At dinner that night, Qiao Chao asked Qiao Dashan about the generational characters. Qiao Dashan thought for a moment and said, "I remember it should be the Jun generation."

Qiao Chao: "Which king?" King? Jun? Jun?

Qiao Dashan was illiterate and could not say anything for a moment, "I'll ask the village chief tomorrow. Are you going to name my eldest grandson?"

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Qiao Chen on the side slapped her thigh and said, "Oh, I forgot. My eldest grandson doesn't have a name yet. There's no need to rush with the full name, but we should also choose a nickname." She couldn't keep calling her eldest grandson that.

Qiao Chao: "Zhen and I have already discussed his nickname, it's Ah Chu. Chu means the beginning of tailoring, it represents the beginning, the first." His first child also represents the beginning of his rebirth.

"Achu, Achu, first, first place! Okay, from now on my eldest grandson will be called Achu." It means first. From now on, her eldest grandson will definitely be first in everything.

The others thought it was quite good, but Qiao San was surprised that his elder brother actually knew the sentence "初, the beginning of tailoring", but then he thought, maybe he heard it from somewhere, maybe his elder sister-in-law heard it from somewhere, after all, they discussed it together.

Because he was thinking about naming his grandson, Qiao Dashan quickly went to the village chief's house the next day to ask about the issue of generation characters.

As soon as the village chief Qiao Feng heard this, he knew that he was going to name his grandson, "Jun" (gentleman). Are you going to name your grandson? Do you want my help?" Qiao Feng had some skills to be the village chief, at least he could read.

Qiao Dashan thought it was a good thing that the village chief could help name his grandson, but he still had to ask his son and eldest daughter-in-law first. Otherwise, what if his eldest daughter-in-law was not satisfied and resented him?

"I'll go back and discuss this with them." Since this is their first grandson, the name should be more solemn.

Qiao Feng just said, "It's okay, just let me know if you need help."

Qiao Dashan: "Thank you, village chief."

When he returned home, Qiao Dashan told the village chief what he had said. When he learned that it was the "Jun" (gentleman), Qiao Chao had already started thinking about the name.

Zhen Yue was still in the room. The confinement period was quite painful because it was very hot. She was sitting on the bed to rest. Her forehead was sweating and she could smell a sour smell all over.

Let Qiao Chao get some water to wipe her tonight. Zhen Yue thought, holding a small thing in her hand to tease her son beside her.

Fortunately, this son is easy to take care of. He usually cries only when he is hungry or has defecated. Otherwise, he is quite well-behaved. So Zhen Yue is very satisfied with the well-behavedness of this adopted son. If he kept crying and couldn't be comforted, to be honest, she would not have the patience to look after the child and she would have asked Qiao Chen or Qiao Chao to take him away early in the morning.

"The head of the family said that when it comes to my Ah Chu, he should be called Jun, and I don't know which character it is."

When Zhen Yue heard the name "Jun" (gentleman), she immediately thought about what good name she could give it. However, the original owner was illiterate, so she quickly pretended to know nothing, "Did Qiao Da and Dad say anything?"

Qiao Chenshi: "The head of the family said that the village chief can help with the name, and the elder said he would discuss it with you and think about it himself."

Zhen Yue nodded, "Okay, I'll think about it, there's no rush. Let's talk about it after Ah Chu is one month old."

Mrs. Qiao Chen: "That's fine. It's also good to name your child after he or she is one month old." Some families do not name their children after they are born, for fear that the child will die young because of the poor quality of the name.

"By the way, have you told Dad about buying milk?"

Mrs. Qiao Chen: "Oh, I forgot last night. I'll go tell him now." She was thinking about the name all night and forgot everything else.

"Ah."

The next morning, Qiao Dashan went to the Zhu family in the next village and bought one penny worth of goat milk. He brought a basin with him.

When he came back with a basin of goat milk, he passed by a big tree in the village. Some idle people were sitting under the tree. They saw Qiao Dashan holding something in his hand and asked, "Dashan, what are you holding?"

Qiao Dashan answered honestly: "It's goat milk."

The man showed a look of disgust, "Why did you bring this thing back? Is it for feeding pigs?" He knew that Qiao Dashan's family raised a piglet.

Qiao Dashan shook his head, "No, it was my eldest daughter-in-law who wanted to buy it."

"Bought it?!" Mrs. Zhang said in a shrill voice, "Why did you buy this filthy thing? How much did you pay for it?"

Mrs. Zhang had tasted this thing before. When she was young, her family was poor and had nothing to eat. Her father brought back this thing from somewhere and gave it to the family to eat. She took a sip and vomited.

Later, she was beaten because although this disgusting thing tasted bad, it could fill her stomach when she had nothing to eat. But later, she really didn't want to see this disgusting thing again.

Qiao Dashan: "It's just a penny, not expensive."

Mrs. Zhang: "You really have a lot of money but nowhere to spend it. You actually spent it on this broken thing? You might as well buy eggs. What has your daughter-in-law done? She's not trying to feed it to the child, is she? I think this kind of daughter-in-law should be beaten, and if she doesn't obey, she should be beaten several times."

In Mrs. Zhang's opinion, all the wives in the village, Ma from the Lin family and Zhen from the Qiao family, were bad daughters-in-law. They only knew how to make trouble. Her wife was still the best.

A woman named Yan on the side sneered, "Is she like your daughter-in-law? She has to endure being tortured by you every day?"

Mrs. Zhang was not happy. "What do you mean by torture? I was just tempering her. She was lucky to marry into our family. We never treat her badly. If she doesn't work hard in my house, shouldn't she be beaten?"

Granny Yan: "It's not bad to eat and drink. So eating some rice porridge and pickles is not bad to eat and drink? Last time I saw your family slaughtering a chicken, did your wife have chicken to eat?"

Mrs. Zhang: "Why would a woman like her eat chicken?"

Granny Yan: "Aren't you a woman too? Why did I see you eating it?"

Mrs. Zhang: "Bah! How can she be like me? Mrs. Yan, if you think my wife is not living well, you can give her chicken when you kill a chicken in the future."

Granny Yan stood up and said, "I don't want to bother with you. You've done something so cruel. Be careful of retribution in the future! Humph!" After that, Granny Yan left.

Mrs. Zhang pouted at Mrs. Yan's back again, "Who knows who will suffer retribution in the future? You don't even have a daughter-in-law. I'm afraid your family will be cut off!"

Although Mrs. Yan had already walked far away, she still heard it. She was very angry, but in the end she just snorted and didn't curse at Mrs. Zhang anymore. She was afraid that if she started cursing again, she wanted to scold Mrs. Zhang.

How dare he say that her son's family is a failure? She hurried to find a better wife for her son than Mrs. Zhang's.

When Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Yan were arguing, Qiao Dashan had already left. As for what Mrs. Zhang said about beating his wife, was he really asking the eldest lady to beat Zhen? Zhen gave birth to his eldest grandson and is now a great contributor.

Isn't it just one cent? He would be willing to pay even if it was two cents.

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