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With the comparison, she felt that the names she had thought of before were not nice and had no connotation.

Now that she had decided on a name for herself, Song Ying was also very concerned about her best friend's name. She immediately said, "Why don't you go find Yuan Qing and ask him to help you pick one."

"No, no, no!" Lai Di quickly refused, "I'm a girl, and I let an unrelated boy give me a name. If it gets out, I'll be thrown into a pig cage.

I don’t have your courage, so forget it.”

"What should I do? I have only just learned a few words. It will take a long time to come up with a cultured name. Can you wait that long?"

Lai Di was disappointed: "I want to choose a new name with you."

"But where can we find a cultural name?" Song Ying became distressed and thought rapidly in his mind.

Suddenly, she remembered something. "Aren't the riddles on the Lantern Festival quite cultural? How about we pick your name from the riddles?"

Lai Di's eyes lit up, then dimmed again, "I don't remember those riddles anymore."

"I remember some!" Song Ying raised his eyebrows proudly, "The riddle of your lantern is a poem. From a distance, the mountains are colorful; from close, the water is silent. Spring is gone, but the flowers remain; when people come, the birds are not startled."

"Wow! Daya, you are so awesome!" Lai Di rushed over excitedly and hugged Song Ying.

Song Ying rolled her eyes and said, "Call me Song Ying!"

Lai Di stuck out her tongue and said, "I was so excited that I forgot about it."

"You must remember this next time. Okay, let's pick a name quickly. Which word do you think sounds good?"

Lai Di opened her mouth and found her mind was blank again. She covered her face in shame and said, "I didn't remember it. You read it word by word."

Song Ying shook his head, "The mountains are colorful when you look at them from a distance."

"Luo Yuan? It sounds like a boy's name. It's the same name as your vegetable garden. That won't do. I don't want to be called vegetable garden."

Song Ying and Xiaoxiang looked at each other and saw the speechlessness in each other's eyes. Wasn't the nickname "Caiyuanzi" given to Song Yuan by her?

"Luo Kan? Luo Shan? Luo You Luo Se? Why is everything so weird?" Lai Di's brows were twisted into knots, "Next sentence, next sentence."

"Listen closely to the soundless water." After reading it, Song Ying said, "It seems good."

"Who are you listening to? Are you listening to the one who hears? You don't look like a cultured person."

Xiaoxiang said: "Luo Sheng is not bad either."

"Luo Sheng, lettuce." Lai Di said with a wooden face.

Song Ying and Xiao Xiang were both speechless. Song Ying recited the next sentence, "Spring is gone but the flowers remain."

"Luo Chun, Luo Hua, no, no, it's too rustic!"

After reading the whole poem, Lai Di didn't choose any, and she felt very disappointed.

Song Ying had an idea and said, "The answer to this riddle is painting. Why don't you call yourself Luo Hua?"

"It sounds similar to Luo Hua, and it's a painting, so it's very cultural, right?"

Song Ying touched the tip of his nose and felt very puzzled. This was clearly a very cultured and profound poem that had been passed down through the ages. Why did each word seem so uncultured when used as a title?

"No, Song Ying, do you remember any other riddles?"

Song Ying thought for a moment and said, "The riddle for my lantern is 'Going and coming back in the wind, geese flying in a slanting formation in front of the peaks'. The answer is Impatiens.

Hey, why don’t you call yourself Yan Xing, Luo Yan Xing, doesn’t it sound nice?”

Xiaoxiang's eyes lit up, "It's really nice, Lai Di, you should call yourself this, it sounds very cultured!"

Lai Di was very hesitant: "But many girls' names have the word 'Yan' in them, such as Chunyan, Qiuyan, Dongyan, and many others with just the word 'Yan'."

"Yours is different. The character 雁 is in the middle, and the character 行 at the end is also very unique. I have never heard of anyone using this character as a name.

Besides, the two words "Yan Xing" sound really nice when put together. Oh, I want to call myself this name, Zhao Yan Xing. Hmm, why does it feel not as nice as Luo Yan Xing?"

Song Ying also advised: "Just call it this name, you see, it sounds best with your last name, this is the most suitable name for you!"

Xiaoxiang thought about it and suddenly said, "I think it sounds good with your last name, Song Yanxing."

"Eh? It seems so!"

Song Ying was shocked, then he remembered the scene of falling flowers, and said, “But I still want to call you Song Ying.”

Listening to their conversation, Lai Di also felt that the name Luo Yanxing sounded nice and cultured, so she said, "Okay, I'll call myself this! From now on, I'm Luo Yanxing!"

"Luo Yanxing," Song Ying read, and felt even happier. Such a nice name was chosen by her!

Later, when she recognizes more words and can read books, she will definitely want to come up with a more beautiful name.

Humph, grandma and the others named Song Tian and Song Yuan, and they had to buy two pieces of pork and two bags of sugar and ask someone to pick them up.

As a result, I haven't achieved anything special yet. Luo Yanxing, what a nice and cultured name.

Thinking of this, she said to the newly-minted Luo Yanxing: "From now on, when you introduce yourself to others, you should say that your name is Luo Yanxing, which comes from the words 'goes flying in a slanting line in front of the peaks'."

"Fengli, Feng~Isn't this too difficult to pronounce?" The newly-minted Luo Yanxing was dumbfounded. Although she wanted to show that her name was cultured, it was too difficult for her.

Thinking of her poor memory, Song Ying felt it was too difficult for her, so he said, "Then just say the last sentence, geese fly in a slanting formation in front of the peak."

"The geese are flying in a slanting pattern in front of the peak." Luo Yanxing recited each word. When Song Ying nodded, she kept repeating it in a low voice, "The geese are flying in a slanting pattern in front of the peak, the geese are flying in a slanting pattern in front of the peak..."

After reciting it dozens of times without making any mistakes, she grabbed Song Ying and Xiao Xiang in each hand and ran, "Let's go tell them that we have a new name!"

"Oh my god, slow down! We are going downhill! Slow down, help—"

This was Xiaoxiang's terrified scream.

"Hey, where's my cousin?"

This is what Song Ying asked doubtfully.

Soon, they found Song Yuan on the path below and took him straight to where the others were collecting herbs.

Half a minute later, the girls from Xinghua Village gathered together and looked at Song Ying and the other two in confusion, "What are you going to announce?"

Just now, Lai Di came running over like crazy and said she wanted to announce something big.

Luo Yanxing stepped forward and said, "We have decided on a name."

"Oh, you finally thought it through. I thought you would spend three to five years thinking about it. Well, it's good if you can think of it before you get married." Zhao Xiaocui teased them with a smile.

"Go to hell!" Luo Yanxing raised his leg as if to kick, but Zhao Xiaocui spun her feet and easily avoided it.

Everyone else burst into laughter. Ever since Zhao Xiaocui first came back from the county town with them to sell herbs, it had been no secret among the girls that the two of them wanted to change their names.

I thought it would happen quickly, but I didn't expect the two of them to hesitate and think about it for several months, but they still couldn't come up with a new name.

"Ahem," after they laughed for a while, Song Ying stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Luo Yanxing, "My new name is Song Ying, Ying in the falling petals. You can't call me Daya anymore."