The first-grade teacher introduced him to other students again.

"Today, a new student came to our class. His name is Zhou Yu."

Hmm? Isn't it the seventh day of the week?

Even Liu Yu was surprised.

Zhou Qi then explained to Liu Yu in a low voice:

"I am the seventh child in my family. My mother said that in order to commemorate the children who did not survive, their numbers were kept."

Liu Yu then wondered why it was the seventh day of the following week.

It turned out to be Wei, the seventh child in the family.

In other words, one of the children died in infancy.

This is too exaggerated.

But Liu Yu didn't say it.

In this era, many couples give birth to children, but due to various reasons, the children may not grow up.

Especially when children are young and there are no conditions for vaccination, various diseases may take their lives.

Zhou Qichu’s real name is actually Zhou Yu, which is as grand as Zhou Zhengchu’s name.

From this point of view, Zhou Ba should also be famous.

I'll have to ask carefully when I get back.

Liu Yu thought so.

After sending Zhou Qi to class, Liu Yu returned home.

Zhou Ba came to open the door for Liu Yu and asked her:

"Sister-in-law, has my second brother started studying?"

"Of course, I just found out that he was Zhou Yu."

"Yes, Xiaoqi and Xiaoba are just our nicknames."

"What's your full name then?"

"I'm Zhou Rong."

"oh."

This name really belongs to a girl.

"Your name reminds me of a girl who is very good at martial arts, her name is Huang Rong.

I wonder if it's the same name as yours?"

"Who is Huang Rong?"

Zhou Zheng listened to the conversation between the two people and asked curiously.

Liu Yu thought about it and realized that people in this era might not have the chance to read any martial arts novels.

Of course, it is impossible for him to have heard of Huang Rong.

However, the character "蓉" is similar to "㱕".

So Liu Yu wrote the word "Rong" on the ground.

Zhou Zheng nodded: "That's exactly Xiao Ba's name."

In other words, the two children were named, one was Zhou Yu and the other was Zhou Rong.

Instead of small things.

But to Liu Yu, Xiaoqi and Xiaoba sound better.

“Did you have so many children in the family before?

There were eight of them, and now only three of you are left?"

When talking about this question, there was a hint of sadness in Zhou Zheng's eyes.

"Don't ask these questions in front of mom anymore, okay?"

"Okay, I understand."

The old lady was not in the yard at the moment, and they spoke in low voices.

Liu Yu thought about it and could understand why the old lady was sad.

All the children were hers, and each one was the apple of her eye.

But losing a child for no reason must have been heartbreaking for her.

No wonder her eyes were hurt from crying.

Perhaps every time she lost a child, it was like tearing a piece of her flesh and blood off.

She lost a whole body, almost half of her flesh and blood.

It's not easy for her to be alive and well now.

"Then we should be filial to our mother in the future."

Liu Yu said to Zhou Zhengdao with some emotion.

"Yeah, you're right."

The village had no farming tools, so they had to rely on manual labor to plough the land, release water, and plant rice.