Chapter 17 The turtle is actually himself?
"Your name is Lu Qinniang." Xiao Yan said.
"My name?" Lu Qiniang was a little excited. She rubbed her hands on her body, then carefully picked up the paper and looked at it again and again, with joy in her eyes, "So this is how my name is written."
"Hasn't anyone ever written to you before?"
"Oh, what should I look at? I can't read." Lu Qiniang outlined her own name with her eyes.
It seems that it is not difficult.
"So 'abandon' only has these two strokes," Lu Qiniang was a little dazed at the number "seven." "Really? Losing something is not easy, isn't it?"
"Throwing things away?" Xiao Yan was stunned. "The middle character in your name means 'abandon', isn't it a ritual for the seventh day at home?"
"No, I'm the fourth child in my family..." She thought for a moment, "I should be. I have three older sisters. That's why my mother wanted to sell me off so my father could have a concubine and have a son. After I came to the Zhang family, my father-in-law said he wanted to use the word 'abandoned' to make God have more mercy on me."
Although she didn't understand what this meant.
But it's just a name, not a cat or dog, so she doesn't care.
Xiao Yan hadn't expected Lu Qinniang's life story to be so tragic. "I'm sorry, I didn't know. I wrote it as "seven" instead of "xingqi."
"You scholars always speak nicely. What is there to apologize for? You don't know about my family's affairs, and I don't know about yours. Isn't this normal?" Lu Qiniang didn't care at all.
"But come to think of it, maybe my parents were right to abandon me."
"Why?"
"Because I'm lucky." Lu Qiniang said self-deprecatingly, "Guess what people say about me? They say that marrying a fierce woman will bring unrest to the whole family; but marrying Lu Qiniang will leave no one alive."
"What does personal fate have to do with you?" Xiao Yan said, "If there really is such a thing as a tough fate, then why would you just throw yourself into the enemy camp? Why would our soldiers risk their lives?"
Lu Qiniang laughed out loud.
"Okay, okay, it turns out you scholars have to be the ones to talk. If anyone says anything bad about me again, I'll say this to you. Actually, I don't believe that either. I'm honest and have never done anything that harms others. Good people should be rewarded."
Do good people get good rewards?
Xiao Yan felt bitter. Did he end up like this because of all his evil deeds?
In fact, today he felt like he had suddenly realized something.
The reason was that he was lying there pretending to be dead, listening to the two girls crying at the top of their lungs, and suddenly it occurred to him that this was what it felt like after death.
No matter what the outside world says, it has no effect on him anymore.
In the past, we firmly believed that people leave their names behind and wild geese leave their voices behind, and we were burdened by our fame. What was the result?
Trying to protect your reputation will only backfire and end up with a bad reputation.
Living for fame, burdened by fame, used by others... This was the first half of his life, which seemed glorious but was actually confused.
"Since this piece of paper is useless, then please do me another favor and give Da Ya, Er Ya, San Ya and the others some proper names."
Xiao Yan thought about it and put pen to paper one by one.
Bright.
shining.
Bright and clear.
He read them one by one to Lu Qiniang.
Although he had not been there for long, he had already gotten to know the personalities of Lu Qiniang and her three daughters.
Although the three daughters have different personalities, they all reflect the shadow of Lu Qinniang.
Zhaozhao inherits tenacity, Zhuozhuo amplifies bloodiness, and Jiaojiao sublimates vitality.
Lu Qiniang could only say "Okay, okay, okay".
"Xiao Yan, you are the most knowledgeable person besides my brother."
Xiao Yan remained silent.
Lu Qinniang happily took the paper out to show her three daughters.
Her daughters all had nice names.
But she still thinks Da Ya, Er Ya and San Ya are easier to pronounce.
The whole family drank meat porridge in the evening.
However, there were too many people and too little porridge, so each person only had one bowl.
Erya finished drinking the meat porridge, still wanting more: "Mom, we will divide the beef tomorrow. Can we go home and make beef porridge tonight? I have never eaten beef before!"
It’s so great to celebrate the Chinese New Year, there’s meat every day.
"I have plans tomorrow, so help wash the dishes after dinner."
Arya groaned, "My throat hurts."
She made money today.
“You don’t need your voice to wash dishes.”
Erya didn't say anything.
San Ya licked the bowl almost clean, and Lu Qiniang gave her the remaining half of her bowl.
Sanya looked at Da Ya and Er Ya, not daring to take it, and pushed the bowl back to Lu Qi Niang, "Mom, I'm full."
"What are you doing looking at your elder and second sisters? You are the youngest, so eat while you grow up."
"You're not in good health, you should take care of yourself!" Erya said with a frown, "We agreed to have one bowl for each person, why do you have to leave some for her?"
Daya also said: "Mother——"
Lu Qi Niang had no choice but to drink the remaining meat porridge herself, "Wait, we will have beef soup tomorrow."
At night, she poured all the copper coins on the table and began to count them with shining eyes.
The sound of copper coins colliding sounds like the sound of nature.
She strung a hundred coins together with a rope, counted them over and over again, and then strung them together again.
After finally figuring it out, Xiao Yan discovered that she was scratching the door again.
"Are you keeping accounts?" he couldn't help but ask curiously.
If you are short of money, you will scratch the door. If you have money, you will still scratch the door. That's why he has this guess.
"Yes!" Lu Qinniang carved on it with joy in her eyes.
Xiao Yan moved closer and discovered that she was holding a very thick needle in her hand.
She used these needles to leave marks on the door that only she could understand.
"What is this?" Xiao Yan asked, pointing at a crooked tree.
Lu Qiniang lowered her voice and said, "I'm telling you, you can't tell anyone else."
Xiao Yan said sternly, "If it's inconvenient, then forget it."
He didn't know why he was curious, maybe he was just too bored.
Lu Qinniang herself smiled so hard that her eyebrows curved. "This is the village head. He always finds fault, so I named him Crooked Tree."
Xiao Yan suddenly discovered that Lu Qinniang had long and heroic eyebrows, round and dark eyes, and her eyebrows and eyes were very worthy of scrutiny. The cunning in her eyes made her look younger.
"Look at this—" She pointed proudly at the upside-down, torn straw sandals, "This is the peddler. I asked him to sell straw sandals before."
"These three hairs are from the butcher who sold me three pounds of fat on credit. I can do without the meat, but not the fat..."
"Is all this debt yours?"
"I've paid back all the debts I owed." Lu Qiniang said, "And some are owed to me by others."
"And have they all been returned to you?"
"No." Lu Qiniang sighed, "Forget it, everyone has their own difficulties. When I lent it out, I made the intention not to return it, otherwise I wouldn't have lent it."
This is in line with her style.
Xiao Yan suddenly saw another crooked turtle.
"Who is that turtle?"
There are five chicken feathers drawn on the back, what does it mean?
"Hey, this is just a random drawing. Stop talking to me. I forgot what I was supposed to remember today. Don't mess it up."
No matter how you look at it, he seems a little guilty.
Then Xiao Yan didn't say anything, watching her draw a box, and then drew a chicken feather on the back, and also two strings of candied haws.
He understood.
A chicken feather represents one tael of silver, and a string of candied haws represents a string of money.
Those five chicken feathers just now were worth five taels of silver.
It was a recent addition, and because it hadn't been stained by dust, the original wood color was revealed.
Recently, five taels of silver?
good.
It turns out the turtle is actually himself? !
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