Rebirth of the Revenge Queen

After dinner, the servant prepared enough snacks and drinks, the air conditioning temperature was just adjusted, and ilanyou also asked people to prepare a white board in front.

"Who's the first?" Yuan Hui asked, holding the baby.

"Uncle." Zhang Ya ignored the eager and confident Xiang jiuer.

"Good." Ehorn got up and went to the board. He put the paper with his name on it with the round colored magnetic tape beside it.

"These are the names I want." "Yichengrui, yishuzhe," said yihaoen

"Yes." People nodded, the name is OK, but there is no bright spot.

"Next." Yuan Hui said.

"I'll do it." Yilanyou stood up and pasted the paper with his own name on the white board: "yishizhu, I hope he can keep the character of bamboo, and I also want to take the meaning of" the situation is like a broken bamboo ". I hope he will have a free and easy and humble character in the future. "

"Yes." The crowd nodded.

"Youyou, please help me paste what I wrote." Yuan Hui can't help but ask Elan you to help her.

"Good." Yi Lanyou pastes the paper with Yuan Hui's name on the whiteboard.

"Yi Chenghao." Yuan Hui said: "the original meaning of Hao refers to the bright appearance of heaven and earth when the sun comes out. I hope this child will be a normal person with integrity and sunshine in the future. " After that, Liancheng also pasted his name, and then Zhang Ya: "yizhiqi, yimoshi, Zhiqi correspond to two kinds of traditional Chinese medicine, angelica and astragalus, both of which are commonly used drugs, and have strong vitality. As for the Yimo world, the meaning of taking justice is incomparable

"And who else?" Asked ilanyou.

"I, I, I!" "I, I, I and I!" he raised his arms to jiuer

"All right." In fact, they didn't have any hope for Xiang jiuer, but it was rare that everyone was so positive, so they nodded and put on a quiet wait.

"Cough." "I've thought about 76 names in all, and then I'll choose the best three. They're all the essence!" said Xiang jiuer with a slight cough

“……” After listening to this, everyone nodded. It seems that Xiang jiu'er is very serious.

"Nine son you say." Yuan Hui, with a smile on his face, said that Xiang jiu'er had worked so hard for the child, which was still commendable.

"Yes." He nodded to jiuer and pasted the first piece of paper on the white board: "Aesop, I have checked this one." "The road is long and far away," said Xiang jiuer with a pause. "I will go up and ask for help."

"Jiu'er......" Zhang Ya blinked and said, "have you heard fables?"

"Fables?" To nine son Leng Leng Leng: "what fable?"

"Aesop's fables." Elanyou went on. "Er..." Xiang jiuer thought of something like this: "it's OK. There's another one." Xiang jiuer posted the second name: "I bamboo shoot, this Su Shi has a poem called" forest bamboo shoot ", the first sentence is: the bamboo forest has been frozen and died, and the spring bamboo shoots happen again and again year after year. Take justice and live forever.

good moral! "

“……” Everyone's face is muddled. What's the ghost's name? Are all the forest and bamboo better than bamboo shoots?

There was serious doubt about the names of the seventy-three people who had been kicked out.

"Ah?" Looking at the faces of the crowd, he asked, "don't you like it? It doesn't matter if I don't like it. I have a third name. "

"Forget it." Yilanyou hurriedly stops: "jiu'er, you are working hard."

"No, I'm not..." Xiang jiu'er shakes the paper in his hand. There is another one.

"Actually, I don't think this method is very good." Zhang Ya said, "because we all think the name we want is better, right?"

Zhang Ya asked. Though they didn't answer, they nodded their heads.

"Yes, I think my name is the best and the most meaningful." I nodded to jiu'er seriously.

“……” Zhang Ya took a sip of her mouth. Just now she just added a sentence that she didn't like.

"What should I do then?" Ehorn thought for a moment and said, "now this kid can't climb or walk." If you are a little older, you can draw lots by yourself. "There's a way." Think about Zhang Ya's eyes and say: "we are six now. Then we will make two pairs of notes, one to six, and then we will draw one by ourselves. The other will let the baby lie flat. We will pour it into the palm of his hand, and keep the number of notes corresponding to the

notes in our hands. "

"Good." They nodded, "just look at fate."

"Yes." Zhang Ya nodded his head and asked the servant to get the pen and paper.

After making two pairs of notes, they each drew one.

After remembering their numbers, we asked elanyou to pour another piece of paper into the palm of the baby.

Ilan Youhuan looks at all the people in the circle. In fact, these names are very pleasant. They are all good wishes for her brother.

Just don't smoke the one in the middle.

Yilanyou shakes the note and pours it into the palm of the baby's hand. Soon he sees a little note firmly in the middle of the baby's palm.

"Out." Zhang Ya asked, "what's the number?"

"Number three." Yilanyou picked up the note in the baby's hand and said, "it's not me." She's number one.

Zhang Ya also shook his head: "I'm number two."

"I'm number four." Yuan Hui said.

"Number six." Said Lian Cheng.

"I'm number five." Said ihorn.

“……” After a brief silence, everyone mechanically turned to look at Xiang jiuer.

"Long live!" Cheers to nine son, raises own fist to say: "is the destiny God selected me!"! It was the baby who chose me! "

At this time, I don't know whether I was scared by Xiang jiuer's excited look and intonation, or I was about to be scared by the name of Aesop or bamboo shoots. The baby cried loudly.

Yilanyou quickly picked up the baby, gently coaxed him, thinking about it.

[cry Cry... I understand you ]

“……” Everyone is silent down, a little can not accept the result, only to nine children excited.

She jumped to the whiteboard and stuck a piece of paper on it and said, "it's up to you! Yixuanzhu! "

"Eh?" Everybody hears this name also one Leng, the head that brush together looks toward the direction of whiteboard.

"Cough." After looking at jiuer, we coughed twice and said, "when you are promoted, you will become a bamboo Pavilion, green and cold.". The heart is pure, but the rod is small. " After reading the poem, he said to jiuer, "not bad!"

"Good name, good name." Zhang Ya breathed a sigh of relief, much better than Aesop.

"Yes, a good name, a good name." Everyone nodded, much stronger than what Yi bamboo!

"Haha." Xiang jiuer grabs the back of her head and smiles happily. She knows that her name has such a moral meaning that everyone will like it.

At this time, the baby just named [Yixuan bamboo] stopped crying, blinking, and there were tears on her long eyelashes.

On the same night, the baby's nickname was also determined by Xiang jiuer - little bamboo. After a long night's tossing, the name was finally determined. The servant prepared a night snack again. After a few simple bites, he left. Ilanyou also thought of asking about the full moon feast of small bamboo.