Houmen's concubine

Chapter 26 Name
Xie Yuheng really didn't notice this, he was just afraid that the little girl's mouth would dry up after eating cakes, so don't choke.

He handed over the teacup in his hand casually.

At this time, his attention was on the words Wang Tong'er had just written, how could he notice the matter of the tea cup?
In his memory, Wang Tong'er had never touched a book in two lifetimes, and it was even less likely that someone would teach her to practice calligraphy.

How could Xie Yuheng think that Wang Tong'er was a college student who traveled from the modern society?

I can only guess that she came home occasionally, her brother taught her!
"Do you know the meaning of Tong?" Xie Yuheng asked her abruptly.

Wang Tong'er was surprised that he asked this question, who doesn't know the word Tong?

I learned it when I was in elementary school, and I have heard my grandfather tell me about the origin of my name since I was sensible.

Her name was given by her cousin Wang Dongsheng, who was ten years older than herself.

When my cousin saw himself in the swaddling baby, his little face was as red as a little sun.

So, the primary school student's hall brother suggested to his uncle and aunt: "My sister is called Tong'er, okay?"

His name was neither chosen by Zongheng Shanghai's grandfather, nor by his grandfather who is a leading figure in the literary world.

It turned out to be just a name given to a ten-year-old boy.

Thinking of this, Wang Tong'er replied: "Master Hui Shi, the word Tong means red."

Xie Yuheng stared deeply at the little girl's palm-sized, white and jade-like face in front of her, thinking that when she first saw her, she was still a little baby in a swaddling womb.

I remember that day when he heard his mother say that his father would be back after the new year, he was extremely excited!
Ha ha!

Daddy finally came home, I want to study hard and wait for Daddy to come back and recite the book for him!
I have to practice martial arts diligently, and when my father comes back, I will show him a set of fists and kicks
Unexpectedly, Xie Yuheng, who was full of joy, was at the door of his mother's bedroom, and heard his mother's sad voice and said to Nanny Lin: "Order someone to separate the west courtyard tomorrow, I don't want to see his women and children."

Mother Lin comforted her in a low voice: "Hey! Don't be sad, madam, and take care of yourself. You should be happy that the master is back."

The mother was still not happy, "Forget it, it's useless for me to be sad, but I didn't expect that in the past seven or eight years, he would have given birth to four children outside at once! Isn't this a shocking person?"

"Ma'am, none of those women and children can get away from you and your son. What's more, this family has been run by your housekeeper for so many years. They can't turn the sky around, can they?" Madam Xu meant very much. Obviously, the man's heart is not here, as long as the money is firmly in his hands.

Little Xie Yuheng was filled with joy like a basin of cold water was poured from head to toe: It turned out that Daddy had children outside, and there were more than one but four
It turns out that my mother knew about it a long time ago, and she only kept it from him.

Disappointed, he dismissed the servants around him, followed his footsteps aimlessly in the mansion, and unknowingly reached the back door of the Hou Mansion, and happened to meet Mrs. Zhao holding a month-old baby Come to the Hou Mansion to chat with some servants.

Mrs. Zhao gave birth to a child, and Mrs. Zhongyonghou, Mrs. Rong, was benevolent and let her stay at home after the child's breastfeeding period before coming to the Hou's mansion to work.

When Xie Yuheng was in a bad mood, depressed and irritable, all the servants hurriedly saluted him when they saw him: "The slaves have seen the young master!"

When he raised his eyes, he saw the little baby wrapped in his mother's arms, the little face was red, and the pair of big black eyes under the long eyelashes were really cute.

I couldn't help feeling much better, and asked, "What's the name of this kid?"

"Returning to the young master, the child has only been given a nickname, not a big name yet!" Mrs. Zhao replied softly with a smile.

"I saw her blushing, how about calling her Tong'er?" Xie Yuheng stared fixedly at Mrs. Zhao with her noble and unparalleled little face, expecting her to agree.

"Okay! My servant, thank you young master for giving the child a name!" When Mrs. Zhao heard that Xie Yuheng had named her daughter, she did not dare to refute his kindness.

What's more, it's a good name!

Isn't the baby girl in her hand with a red face?
Well, it would be nice to have the same name as her when she grows up in the future.

Thinking of this, Xie Yuheng's mouth curled up unconsciously.

Suddenly a gust of cold wind passed through the window, bringing a gust of coolness, and at some point the sun was covered by dark clouds again.

Wang Tong'er hurriedly reached out her small hand to close the window, but was stopped by a big bony palm: "There is no need to close the window tightly, as there is a charcoal fire in the room to ventilate."

"Oh."

I almost forgot that if the charcoal fire is burning in the house and the windows are not opened for ventilation, it will cause carbon dioxide poisoning.

cough!The knowledge I learned in school is all for nothing, not as good as the ancients thousands of years ago...

"Looking at it like this, it's probably going to snow again." Xie Yuheng raised his eyes and looked out the window. It was only cloudy when he got up early, but now the northwest wind was blowing, and the sky was also gloomy.

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After the meal, Xie Yuheng told Wang Tonger before going out: "If you have nothing to do in the afternoon, go to the small study to practice calligraphy, and wait for the son to come back to check in the evening."

"Oh."

Wang Tonger once again felt that she was back in the school days, when the teacher assigned homework, and the students finished their work and waited for the teacher to check.

Ha ha!

I don't care if he goes, let's draw the wheelchair first.

Anyway, the son is a busy man, so he might not remember such a trivial matter at night.

Wang Tonger thought luckily.

From his pen container full of various styles of pens, I found the finest pens used in painting to draw wheelchairs.

So, for half a day, Wang Tong'er was painting and changing, changing and changing painting.According to her memory, she drew the model of the wheelchair in her previous life.

Unknowingly, the sky darkened.

The drawing of the wheelchair she drew was also perfectly completed, and she couldn't help standing up and stretching out her arms: "Heh!" and stretching her waist.

"What did you draw?"

A familiar low-pitched and clear voice came from behind her, "Huh?" Wang Tonger shook her stretched arm, turned around and saw that it was Xie Yuheng who had just come in from the outside and was asking Xiao Mo to help him take off the outer hoodie. color cloak.

He was wearing a blue brocade robe at the moment, with a handsome and charming demeanor. When he first came in, there was still a hint of coolness on his body. After taking off the cloak, he came closer to look at the blueprint she had drawn.

"This is?" Unexpectedly, the thing on the painting caught Xie Yuheng's attention. He straightened the painting and took a closer look at it. There was something strange in Wang Tong'er's eyes.

"What's the name of this thing?" After taking a closer look at the thing, his face became extremely surprised and asked her again.

Seeing that he had seen it, Wang Tong'er couldn't hide it. She paused for a moment and said, "This is called a wheelchair."

She also wrote down substitutes for things that are not available here, but she doesn't know if they can be made.

Modern wheelchairs cannot be imitated. No matter how much the Great Zhou Dynasty developed, it still has not caught up with modern technology.

　It's no wonder that Xie Yuheng has a heart for Wang Tong'er, she was the one who chose her name!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)