"good."
"The son-in-law is generous."
When the villagers heard that he was going to treat them to a meal, they all cheered excitedly, and some were also concerned about the payment for building the house.
"Son-in-law, will there be food to eat while we're building this house?"
Li Chang'an looked at the person who asked the question, waved his hand, and said, "Do I look like a petty person asking such a question?"
"The food is all-you-can-eat, and everyone gets five jin of rice."
"Hiss~"
All the villagers gasped in surprise. They hadn't expected that not only would they be provided with food, but they would also receive five kilograms of rice every day.
They were all shocked by the price Li Chang'an offered. If they hadn't seen that Li Chang'an could write and was a scholar, they would never have believed that such a good deal existed.
"The son-in-law is generous."
"From now on, I'll be following my son-in-law."
“Son-in-law, whatever you ask me to do from now on, I’ll do it for you.”
The villagers became unusually enthusiastic, calling him "son-in-law" one after another, even more affectionately than they would call their own father.
In their eyes, Li Chang'an, who could produce so much grain, was even closer than their own father.
The villagers were all enthusiastically helping with the work, which meant that Da Ya couldn't be of much help.
She wanted to go and start a fire, but she was persuaded to leave.
In the words of Third Sister.
From now on, you'll be the wife of a scholar. How can you do such rough work? We'll take care of these chores from now on. You just need to serve your son-in-law well.
With nothing else to do, Daya could only walk up to Li Chang'an and stand there listening to him and Erya chat.
"Brother-in-law, I want a name too."
Er Ya pouted and shook Li Chang'an's hand. She was a little jealous because her brother-in-law named Su Xiao but not her.
Hearing this, Daya went over and pulled Erya away, not letting her cling to her husband: "You can't do this. Your brother-in-law is working very hard. Let him rest for a while."
Er Ya wouldn't listen and twisted her body, refusing to leave.
Da Ya didn't dare to use force, so she could only squat down and reason with Er Ya in a soft voice.
Looking at the gentle Daya, Li Chang'an couldn't help but ask, "How about I give you a name?"
Da Ya blushed, not daring to look at Li Chang'an, and said softly with her head down, "Okay."
"From now on, you will be called Youchu. Of the ten measures of gentleness in the world, Youchu alone possesses twelve measures, leaving the rest of the world to owe two measures."
He felt that the name perfectly matched Daya's personality—gentle and kind, yet strong at heart.
Da Ya didn't know the meaning of the poem Li Chang'an recited, but she felt that he really liked the name You Chu.
"Youchu, Lin Youchu." She murmured her name to herself, her face beaming with undisguised joy.
Her face flushed, she glanced at Li Chang'an, met his gaze, and then lowered her head, blushing, not daring to look up at him again.
When Er Ya saw her sister's name, she burst into tears.
"Waaaaah, I want a name too! I want a name too!"
Li Chang'an watched Er Ya sitting on the ground crying and made a fuss. He thought for a moment and came up with a name that suited her very well.
"Dongdong, from now on you'll be called Dongdong, okay?"
"Why, why is it called Dongdong?" Er Ya asked, her voice choked with sobs.
"Because Dongdong is clever and brave. Only clever and brave children can be called Dongdong."
Li Chang'an originally wanted to say "foolish little girl," but fearing she would cry, he quickly changed his words.
Sure enough, Er Ya burst out laughing when she heard this, patted her bottom, and started showing off to the other children.
Ha, you silly little kid.
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