Chapter 234 Finally, a Name Was Chosen
Wu Huiniang lay on the bed, slowly waking up.
She fainted after hearing her child's first cry, having exhausted all her strength.
There were countless people talking outside, making a lot of noise, so she naturally woke up.
She heard her mother-in-law's voice.
“Hui Niang gave birth to a daughter for our family. She is a great contributor to our family. If anyone says that Hui Niang is unlucky for not giving birth to a son, I will argue with them.” Cheng Wanwan said with a smile, but her voice was a little cold. “The new mother needs to rest after giving birth, and the baby also needs to sleep. Everyone, go home.”
The villagers dispersed.
Wu Huiniang lay on the bed, tears streaming down her face.
When she was pregnant, her biggest fear was having a daughter. It wasn't that she didn't like daughters, but that she was afraid her mother-in-law wouldn't like them.
Her mother-in-law had given birth to four sons in her lifetime. If she had a daughter, it would definitely be her fault, and she was afraid that her mother-in-law would not treat her well in the future.
But now her mother-in-law's words made her realize that she had been worrying all along.
She covered her lips and couldn't help but cry.
"Oh dear, you just gave birth, why are you crying? Don't you want your eyes anymore?" Madam Wen walked in carrying a bowl of chicken soup. "Quickly wipe your tears, I'll feed you the chicken soup."
Zhao Dashan hurriedly said, "Second Aunt, let me do it."
“That won’t do.” Madam Wen protected the bowl in her hands. “Your mother gave me wages. For the past month and a half, Hui Niang and the child have been taking care of everything for me. I’ll sleep with Hui Niang at night, and you can squeeze in with Er Gou.”
Zhao Dashan scratched his head: "This...this isn't quite right..."
He wants to take care of his own wife.
“What’s wrong with that?” Mrs. Wen said while feeding the baby chicken soup. “A newborn baby wakes up every hour in the middle of the night, wants to drink milk, and needs to have its diapers changed. You have to work during the day, how can you have the energy to take care of the child? Don’t worry, I will take good care of your wife and daughter.”
Zhao Dashan cleaned the room before leaving.
After feeding her the chicken soup, Madam Wen lifted up Wu Huiniang's clothes and said, "Don't be shy, I'm here to help you produce milk, otherwise the baby will starve."
She massaged the baby vigorously to help clear the meridians, then picked up the drowsy little girl and let her suckle.
The little one sucked for a while, then suddenly burst into loud crying.
"Oh dear, there isn't enough milk." Madam Wen picked up the baby and comforted her. "Hui Niang, I know you can't eat much right after giving birth, but you have to eat. There's still a lot of chicken soup in the pot. Drink another bowl. The more you drink, the more milk you'll produce."
In the past, she would drink vegetable soup to promote lactation; there was no such thing as chicken soup, as the hen had to be kept to lay eggs.
The eldest sister-in-law is truly wonderful to her eldest daughter-in-law.
Just then, Cheng Wanwan pushed open the door and walked in, carrying a bowl of goat milk: "It's freshly boiled and cooled down. Give it to the child quickly, so he won't go hungry."
Wen chuckled: "Sister-in-law, this is such a big bowl, the child can't finish it in a day."
In the early stages, new mothers produce little milk, and babies also have small appetites, only needing to drink a tiny bit at the bottom of a bowl per meal.
She fed him a spoonful, and the little guy closed his eyes and fell asleep contentedly.
Cheng Wanwan rubbed her hands together and said awkwardly, "Can I...can I have a hug?"
Ms. Wen quickly handed the child over.
"Wait!" Cheng Wanwan paused for a moment. "My hand is here, isn't it? Will it wake her up..."
Wen thought back to the past, when her eldest sister-in-law had just given birth to Dashan, her eldest brother was not at home. The child was left with her mother-in-law as soon as she was born. Dashan and his three brothers were basically raised by their mother-in-law. Her eldest sister-in-law used to not care about her son at all, but she never expected that she would like her granddaughter so much.
