Farmhouse Green Plum

"That's right. My Erni was the same. When we asked her what was fun at the Lantern Festival, she just said that the Yuan family boy and Yuzhi helped them guess lantern riddles. Everyone got a lantern. She didn't mention the specific riddles at all."

"Aunt Li, your daughter is very smart..."

Zhao Xiaocui quietly defended herself: "You didn't ask me, and I didn't remember other people's riddles, but I still remember the riddle of my own lantern."

Aunt Meihua glared at her and said, "So what if you remember it? Can you think of picking a name from a lantern riddle like Daya?"

Zhao Xiaocui was speechless. She had indeed never thought about it in this regard.

Hearing everyone's praise, Li's expression eased a lot, and she said modestly: "She just has a good memory, but she is very dull, not like your Xiao Cui who is capable of handling things."

The problem was basically resolved, and the village chief waved his hand and asked everyone to disperse.

When he returned home, Song Ying looked at Li's expressionless face and felt a little panicked.

Although judging from the situation just now, the possibility of being beaten is very high, it is just small, not impossible.

She shrank her neck and took the initiative to take the cold rice to the kitchen to reheat it. Even so, when she sat down to eat again, she was still scolded by Li: "You are so stupid every day. You don't even know how to keep a good name for yourself."

It turned out that he thought the name Yanxing was more cultural, and Song Ying breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought the matter was over, but the next morning, when the Song family had just gotten up, the village chief's daughter-in-law, Xiao Qian, came with Da Xia and Er Xia, holding a bag of sugar in her hands.

Yang, who opened the door, was very surprised, "Sister-in-law Qian, what are you doing?"

Xiao Qian smiled and asked instead of answering, "Is Daya up?"

Yang was even more puzzled and nodded. "She went to the woodshed to get some firewood. What do you want from her?"

Inside the house, Li, who heard the noise, also came out and asked worriedly, "Shanchang's wife, what do you want to talk to Daya about?"

Xiao Qian smiled and said, "I do have something I want to ask her for help with. The name Daya gave to Lai Di is really good. My father-in-law kept praising her when he went home last night. He wanted to snatch the name Yan Xing and give it to Da Xia and Er Xia.

As soon as I got up today, I took Daxia and Erxia to see Daya and asked her to help me pick nice names for my two children. "

As he said that, he handed the sugar in his hand to Yang: "There is nothing good at home. This bag of sugar was given to us by our sister-in-law when she came to pay New Year's greetings. Please don't despise it.

Hey, as you know, my father-in-law got a fish bone stuck in his throat during the Chinese New Year, and he has been in poor health ever since. All the money in the family has to be used to buy medicine for him."

Yang naturally couldn't accept it. She pushed the sugar back and said, "We are all from the same village. Why should we give you a gift?"

Then he turned around and shouted, "Daya, Daya, come out quickly and think of two names for Daxia and Erxia as well."

Xiao Qian pushed the sugar over again, "Hurry up and take it. Others ask for names with meat and sugar, and we only give a bag of sugar. It's already embarrassing. If you don't take it, we don't have the face to ask Daya to help with the name."

Song Ying came out of the woodshed holding firewood. When he heard the purpose of Xiao Qian's mother and daughter's visit, he was completely stunned.

The village chief actually asked her to help Daxia and Erxia pick names! He even gave her a formal gift!

This is the treatment that only educated people can enjoy!

She was happy, but it was too difficult for her.

Not all of the riddles that night were flowery. Many were easy to understand and even someone like her who couldn't read could guess them based on common sense.

Besides, not all literary riddles are suitable for names. The poem whose answer is a painting is a good example.

Looking at the sisters Daxia and Erxia who were looking at him eagerly, and then at Xiao Qian who kept emphasizing how cultured she was, Song Ying felt overwhelmed.

"There were only a few riddles that night, and some of them were in plain language, so I couldn't figure them out."

Little Qian didn't believe it: "How can I not come up with a name? You were the one who came up with the name Yanxing."

"That's just the riddle of my lantern..."

Before she could finish, Xiao Qian said, "Hey, Daya, why don't you try it? It's the same as Lai Di's name. Think back to the riddles from that night and see if there's anything suitable."

The village chief's family came to Daya to name her, and Li felt very proud, so she said, "Think about it carefully."

Song Ying could only recall all the riddles that night. "The riddle for Er Ni's lantern is, Looking south, a lonely star and a crescent moon appear. What does the crescent moon look like?"

"Zhou Meiyue?" Da Xia recited it softly, her eyes lit up, and she nodded desperately, "This is good, I like it!"

She looked at Xiao Qian and said, "Mom, can I just call you Zhou Meiyue?"

Xiao Qian frowned: "Which eyebrows? It sounds like every month."

Song Ying shook her head: "I can't read, so I don't know, but Xu Yuzhi said that night that Mei Yue means the beginning of the month, not every month."

Xiao Qian read it softly several times and thought it sounded pretty nice. It was not a common name for girls in the countryside, so she said, "Okay, Daxia will be called Zhou Meiyue from now on, and you can give Erxia another name."

With the name Meiyue, Song Ying quickly came up with an idea: "Since the elder sister is called Meiyue, why not call the younger sister Nanxing?"

"Well, that's great. Two sisters, one star per month, how great." Yang couldn't help but interrupt.

Xiao Qian thought about it and although the words "Xing" and "Yue" are quite common in the names of girls in mountain villages, "Mei Yue" and "Nan Xing" are rare, so she agreed with the name Nan Xing.

She smiled and said to Song Ying, "Look, you took it out just by slapping your head, and you still say you don't know how to do it. Don't be so modest in the future."

After deciding on the name, Xiao Qian pushed the bag of sugar back and forth with Li and Yang, and couldn't help praising Song Ying again and again.

Song Ying was very happy to hear such compliments about her intelligence, cleverness and good memory, but her happiness was dampened by the fact that Xiao Qianshi was just a maid.

Because Li was present, she didn't dare to correct him directly.

Finally, after dozens of rounds of pushing and pulling, Li took over the sugar.

After Xiao Qian's mother and daughter left, Second Uncle Song looked at the sugar on the table and smiled as he praised Song Ying: "Our eldest daughter has made great progress. She can even help others pick names."

Li also looked at the bag of sugar, and after a moment's hesitation, she said, "Da Ya is grown up now, so don't call her by her nickname anymore, just call her by her real name."

"Name?" Uncle Song was unable to react for a moment.

Song Ying's heart was moved, and he hurriedly said: "Song Ying, my full name is Song Ying."

Uncle Song looked at Li, and seeing that she had no objection, he knew that she meant the same thing.

He was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, our eldest daughter will be called Song Ying from now on."

Song Ying looked at Li, then at the bag of sugar on the table. When she came back last night, Li ignored her new name and didn't even mention it, but now she officially approved of her name.