If the name is too simple, won't it seem uncultured? If it's too complicated, won't some people not understand it?
He Tiantian racked her brains from morning till night just to come up with a name.
The children actively expressed their opinions, but overall, the results did not meet their expectations.
Having no other choice, He Tiantian went to Aunt Zhao's house early that morning.
The children have a day off today and don't need to come to school. The usually bustling Zhao family courtyard is now quiet and deserted.
Just as He Tiantian was about to knock on the door, she saw Wang Dazhuang grinning foolishly as he walked away.
She looked like a newlywed bride.
He Tiantian hadn't seen Wang Dazhuang for a long time, so she greeted him warmly.
"Dazhuang, why didn't you go to work at the mine today?"
Wang Dazhuang was immediately snapped out of his daze, and he stopped grinning foolishly. He said, "I had something to do today, so I didn't go."
Seeing his rosy complexion, He Tiantian couldn't help but ask another question.
"What's up? You look so happy."
Upon hearing this, Wang Dazhuang couldn't help but burst into laughter twice. Even this tall man's face flushed red.
"Hehe, I...I'm going on a blind date today."
He Tiantian was quite surprised, "Congratulations! Where is the other person from?"
Wang Dazhuang said rather embarrassedly, "He's from Chengjiazhuang. Old Hong from the village introduced us. We made an appointment up ahead, and this is the first time I've met him."
Chengjiazhuang? He Tiantian had no idea what Chengjiazhuang was, but she knew that the Cheng family of the Zhao family was from this village and that they weren't very good people.
But isn't Cheng Ying, the eldest daughter-in-law of Zhao Tingzhang, also from Chengjiazhuang? That's not bad then.
So, it really depends on the person.
He Tiantian didn't know what to say, so she offered a blessing.
"Then I wish you success in your blind date."
Wang Dazhuang wasn't used to such formal language. He left with a silly grin and a mouthful of thanks.
He Tiantian knocked on the door of Zhao Yan's courtyard. When Aunt Zhao saw that it was He Tiantian, her voice was so loud that five or six households nearby could hear it.
"Oh, it's Maruko's mom! What brings you to my house so early in the morning?"
A few days ago, Zhao Wanzi brought brand-new writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones to give to her husband, Zhao Yan. Aunt Zhao was so grateful that she hadn't even had a chance to personally thank her yet.
Is Zhao Yan home? I need to talk to him about something.
"At home, at home, Yan'er..." Aunt Zhao quickly turned around and went back into the house to call Zhao Yan, "Yan'er, your Aunt He is here."
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yan came out of the house.
He bowed respectfully with both hands in front of him and greeted her, "Auntie."
Although she was used to Zhao Yan's polite and reserved manner as a scholar, He Tiantian still felt a little awkward at this moment.
She said rather embarrassedly, "Actually, I came to Yan'er to ask him to name my shop."
"What? A shop?" Zhao Yanniang's eyes lit up. "My goodness, when did you open a shop, Maruko's mom?"
How could she only find out about something so important now, without anyone noticing?
"We just finished planning it, but it hasn't opened yet. Zhao Yanshu is the most educated person in the whole village, so we wanted to ask him to take a look."
Zhao Yan also seemed quite surprised and took the matter very seriously.
"Auntie, what kind of business do you run in your shop? I'd like to think about what would be suitable to buy..."
He Tiantian gave a detailed introduction, "It's just selling small snacks, breakfast, lunch, and dinner..." He Tiantian also mentioned a few other snacks that she had tentatively decided on, so it was quite a mixed bag.
Nowadays, most restaurants in the city only open around noon. There are separate stalls for breakfast and dinner.
He Tiantian is the only one who sells food all day long.
"I just wanted a name that's easy to understand, so that people can immediately tell it's a place to eat," He Tiantian added at the end.
Zhao Yan frowned, seriously considering the problem.
He took a small twig that he used for teaching and drew on the ground as he thought.
After a while, Zhao Yanniang couldn't sit still any longer. She stood up and said, "Hey, it's just the name of a restaurant, what's so difficult about that?"
She doesn't know where her son's studies are going; he's taking so long to come up with a name.
"It's called the taste of home, isn't that great!"
Upon hearing this, He Tiantian thought the name sounded quite modern.
You could say it's rustic, but it doesn't really sound rustic. You could say it sounds nice, but I can't really tell.
Zhao Yanniang looked at He Tiantian, then at her eldest son. She then explained, "Every time I went to the city to bring food to Yan'er, I always heard the children studying away from home say that they missed home and wanted to eat the food from home."
Speaking of this, Zhao Yanniang couldn't help but feel a little sad. Her son Yan'er had suffered so much during his more than ten years of schooling.
"Maruko's mom, think about it. If those kids who come out to eat see your restaurant name, they'll definitely go in and patronize your business."
He Tiantian was too embarrassed to say that her shop was several alleys away from Bailu Academy, but she suddenly thought the name was alright.
"It's such a warm name, Aunt Zhao. You're so clever, this is the one!"
This name perfectly reflects He Tiantian's original intention in opening the shop.
It's about letting those who are away from home and busy have the taste of home.
Aunt Zhao had been a village woman her whole life and was illiterate. Now, being praised for her talent made her incredibly happy.
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