it up.

"I know my mother, and then my mother will get it for me."

Jiang Yan nodded and said to Erbi: "These words you chose are not good, I will help you think of one, just like Lin Bei and the others, add a word after the surname, you are called Jiang Hao, meaning The meaning of Haoran righteousness is mainly because the word is read smoothly."

Erbi murmured a few words, and finally laughed: "Thank you little aunt, I like this name, and I will be called Jiang Hao in the future!"

He was running in the yard excitedly, shouting his name, repeating it to everyone over and over again, with red eyes and water waves in his eyes. For Jiang Hao, this is not just a name, but his new life. If there is no little aunt, there will be no Jiang Hao, so he is grateful.

(End of this chapter)