Farmhouse Green Plum

After her, Luo Yanxing slightly raised his chin and quickly said: "My new name is Luo Yanxing, which is derived from Feng~Yan~uh~"

She was stuck, turned her head and leaned closer to Song Ying and asked in a low voice: "What's Feng Yan?"

"The geese are flying in a slanting formation in front of the peak." Song Ying rolled his eyes. He had already remembered what he had agreed on.

Luo Yan turned his head back and continued seriously: "Luo Yan Xing, comes from the slanting geese in front of the peak."

Zhao Xiaocui and the others were stunned. They didn't know what "falling flowers" meant, so although they thought Song Ying was a good name, it was just like that, similar to Song Yuan and Song Tian.

However, the name Luo Yanxing sounds very special, like the name of those rich ladies.

Seeing that they were all shocked by her name, Luo Yanxing was very proud. She shook her body from side to side and said, "How about it? Doesn't it sound very cultured? Hehe, Daya helped me choose it."

"Song Ying, thank you." Song Ying reminded unhappily.

"Hehe, I forgot about it when I was excited." Luo Yanxing grinned foolishly.

This smile washed away the little bit of cultured temperament she had pretended to have, and Xiaoxiang secretly complained that this name was really wasted.

The girls couldn't believe it and looked at Song Ying in unison: "Daya, did you really name this?"

"Song Ying, call me Song Ying!" Song Ying stamped her feet in frustration, "If you call me Daya again, I will ignore you."

After mumbling something, she became cheerful again and nodded, saying, "I came up with it. Do you remember the riddle of my revolving lantern on the night of the Lantern Festival? 'Going and coming back in the wind, geese flying in a slanting formation in front of the peaks', I got it from this riddle."

"Wow, Sister Daya, you are amazing. You remembered it completely. I only remembered a few words!" Da Xia exclaimed, and then quickly corrected, "Uh, it was Sister Song Ying."

Song Ying pointed at her and said to the others: "You all should call me Song Ying like her."

Luo Yanxing quickly jumped out and said that he felt the same way, "Don't call me Lai Di anymore!"

Her friends' reactions made her like the name Luo Yanxing more and more. She felt that her new name was the most beautiful and meaningful name in the world.

She turned slightly to face Tian Fang next to her, looked into her eyes and asked, "What's my name?"

"Luo Yanxing." Tian Fang was very cooperative.

Luo Yanxing smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into slits. He leaned his body further and looked past Tian Fang to ask Erni on the other side of her, "Sister Erni, what's my name?"

"Luo Yanxing, is that all right?" Erni was both amused and speechless.

Luo Yanxing nodded vigorously, "Very good."

Then, she stretched her neck to ask the third girl sitting at the edge.

Zhao Xiaocui couldn't bear to watch this, so she pulled her leaning body back and said, "Alright, I know your name is Luo Yanxing, stop showing off, and think about how to make your parents accept you first."

Just like a basin of ice water poured over her, Luo Yanxing's joy was replaced by worry. This was a big problem. Her parents named her Lai Di in the hope of having a younger brother, and they probably wouldn't let her change her name easily.

She looked at Song Ying, "How are you going to convince your family?"

"What else can you plan? Be prepared to be beaten. Just say it directly."

"Ah?" Luo Yanxing was dumbfounded.

Song Ying took a deep breath and said, "This is the price we have to pay for our new name. Tell everyone we meet our new name and correct them every time they call it wrong until they never call it wrong again."

After thinking for a while, she said, "Go home tonight and tell your family first, and then tell outsiders from tomorrow."

Xiaoxiang nodded in appreciation: "This can be considered as a consultation. When they learn about your new name from other people later, they probably won't be so angry."

Luo Yanxing was a little flustered. "Why do I feel like my parents will think I'm provoking them and will be even angrier?"

She turned to look at Song Ying: "Song Ying, you really don't have a better idea?"

Song Ying looked at the Xinghua Village at the foot of the mountain and said softly, "There is no better way, only firm determination."

In the evening, Song Ying was lighting a fire in the kitchen as usual. Song Yuan poked his head out of the door and saw Yang taking pickles out of the jar, then he shrank back.

Not long after, his head popped out again.

Yang caught a glimpse of him from the corner of her eye and asked without even raising her head, "What are you looking at furtively over there?"

"No." Song Yuan leaned against the door frame like a boneless person. "I'm hungry. I came to see when the meal will be ready."

Yang ignored him and continued her work. She took out the pickles, chopped them up, and put them away. She took the bowl out and said to Song Ying as she walked, "If the pot lid is lifted, there's no need to add more firewood. Let the remaining fire cook it."

"Okay." Song Ying has been burning fires for several years and knows very well when to stop.

After Yang left, Song Yuan immediately ran over and asked in a low voice, "Sister, didn't you say you would tell grandma and the others when you got home? Why haven't you told them yet?"

He felt that the name Song Ying sounded like a family member to his own name, Song Yuan, so he was looking forward to his sister being called this name in the future.

"Let's talk after dinner."

Song Ying was not a coward, of course. She had her own considerations. After she told her the new name, Grandma Li would definitely get angry and might even beat her up. When she was angry, she would most likely not let her eat.

She is not Song Tian or Song Yuan. No one would secretly leave food for her after being beaten. In that case, she would have to starve all night.

Let’s talk about it after dinner. You will only be beaten but not hungry. What’s more, you may not have to wash the dishes.

She had planned well, but she didn't expect that when she was halfway through her meal, she heard a commotion outside.

"Stand up right there!"

The whole family stopped and looked out the door.

Song Tian, who loves to join in the fun, jumped up from the bench and rushed to the door: "I'm going to go out and see what's going on."

"You are so flirtatious every day, and you still want to change your name to "Bitch!" The man's angry curse was heard again outside, coming from far away and seemed to be coming towards this side.

Song Ying didn't know who the voice belonged to, but when he caught the message of "changed name", he immediately guessed that it was Luo Yong, the father of his good friend.

She immediately put down the bowl, stood up and rushed out, "I'll go out and take a look too!"

Pushing open the gate, she saw two dark shadows moving rapidly on the ridge of the field in the northeast direction in the dark twilight, one in front and one behind.

Song Ying quickly ran towards the direction of the black shadow in front. At this moment, the villagers who heard the noise went out to check, and some even lit torches.

In the firelight, Song Ying finally saw the situation clearly. She saw Luo Yanxing running on the ridge of the field. Behind her, her father Luo Yong was chasing her with a carrying pole and a fierce look on his face.

Song Ying ran over and greeted Luo Yanxing on a ridge.

Luo Yanxing was panting, holding her hand, bending over and breathing heavily.

Thinking of the pole in Luo Yong's hand, Song Ying couldn't help but worry: "Are you okay?"

"No, I saw him taking the pole and I ran away."

After she finished speaking incoherently, she stood up and quickly glanced at Song Ying. She saw no trace of crying on her face and immediately said enviously, "Your grandma didn't beat you."