I traveled back to ancient times, but I was able to lie down and relax.

"Song Chen, Song Chen!"

Song Chen was still lost in his own thoughts when he was patted on the shoulder, which made him realize that someone was calling him.

And it was the girl he had just been thinking about; he couldn't help but feel a little hot-faced, and his ears turned red.

"What are you thinking about?" Liu Nanjia asked, puzzled. She had called him several times and patted him, but he still didn't respond. She then waved her hand in front of Song Chen's eyes.

You can get distracted while walking; you might bump into something.

Song Chen's ears turned even redder, but luckily it was dark and the others couldn't see it. He coughed lightly, "Ahem, I wasn't thinking about anything. What's wrong?"

Liu Nanjia felt even stranger, but still refrained from intruding on their privacy. He held up the puppy he was holding and began to explain what had happened earlier:

“Look, this little thing hasn’t been named yet. You should think of one too. I suggested Xiaobai, but they both disagreed.”

After drinking the milk, the puppy was noticeably more energetic, which meant it had been starving.

After seeing that it had recovered, Liu Nanjia gave it a bath by the stream. The color of its fur after the bath was indeed white, not gray, and it looked even better.

"Sister, the name 'Little White' is too casual," Liu Sirou pouted.

The conversation had just turned to the puppy again, and I realized I haven't named it yet.

"Then you can take one."

"I...I can't think of anything." Liu Sirou thought for a long time, then lowered her head in frustration.

She's only five years old, and her vocabulary is limited, but she's unwilling to let the puppy have such a casual name. Their dog must have a special name too.

'This child, is he a perfectionist? He's so young, yet he cares about so much.' Liu Nanjia thought to herself.

“Then I suggested calling it ‘Shanyu,’ but you still disagreed.” Liu Yanxi also chimed in.

He found it on the mountain, and since its fur was white, he came up with this name.

“Brother, is the character ‘Yu’ really suitable for a dog?” Liu Nanjia sighed, “We don’t even name our children this carefully. People call them ‘Youcai’ or ‘Laifu’. It’s perfectly acceptable. But we have a dog named Yu. What will other people think?”

Song Chen thought about the scene and found it funny, so he suppressed a laugh and said, "Yan Xi, that name is indeed not very suitable."

“Right!” Liu Nanjia became even more confident when she saw that Song Chen supported her point of view.

Liu Yanxi was somewhat hurt, but he had to admit that his sister was right. He said dejectedly, "Then Brother Chen, you can come up with one. The three of us can't think of anything."

“Yes, yes, go ahead and get it,” Liu Nanjia chimed in.

Seeing their reaction, Song Chen pondered for a moment, "'White Dew,' how about that name?"

He then explained, "Its fur is white, and judging by its current size, it must have been born around the time of the White Dew solar term, so that's what came to my mind."

"White Dew, White Dew, okay, I think it's good." Liu Nanjia repeated it twice.

It's good. It has the characteristics of a dog, but it's not as direct as "Xiaobai". Although it's a bit too literary for a dog, those two have high standards. At least in Dushui Village, no one names their children after the solar terms, so it's fine.

“I like it too, little puppy. From now on, your name will be Bailu,” Liu Sirou also expressed her opinion.

Seeing that his two younger sisters had agreed, Liu Yanxi naturally wouldn't object; he genuinely thought the name was quite good.

The little guy, whose parentage was still unknown—whether he was a puppy or a wolf cub—was given a name and became the newest member of the family.

The following days were quite peaceful; after what happened, the Liu family's main branch became much more well-behaved.

Matchmaker Li would sometimes ask Aunt Zhao to bring them messages, saying that their family was still looking for partners, but they weren't doing anything underhanded anymore. However, their requirements were still just as high, so not many families were willing to talk to them, and Liu Anhe's marriage was not going smoothly.

Liu Nanjia didn't care about this at all. As long as they didn't involve her family, whether the marriage went smoothly or not was none of her business. She would let them do whatever they wanted.

Liu Yanxi's teaching career is going quite smoothly. Although they are in the same classroom now, they are actually divided into two classes: an introductory class and an advanced class.

So they also ordered a large screen from carpenter Fang to separate the two classes, which would reduce the impact between them to some extent.

Liu Nanjia also described the blackboard to Fang the carpenter and asked if he could make it. Fang the carpenter said he was very interested and willing to give it a try.

Their fried chicken business was going quite well. The chickens that Aunt Wang raised had grown up and could supply them, so Liu Nanjia and his family no longer needed to buy chickens every day, and their costs were reduced a little.

In addition to the dividends from the rocking chair, Liu Nanjia has now saved up 120 taels of silver.

Since the fried chicken business took off, Liu Nanjia has become less interested in the money Liu Yanxi and Song Chen earned from copying books. She lets them keep it themselves, since they are both older than her and it wouldn't be right if they didn't have a penny in their pockets.

They both declined, especially Song Chen, who said that he was living and eating there and wanted to give the money to Liu Nanjia.

She shut him down with a single sentence: "Do you have to be so calculating with us? If you work for me every day, do I have to pay you wages?"

Song Chen, of course, didn't want any wages. He kept the copper coins, thinking he could save them up to buy something for Liu Nanjia later.