She carefully showed Cheng Wanwan how to hold the baby.
A newborn baby has soft bones, wrapped in a blanket, and feels so soft and squishy when you hold them that you barely feel their presence.
Cheng Wanwan looked at the child tenderly and said, "I've named the child Yuezhu, Huiniang. What do you think?"
"Zhao Yuezhu," Wu Huiniang murmured, "a pearl as bright as the moon, this name is too precious, not suitable for a country girl..."
“Little Pearl is the most precious pearl in our family.” Cheng Wanwan couldn’t help but kiss the little one’s forehead. “From now on, you are Pearl, Little Pearl.”
"This name sounds nice."
Zhao Sidan tiptoed in from the door and immediately took a liking to the name.
He saw Cheng Wanwan hugging her niece tightly and even kissing her, and suddenly felt a little jealous.
He said sourly, "Mom, aren't you a little biased towards girls and dislike boys?"
Cheng Wanwan was immersed in the joy of having a granddaughter and didn't even look up, asking perfunctorily, "Why do you say that?"
"In my memory, Mother has never held me." Zhao Sidan's mouth could hold an oil lamp. "Also, my eldest brother's, second brother's, and third brother's names sound like they were just picked randomly, but my little niece's name is obviously something Mother thought about for a very long time... Did Mother forget about the names she said she would give us?"
Cheng Wanwan chuckled and patted the little guy's head: "I already got it, I just didn't have a chance to tell you."
She handed the child to Wen Shi, pulled Zhao Sidan into the main room, and then took out a piece of paper from her room, on which she wrote four names in order from top to bottom.
Everyone in the room gathered around.
“Auntie, your handwriting…” Shen Zheng said with a look of disgust, “My dad says my handwriting looks like a dog’s crawl, and your handwriting looks like a worm crawling…”
“My second aunt only learned to read and write in three months, while you, from the age of three until now, how many years has it been?” Cheng Zhao said calmly, “Compared to my second aunt, do you even have the nerve to admit it?”
Shen Zheng: "..."
Forget it, he should just shut up and not say anything.
Zhao Dashan looked at the first three characters and slowly read them aloud: "Zhao Jingxing".
It sounds too literary, is it suitable for a farmer like him?
"My name is Zhao Jingcheng." Zhao Ergou's eyes lit up. "Mom, I really like this name!"
Zhao Sanniu leaned closer: "Zhao Jingyu, why does this character of mine look the most complicated...?"
Zhao Sidan blinked: "My name is Zhao Jingsi, it sounds good. Mom, why did you choose these names? Is there any reason for it?"
“It should be taken from ‘Exhortation to Learning’: ‘Diligence leads to mastery, while idleness leads to ruin; careful thought leads to success, while following others leads to failure.’” Cao Yingying pondered before speaking. “The four characters ‘career is achieved through careful thought’ correspond to each of your names.”
“Yingying is right.” Cheng Wanwan explained with a smile, “This means that to achieve great things, one needs to think independently and repeatedly. If one makes choices and decisions casually, it is easy to fail. The reason for choosing this name is to hope that no matter what you do in the future, you will not make hasty or reckless decisions, but think carefully, consider deeply, and take steady steps.”
She paused for a moment and said, "Let's keep these as your names. When you need a courtesy name later, we can ask the teacher to choose one. Dashan, find some time to go to the village head and change the names on the register."
In ancient times, there were no information systems. The origins of the names of villagers were all recorded in a small book in the village head's house. He could simply rewrite it. For the children in the family who were practicing calligraphy, this was not a big deal.
"Great!" Zhao Sidan jumped for joy. "From now on, I'll be called Zhao Jingsi, and you can call me Xiaosi, okay?"
Shen Zheng teased him deliberately: "Hey, I'll call you Si Dan!"
Afu scratched his chin: "I think 'Four Eggs' sounds better, so I'll call you Four Eggs too."
Zhao Dashan nodded: "No matter what name you change it to, you'll still be our little Sidan."
Everyone in the room burst into laughter.
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