Author: Linglongxiu

The evening breeze in March blew gently, and the branches on the trees in the yard danced gently with the breeze.

The moon hangs high in the sky, but the night is getting darker. Every household turns off the lights and goes to bed.

In the room of the old man and his wife, the candlelight flickered.

"It's night, don't think about it, go to sleep."

The voice of the old man of the Shu family came out, the candles in the room were extinguished, and the endless thoughts of the two old people also disappeared in the night.

The sky was getting slightly brighter, and a couple walked out of the Shu family's backyard.

As the man walked forward, he turned back and whispered to the woman following him: "Go back, it's still dark."

The woman didn't say anything, but still followed closely behind him.

The couple walked to the front yard and stopped at the same time, looking at the old man and his wife of the Shu family sitting under the eaves.

Shu Santie looked up at the sky and walked over with some worry: "Dad, Mom, you guys got up so early today."

"Hmph, it's getting late. Let's go quickly."

The old man of the Shu family never gave face to his third son, and always spoke to him with a sense of impatience.

Yang, the mother-in-law, has been involved in the relationship between father and son for many years, but now she is tired and no longer cares about the affairs between father and son.

She smiled and said to Shu Santie: "San'er, it's getting late, you should go out quickly."

Shu Santie also knew that it was getting late, and carefully looked at the expressions of the old man and his wife of the Shu family: "Father, mother, I'm leaving."

"Let's go. Your mother and I will not keep you. You go out and watch the road, and do your job attentively."

The old man of the Shu family drove his third son away with his hands. The third son was working at the Ministry of Industry in the city. Although his official position was low, the old man of the Shu family still felt a bit proud in his heart.

Shu Santie walked out of the courtyard and said to his wife Gao Xiaorui, who was following behind him: "Dad and mother got up too early, please keep an eye on them more."

Gao Xiaorui agreed with a smile and whispered: "I will. It's Qiya's birthday today, so remember to come back early."

Gao Xiaorui watched Shu Santie walk away. She turned around and entered the yard. When she heard the noise in the kitchen, she entered the kitchen.

Yang was already busy with breakfast. After Gao Xiaorui went in, he quickly took over lighting the stove.

The stove fire is very strong.

Yang said to Gao Xiaorui in a low voice: "Qiya turns three years old today. Your father was so happy that he couldn't sleep last night."

Gao Xiaorui saw the blue color under Yang's eyes and guessed that Yang didn't sleep well last night either.

On a morning like this, even though Gao Xiaorui had all kinds of thoughts, she could only think of the good.

"Mom, Qi Ya has turned three years old. With her famous name, she has truly established herself in this world."

Yang Shi nodded and smiled: "Your father asked Master to give Qiya a nice name, and he also prepared an extra name."

Gao Xiaorui said with a smile: "Qi Ya is a lucky child, and her father and mother have to worry about her affairs."

Shu Santie is the youngest son of the old man and his wife of the Shu family, and Shu Qiya is the youngest among the grandchildren.

The old man and his wife of the Shu family loved their little granddaughter very much, and they naturally cared a lot about her.

Their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law prepared breakfast, and it was getting brighter. Every household became lively, and the courtyard of the Shu family was equally lively.

Gao Xiaorui left the work in the hands of her two sisters-in-law, and went back to the backyard to see her little daughter who was still sleeping.

She pushed the door open, walked into the room, and saw her little daughter sleeping soundly with her hands open.

Gao Xiaorui walked over, stuffed her hands into the quilt, reached out and touched her back, and called in a low voice: "Qiya, it's time to get up."

"Uh, uh, uh." Shu Qiya hummed like a lazy pig, and turned over in bed.

Gao Xiaorui thought for a while and finally gave up and continued to wake her up.

The youngest daughter is three years old today. Gao Xiaorui wanted to see a good sign and didn't want her to wake up crying.

After breakfast, the Shu family went out of the courtyard one after another, and the old man and his wife of the Shu family also walked out of the courtyard carrying the offerings.

The Shu family has lived in Shuangjing Town for generations. The deepest memory of the old banyan tree at the entrance of the town is that it has lived for countless years and has become the ancestor of Shuangjing Town.

People in Shuangjing Town would come under the old banyan tree to ask about good or bad luck at home.

When Shu Qiya turns three years old, she needs to decide on a big name so that she can add it to the Shu family's genealogy. For the old man and his wife, this is a big deal for the Shu family.

Under the old banyan tree, there were already groups of people in twos and threes. When they saw the old man and his wife of the Shu family, they naturally moved out of the way.

After the old man and his wife of the Shu family laid out the offerings and bowed to the old banyan tree, the old man of the Shu family was about to announce the name of his granddaughter in a loud voice when he saw the ancestors and grandsons of the Zhu family duck out from behind the tree on the side.

The old man of the Shu family opened his mouth, but the old lady of the Zhu family quickly stopped him and said, "Hold on. Brother Shu, brother and sister Shu, I want to discuss something with you."

The old man of the Shu family didn't like talking too much with women, so he turned to look at his old wife.

Yang smiled at the old lady of the Zhu family and said, "Sister-in-law of the Zhu family, there is no need to rush now. I will have a good talk with you when this matter is over."

The old lady of the Zhu family said quickly: "I heard that you want to give Shu Qiya the name. That is the name of Yun Yatou in her previous life. Qiya can't use it."

The people under the old banyan tree were in an uproar. The girl Zhu Jiayun had caused too many troubles in the past two months. She came here to compete with the Shu family for her name.

The old lady of the Shu family and his wife were unhappy. What the old lady of the Zhu family said was too ridiculous. She even came up with such a ridiculous reason just for a name.

The old man of the Shu family ignored the words of the old lady of the Zhu family and took a step forward. Zhu Yun stepped forward and saluted the old man of the Shu family and said: "Grandpa of the Shu family, sister Qiya cannot take my name from my previous life. My name in my previous life was Xin.

It means appreciation and joy.”

The old man of the Shu family was angry. He glanced at Zhu Yun and said directly to the old lady of the Zhu family: "The people in your family have gone too far. They even went to inquire about our family's affairs with the master."

The old lady of the Zhu family saw the angry look on the face of the old lady of the Shu family and the pleading look on Zhu Yun's face. She thought about it and said, "Just think that our Zhu family owes your family a favor."

Zhu Yun was anxious. She didn't want her family to owe such a favor, so she quickly explained: "In my dream, my previous life was very short-lived. I think this name is unlucky."

The faces of the people under the old banyan tree changed. Everyone said to the old man and his wife of the Shu family: "This name is unacceptable, let's change it."

After listening to Zhu Yun's words, the old man and his wife of the Shu family would never use this name again.

The old man of the Shu family announced directly: "My seventh granddaughter's name will be Shu Ling. She is a good child and will definitely live a long life."

The people under the old banyan tree said one after another: "Shu Qiya, Shu Ling, live a long life."

Everyone has some concerns about this little girl Zhu Yun.

The old lady of the Zhu family glared at Zhu Yun and whispered: "Didn't I tell you not to talk nonsense?

How can things in dreams be taken seriously? You have good intentions, but others will not think so, they will only think you are too spiritual."
Chapter completed!