Chapter 270 Delivering Medicine Powder
How could you not like it?
This was carefully chosen by the second uncle. Among so many elegant names, the second uncle picked it out. He also felt that this one had the best meaning.
The second uncle gave her the feeling that he valued her name very much.
I have kept it in mind since last time.
Zhaodi only felt that tears were worthless. She shed so many tears today that even she felt a little disgusted, but she couldn't help it.
She has a new name, a name carefully chosen.
Fan Jin didn't hear the answer, but already knew the answer.
After all, Yan Qiuxing had just been born at that time, so it was normal for him to be named as a father. Now that he had to change his name when recruiting a younger brother, and he was old enough to be sensible, it was natural to ask her for her opinion.
But there’s no need to ask now.
Shui Qing handed over the sky blue cotton handkerchief, "Our late summer, today I shed all the tears from the future, and I won't cry again in the future."
Zhaodi blinked, pushed back the tears in his eyes, and showed a big sweet smile to Shui Qing.
The little girl's childish face was full of vitality. She no longer looked timid and submissive, but exuded vigorous vitality.
Shui Qing was very satisfied. Well, a little girl should have a smile as bright as a flower and as bright as the morning sun.
Wan Xia carefully folded the name written by her second uncle on the rice paper, took it back to her room, and put it in the cabinet for collection.
Shui Qing came out and announced the new name to her family, and everyone immediately changed their tune.
After the people who worked at night came back, Jiang Hehu ran over and shouted several times, and twenty-three people agreed with smiles on their faces.
Ding Jiajia went back in the evening and brought braised food to her parents. She also told them about recruiting her younger brother to change his name, so that they would not call him by the wrong name next time.
Qin Yilin gnawed on the braised pig's trotters and agreed: "This is like a girl's name, no, this is what it looks like!"
If you ask me to say that I want a son, I want a son, and my daughter should be treated well. How can I impose my wish for a son on my daughter? "
Fan Qian's Sun Jinhua was also greedy. She already had four sons and wanted to marry him. She didn't want to think about how to find a wife. If someone else's family had four sons and one daughter, she would think they had enough sons. The next thing to worry about is marrying her son. Wife's affairs.
After all, seventy-eight taels of silver to marry a daughter-in-law in Guangning Mansion is not much for her, and is even pitiful. But for the people of Shanshui Village, these seventy-eight taels of silver are enough for a large family for a year, which is considered a lot. A big expense.
And the betrothal gift is only a part of it, the wedding banquet, the matchmaker’s thank you gift, and the horoscope also need to be spent, right?
It's okay for families with few sons, but if they have more, do they have to build a house, add beds, cabinets, tables and dishes?
Everything requires money.
Families with too many sons would be worried, so Sun Jinhua only saw that having more sons would lead to more labor, and did not think about the cost of marrying four sons!
Thinking of Fan Dazhu and the others, Qin Yilin didn't bother to chew the pig's trotters, and hurriedly told her daughter: "Then Fan Dazhu and the others haven't come to trouble you, have they?"
Fan's mother, Sun Jinhua, is not worried now. Their voices are hoarse and difficult to speak, and they get itchy and painful when they talk too much. They can't come here to scold Jiajia for asking for trouble.
Ding Jiajia shook her head, "No, I saw that Fan Dazhu was still using a cane and had difficulty walking. Moreover, Sister Wen and Sister Shui Qing's brothers had scolded them before. If they trouble me again, he would beat them.
I saw that they were quite scared, and I thought they would never come to trouble me again. "
Ding Heli frowned and reminded his daughter: "That young man Wenhua is polite and polite, he looks rough but he is a fastidious person. We are all so familiar with each other, so it would be inappropriate to call him brother Shuiqing again;
It doesn't matter if you call him by his name or call him Brother Hu. I saw that the girls in the village also called him this way. "
Ding Jiajia's heart skipped a beat and she quietly raised her eyes to see her mother.
Qin Yilin's hands holding the pig's trotters and chewing them were full of oil. When her daughter took a look at it, she asked in annoyance: "What do you want me to do?"
When we arrive in this remote village, just do as the locals do. What can others say about you? "
The main reason is that she thinks Hu Wenhua is really good!
He actually helped Jiajia in private, well, he was one of our own!
"By the way, Jiajia, what do you think of Wenhua?" She is just a daughter, and she doesn't like blind marriage. No matter now or in the future, Jiajia's husband will ask her to look at him and nod. That’s it.
Ding Jiajia's face turned red and her heartbeat was beating fast. She was afraid that her parents would see something. She lowered her head and said after a while: "Very, very good."
Are his parents interested in him?
Ding Heli picked up a chopstick of stir-fried pork intestines with pickled peppers, put them into a soft dough pancake and rolled them up. While eating, he participated in the conversation between the two of them: "I also think he is very good;
Did the daughter of Zhang Tuzi’s family fall in love with Wenhua? Have you taken the opportunity to look for me recently? Is it possible for the two of you?"
"Don't, don't, don't make random remarks or talk nonsense." Qin Yilin interrupted angrily.
She had clearly seen what happened last time through the crack in the door, so she couldn't ruin the young man's reputation!
Ding Heli was not annoyed at being criticized, and happily changed the subject: "Jiajia, your mother and I have collected a lot of herbs. Remember to add more itching powder. This is the most practical."
The itching powder works quickly, but the key is who can resist scratching it if it is itchy?
I can’t imagine the image of charging at the enemy while scratching my itch.
Seeing that the topic was changed, Ding Jiajia felt a little relieved and a little disappointed. Then she thought that life was not easy outside. She had to live a stable life with the protection of her parents, so she should focus on business.
"Okay, parents, Sister Shui Qing has many children at home, do you want to prepare some for them?"
Qin Yilin rolled her eyes at her daughter, "Look at what we prepared. Can our family of three use up so much?"
Ding Heli said solemnly, "You don't know the dangerous situation outside. In the past, there might be two or three sneaky people, but if refugees gather here, there will be dozens, hundreds, or even hundreds of people!
We can't rely on it alone, not just any family. These medicine powders are not only for our family, but also for your sister Shuiqing's family, and for the villagers. Otherwise, if hundreds of people really rush in, can we rely on only 20 or 30 people from our two families to kill the enemy?"
"We send The villagers' medicine powder is the same as Shuiqing sending the village men's swords. We all live in the same village. When the enemy comes, we can only exist with the village.
It's also because my parents didn't tell you this before. Let's do this. Starting tomorrow, you will first send the medicine powder from relatives to distant relatives. You can send it to the close ones, and wait for my parents to finish their work before sending it to the unfamiliar ones. "
Ding Jiajia nodded seriously, "Okay."
It seems that it's very chaotic outside. Every man who went out was terrified and didn't dare to relax their protection. Their Shanshui Village is remote, and the possibility of refugees coming here should be relatively small, right?
If the court provides disaster relief later, will the danger be lifted... Brother Hu still has to go to the city to sell rabbits...