No one had ever seen such a scene before. For a moment, they all stared blankly at Song Anxin on the stage. Some fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls thought that Aunt Lin was so impressive, and they also wanted to be like Aunt Lin.

Song Anxin continued, "Alright, now everyone please stand up one by one and introduce yourselves, and explain why you were chosen for this job. Please seize this opportunity and do your best to fight for yourselves."

"From now on, we will also keep records here."

The tables, chairs, writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones had already been brought over by Lin Fengnian and others. Song Anxin gestured to Song Anbang, who was sitting next to her. Song Anbang nodded slightly with his refined and handsome face, indicating that everything was ready.

But no one dared to step forward. They all looked at each other, staring at each other in disbelief. Practicing at home was one thing, but talking about it in front of so many people was another. No one could bring themselves to do it.

Song Anxin looked at them and coughed: "Everyone can begin."

"Oh dear! You cowards, Sister-in-law Lin, let me go first."

Then a woman walked out from the middle; this was none other than Chunmiao's mother.

Song Anxin silently gave her a thumbs up in his heart. He knew that people might be a little uncomfortable with this format, but the fact that she was the first to stand up had already won her over many others.

Although Chunmiao's mother said she was ready and had practiced countless times at home, she was actually a little timid when she actually stood in front of so many people and had so many eyes watching her.

She pinched herself, her face flushed, and said, "I'm Chunzhong's mother, and I'm this year..."

Chunmiao is her eldest daughter, and Chunzhong is her youngest son.

Song Anxin raised her hand to stop her: "Chunzhong's mother, wait a moment."

Chunzhong's mother turned to look at her, her teeth chattering, and said, "What, what's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

Will she be the first one kicked out by Sister-in-law Lin? She just boasted to everyone that she would definitely be selected. Oh dear, how embarrassing! She should have known better than to be so confident.

Song Anxin noticed her nervousness and gently comforted her, "You're right, I just want you to say your name."

She turned to everyone and said, "Here, you are not someone's mother, someone's wife, or someone's daughter-in-law... Here, you are yourselves. I hope that when you come up to introduce yourselves, you will say your names."

Upon hearing this, everyone, especially some of the women, looked somewhat somber. How long had it been since they had mentioned their own names? They were used to being called so-and-so's mother or so-and-so's daughter-in-law; they had long since lost their own identities.

Now, Aunt Lin asked them to act as themselves and say their names. Their eyes trembled slightly, and they were even excited to go up and say their names immediately.

Song Anxin observed everyone's expressions and continued, "Also, even if you make a mistake or stutter, it's not shameful. You earned your jobs through your own abilities, so what's shameful about it? Nobody is born knowing how to speak; everyone learns gradually, right?"

A woman immediately replied, "Yes! It's not shameful. We are who we are. No one is born knowing how to speak."

Everyone immediately responded to Song Anxin, and the atmosphere instantly became lively, with everyone no longer as tense as before.

Song Anxin smiled and said to Chunzhong's mother, "You can begin now. Please say your name."

Chunzhong's mother became hesitant, her face showing some melancholy: "I... I don't like my name. My parents saw that I was born a girl and that I was the third child in the family, so they just gave me a random name, Fang Laosan, which isn't even a proper name."

Some of the women and young girls below had tears in their eyes. Some of them were probably the same, always being called "eldest" or "fourth" all their lives, never having their own names, whether at their own home or their husband's.

Song Anxin sighed inwardly, realizing that women in this era suffered far more and were less valued than she had imagined.

She looked at her gently and said, "It's okay. Who says names have to be chosen by parents? You can call yourself whatever name you like."

Chunzhong's mother stared wide-eyed, her face filled with disbelief, and said, "What?! I can name myself?! I...!"

Song Anxin said, "Why not? Just go to the village head to register. It's not a big deal."

The crowd below suddenly realized, "Yes, it's not a big deal. We can just change it ourselves."

Song Anxin shook her head inwardly. Women in this era have been enslaved for so long that they have naturally forgotten to fight for the rights they can fight for.

Spring Planting Mother suddenly came to life, and she smiled at everyone, saying:

"From today onwards, my name will be Spring, Fang Spring!"

She loved spring; it was a season of hope. Spring meant her family would no longer have to suffer from the cold, no longer have to huddle together under one blanket, shivering and trying to keep warm.

"Hello everyone, my name is Fang Chuntian, and I am..."

After Fang Chuntian left, a little girl came up: "Hello everyone, my name is Lin Huaxiang."

She lowered her head, a little embarrassed: "This is a name I just came up with for myself. I like the smell of flowers."

A woman below said, "Daughter, it's a good name. It sounds much better than the first daughter your father married."

Lin Huaxiang was so excited to receive her mother's approval that she almost burst into tears.

Next up is Aunt Sangui, the loudmouth.

Unlike her usual outgoing self, she appeared somewhat embarrassed when she came up, but she immediately spoke in a loud voice: "My name is Liu Xiaojing, and I am..."

After she finished introducing herself, a woman below covered her mouth and laughed:

"Aunt San Gui, your name really doesn't suit you at all! Everyone in the village knows you're a loudmouth with a booming voice. I think you made a mistake in choosing this name, hahaha..."

The crowd burst into laughter.

Aunt San Gui blushed, a rare occurrence for her. She replied, "What? My parents didn't marry me well? I just like my name."

Her parents said she cried very loudly when she was born, so they named her Xiao Jing (Little Quiet), hoping she would grow up to be a quiet girl. But not only did she have a loud voice, she also loved to talk from a young age, which annoyed her parents.

She walked downstairs awkwardly, and some women below whispered and teased her, calling her Xiaojing.

Aunt San Gui was a generous and kind-hearted woman who didn't make a fuss. She pretended to be angry for a moment and told them to stop making trouble. Then she couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Everyone laughed along.

Song Anxin watched and laughed along, never expecting that an ordinary interview could produce so many funny things.

Song Anbang witnessed all of this, silently memorizing the names Fang Chuntian, Lin Huaxiang... These were the names of those who had been reborn. Her elder sister had brought her strength to others, giving so many people hope for a better life.

He was one of them.

Lin Fenghe stared blankly, thinking... her mother was pretty good as she was now.