Now that she had a generation name, she began to give names to her brothers who did not have proper names.
Song Jinxiu was arranging the generations and thinking of names in the room. After the young men had faced the wall to ponder their actions, they crowded into the largest room in the guest courtyard to practice with crossbows.
Song Jinxiu came out of the house holding a piece of paper, and saw Fang Ziyu and Su Chuan standing at the door like two door gods.
Su Chuan still had a blank expression on his face, his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart. When Fang Ziyu saw her, she rolled her eyes and snorted.
Song Jinxiu glanced at him and asked, "Who are you angry with?"
"Hmph, you're biased." Fang Ziyu looked bitter and resentful.
eccentric? Where to start?
Song Jinxiu asked Su Chuan: "What's wrong with him?"
Su Chuan had no expression on his face, and said seriously: "Nugong, everyone is at home, he doesn't have it. I don't have it either."
Song Jinxiu couldn't help laughing, "With the strength of the two of you, the wooden crossbow will be broken in two days. I will make you a good one with fine iron later."
Fang Ziyu immediately smiled happily, "I know, how could Little Sister-in-law forget me?"
Song Jinxiu glanced at him. She had said many times that she was not his master's sister-in-law, but this guy was just like Doctor Li, as if this was a name or a nickname that came to his mind easily.
Little Su Chuan's eyes twinkled and he grinned. Song Jinxiu nodded her head: "You, learn to smile when you have nothing to do. A child with a frown on his face all day long looks like a little old lady."
After comforting the two, Song Jinxiu entered the room where the teenagers practiced crossbows.
There was a quilt hanging on one wall, and several men were shooting at the holes in the quilt with crossbows.
Seeing her come in, everyone stopped and looked at her. Because they had just been punished, everyone was more or less a little reserved when they saw her.
Song Jinxiu looked at the bamboo chopsticks on the table, smiled and nodded, saying: "Brothers are so smart, it's good to practice using bamboo chopsticks.
She reached out to take the crossbow from Song Daqiang's hand. Song Daqiang quickly took a step back and looked at her with a vigilant face: "I, I know I'm wrong, why are you still taking my bow?"
Song Jinxiu glared at him and said, "Brother Daqiang, I'm just demonstrating it to you."
Song Chun walked over and said, "Don't scare him, use mine."
Song Jinxiu picked up her brother's crossbow and said, "This crossbow is not big, so it can be shot with one hand. This way, the other hand can be freed up to load the arrow and shoot faster."
Song Jinxiu held the crossbow in her right hand and a pair of bamboo chopsticks in her left hand. As he spoke, ten arrows had already been shot out.
I saw that the quilt hanging on the wall had been pierced, the bamboo chopsticks were nailed to the wall, and the ten arrows formed a circle.
The speed was fast and the force was strong, shocking everyone.
These are bamboo chopsticks, not pointed.
Song Daqiang stuttered, "Clan leader, how did you do it?"
Song Jinxiu looked at him with a smile, "Do you want to learn?"
Song Daqiang nodded, "Yes, very much."
Everyone looked at her with hope.
Song Jinxiu was satisfied; this was the effect she wanted.
It is better to be convinced by you than to be afraid of you and respect you.
Since she was leading the entire family, they were convinced and willing to be driven by her.
"I'll demonstrate it again. Watch my movements carefully. See who can find the key to my archery skills."
This time, Song Jinxiu slowed down the process from loading arrows to shooting.
The arrow was shot out, but its force still penetrated the quilt.
Everyone looked at each other, some whispered to each other, and some picked up their crossbows and shot according to Song Jinxiu's movements.
Unfortunately, I still can’t get through the quilt.
Song Tiegun suddenly shouted, "I know. Let me try."
As he said this, he raised the crossbow, and with a "whoosh" sound, the bamboo chopsticks pierced into the quilt.
"I succeeded." He shouted in surprise.
Everyone gathered around and asked, "What did you know? How did you do it?"
Song Tiegun was immediately delighted, "Quick, pull the trigger, quick,"
Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "Yes, Brother Tiezhu observes carefully. If you want to shoot far, you have to pull the trigger quickly and accurately."
After telling everyone the tricks on how to quickly exert force and how to train arm and finger strength, Song Jinxiu said:
"We in the Song family have a generation name. Our generation begins with the character Jin, and the generation names are arranged like this: Jin Mao Zong Zi Rong, Ben Li Fu You Chang, Lu Shi Shi Lai Tai, Shou Yu Hua Guang Kai."
Song Jinxiu took out a piece of paper and said, "This is the order of the generations I wrote. When you have time, memorize it and keep it in mind.
The generation below the Jin character is the Mao character, which means that the future children of the older brothers will be named with the character Mao at the beginning. ”
Everyone was excited again. Their clan also had generation names?
Aren’t generation names only used by centuries-old families?
Because many of the descendants of those century-old families became officials and did business, and they were scattered all over the country, and some of them hadn't seen each other for decades, so they came up with the idea of arranging them by generation name to make it easier for future generations to recognize each other without making mistakes in generation.
Song Chun said: "Since we are of the Jin generation, then my full name is Song Jinchun and Qiu is Song Jinqiu."
His younger sister was ranked according to his generation name, so as the elder brother, he was of course the first to support her.
Song Fuquan also said: "My full name is Song Jinfu."
Song Daqiang also said in a simple voice: "My name is Song Jinqiang."
The remaining few were scratching their heads, what should they do with their names?
Tietou and Tiegun looked at each other, and Tiegun said, "My name is Song Jintie, and you can be Song Jintou."
Tietou quickly shook his head, "No, that doesn't sound good. My name is Song Jintie and you can call yourself Song Jingun."
Goudan and Gousheng were also making a lot of noise.
Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "I have a few names here. Brothers, come and take a look. If you like any of them, pick one and use it."
Song Jinxiu took out a piece of paper from her sleeve and handed it over.
Several people's eyes lit up when they saw the names on the paper.
They are all literate and just wanted to use their nicknames. Why didn't they think of completely abandoning the nicknames and starting over?
Tietou glanced at Song Chun and Song Fuquan, they were the ones who started it.
Everyone had their own names, even Song Daqiang, who picked out Song Jinyou's name.
Song Dashi said in a naive voice, "My mother said that the reason I can eat so well and my brother can go to school is because of the blessing of the clan leader's sister. I will no longer be called Song Jinqiang, but Song Jinyou. When I become successful, I will come to bless the clan leader's sister."
Song Jinxiu looked at him and smiled: Boy, Jinyou, let me protect you, right?
Their names are:
Tietou-Jinyu,
Iron stick - Jinsheng,
Jinshi, Jintai, Jinfeng.
Cheng Hu was very envious. He was not a member of the Song family. Although these people were very kind to him and Song Jinxiu was also very kind to him, he knew that it would be difficult for him to integrate into this atmosphere of blood and family affection.
But he wanted to fit in. I really want to.
In the past, my father sighed that the three of us were lucky to settle in Songjia Village.
Although the Song family is a large family, the Song family members are warm and kind, and they never oppress outsiders who settle down here for no reason.
Even when his mother was ill, she was taken care of by the villagers.
That time, his father saw Song Jinxiu's skills and wanted him to marry this girl. First, his father was really attracted to her, and second, he would be the son-in-law of the Song family and could integrate into this big family.
Unfortunately, the gap between the two families grew larger and larger, and the little girl actually became the patriarch of the Song clan. He never dared to have such an idea again.
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