Now that she had a generation name, she began to give names to her brothers who did not have proper names.

Song Jinxiu was arranging the generations and thinking of names in the room. After the young men had faced the wall to reflect on their mistakes, they crowded into the largest room in the guest house to practice with crossbows.

Song Jinxiu came out of the house holding a piece of paper and saw Fang Ziyu and Su Chuan standing at the door like two door gods.

Su Chuan still had no expression on her face, her eyes fixed on her nose and her nose on her heart. Fang Ziyu saw her, but rolled her eyes and snorted.

Song Jinxiu glanced at him and asked, "Who are you angry with?"

"Hmph, biased." Fang Ziyu looked bitter and resentful.

Partiality? Where to begin?

Song Jinxiu asked Su Chuan: "What's wrong with him?"

Su Chuan had a blank expression on his face and said seriously, "The crossbow, everyone in the family is here, except him. I don't have one either."

Song Jinxiu couldn't help but laugh, "With the strength you two have, the wooden crossbow will be broken in two days. I'll make you a good one with fine iron later."

Fang Ziyu's face lit up with joy. "I knew it. How could Little Sister-in-law forget me?"

Song Jinxiu glanced at him. She had said many times that she was not his master's aunt, but this guy was just like Doctor Li, as if it was just a name or a nickname that came to his mind.

Little Su Chuan's eyes twinkled and he grinned. Song Jinxiu nodded her head: "You, learn to smile when you have nothing to do. The child has a stern face all day long, like a little old lady."

After comforting the two men, Song Jinxiu entered the room where the young men were practicing crossbows.

I saw a quilt hanging on a wall, and several people were shooting holes in the quilt with crossbows.

When they saw her come in, everyone stopped and looked at her. Because they had just been punished, they saw that she was still a little restrained.

Song Jinxiu looked at the bamboo chopsticks on the ground, smiled and nodded, saying: "Brothers are very smart, it's good to practice using bamboo chopsticks.

She reached out to take the crossbow from Song Daqiang's hand. Song Daqiang quickly took a step back and looked at her warily: "I, I know I was wrong, why are you still taking my bow?"

Song Jinxiu glared at him and said, "Brother Daqiang, I just want to demonstrate to you."

Song Chunsheng came over and said, "Don't scare him, use mine."

Song Jinxiu picked up her brother's crossbow and said, "This crossbow is not big, so it can be shot with one hand. This way, the other hand can be freed up to load the arrow and shoot faster."

Song Jinxiu raised the crossbow in her right hand and held a pair of bamboo chopsticks in her left. As she spoke, ten arrows had already been shot out.

I saw that the quilt hanging on the wall had been pierced, the bamboo chopsticks were nailed to the wall, and the ten arrows formed a circle.

The speed and force shocked everyone.

These are bamboo chopsticks, without tips.

Song Daqiang stammered, "Clan leader, how did you do it?"

Song Jinxiu looked at him with a smile, "Do you want to learn?"

Song Daqiang nodded, "Yes, very much."

Everyone looked at her hopefully.

Song Jinxiu was satisfied; this was exactly the effect she wanted.

It is better to be convinced by you than to be afraid of you and respect you.

Since she wants to lead the entire family, she wants them to be convinced and willing to be driven by her.

"I'll demonstrate it again. Watch my movements carefully. See who can spot the key to my archery technique."

This time, Song Jinxiu slowed down from loading the arrows to shooting.

The arrow was shot out, but its force still penetrated the quilt.

Everyone looked at each other, some whispered to each other, and some picked up their crossbows and shot according to Song Jinxiu's movements.

Unfortunately, I still can’t get through the quilt.

Song Tiegun suddenly shouted, "I know. Let me try."

As he spoke, he raised the crossbow, and with a "whoosh" sound, the bamboo chopsticks pierced into the quilt.

"I did it." he shouted in surprise.

Everyone gathered around and asked, "What did you know? How did you do it?"

Song Tiegun's eyebrows suddenly danced with joy, "Quick, the trigger must be quick."

Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "That's right, Brother Tiezhu observes very carefully. If you want to shoot far, you have to pull the trigger quickly and accurately."

After explaining to everyone the secrets of how to quickly generate force and how to train arm and finger strength, Song Jinxiu said:

"Our Song clan has a generation name. Ours begins with the character Jin, and the generation names are arranged like this: Jinmaozongzirong, Benlifulong, Luxutaizhi, Shouyuguanguangkai."

Song Jinxiu took out a piece of paper and said, "This is the order of the generations I wrote. When you have time, please memorize it and keep it in mind.

The next generation after the Jin character is the Mao character, which means that the children after the older brothers will be named starting with the character Mao.

Everyone was excited again. Their clan also had generation names?

Aren’t generation names only used by centuries-old families?

Because many of the descendants of those century-old families became officials or businessmen, and they were scattered all over the country, and some of them had not seen each other for decades, so they came up with the idea of arranging them by generation name to make it easier for future generations to recognize each other without making mistakes in generation.

Song Chunsheng said, "Since we are of the Jin generation, then my full name will be Song Jinchun, and Qiusheng will be Song Jinqiu."

His younger sister wanted to choose a generation name, and as the older brother, he was of course the first to support her.

Song Fuquan also said: "My full name is Song Jinfu."

Song Daqiang also said in a simple voice: "My name is Song Jinqiang."

The remaining few people scratched their heads, what should they do with their names?

Tietou and Tiegun looked at each other in surprise. Tiegun said, "My name is Song Jintie, and you can call me Song Jintou."

Tietou quickly shook his head, "No, that doesn't sound good. I want to be called Song Jintie, and you can be called Song Jingun."

Goudan and Gousheng were also making a lot of noise.

Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "I have a few names here. Brothers, come and take a look. If you find one that you like, pick one and use it."

Song Jinxiu took out a piece of paper from her sleeve and handed it over.

Several people's eyes lit up when they saw the names on the paper.

They are all literate and only thought of using their nicknames. Why didn't they think of completely abandoning the nicknames and starting over?

Tietou glanced at Song Chunsheng and Song Fuquan. It was these two who started it all.

Everyone had their own name, even Song Daqiang chose the name Song Jinyou.

Song Dashi said in a naive voice, "My mother said that the reason I can eat so well and my brother can go to school is because of the blessing of the clan leader's sister. I will no longer be called Song Jinqiang, but Song Jinyou. When I become successful, I will bless the clan leader's sister."

Song Jinxiu smiled and looked at him: Boy, Jinyou, am I the one who protects you?

Their names are:

Tietou-Jinyu,

Iron stick - Jinsheng,

Jinshi, Jintai, Jinfeng.

Cheng Hu was very envious. He was not a member of the Song family. Although these people were very nice to him and Song Jinxiu was also very nice to him, he knew that it was difficult for him to integrate into this atmosphere of blood ties.

But he wanted to fit in. He really wanted to.

My father used to sigh that his family was lucky enough to settle in Songjia Village.

Although the Song family is a large family, the Song family members are warm and kind, and will never oppress outsiders who settle down here for no reason.

Even when his mother was sick, he was taken care of by the villagers.

That time, his father saw Song Jinxiu's skills and wanted him to marry this girl. Firstly, his father was really attracted to her, and secondly, as the son-in-law of the Song family, he could integrate into this big family.

Unfortunately, the gap between the two families grew larger and larger, and the little girl actually became the patriarch of the Song clan. He no longer dared to have such thoughts.

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