"Ah?" Qian just made an excuse to come to see Mr. Zhuang. She didn't think Mr. Zhuang would change Manbao's name, but what's the small print?
Mr. Zhuang laughed and said: "A person not only has a surname, a surname, but also a given name and a character. But ordinary people don't pay that much attention to it. They only have a name. If Man Bao succeeds in studying, I can give her a character in the future, and that's it."
This is what I, as a husband, expect from her."
Qian was confused by the first words, but she understood the last sentence. She vaguely felt that this was a good thing.
So I quickly thanked Mr. Zhuang, then pushed the basket towards Mr. Zhuang again, and said with a smile: "These are eggs laid by the chickens at home. Mr. Zhuang steams an egg every day and eats it. It is very good for the body."
Mr. Zhuang is very accustomed to receiving gifts from students, especially agricultural products like this, not to mention that Man Bao is his first disciple.
A husband is like a father, just as the old Zhou family thought it was normal for him to give Man Bao books and pen and ink to her, it is also normal for him to accept these things from the old Zhou family.
Because of this master-disciple relationship, Man Bao will be able to have a say in Man Bao's future marriages. Likewise, Man Bao will be able to have a say in his funeral.
Qian picked out the candies from the basket naturally and smiled at Mr. Zhuang: "I heard that Manbao said that Mr. Zhuang loves candy. These are some I have at home. They are not as good as the ones here, so just treat them as sweets for Mr. Zhuang."
Sweet mouth."
Mr. Zhuang saw that this was the candy that Man Bao often paid homage to him. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "The old lady is too modest. This candy is sweeter than ordinary candies. I have only had it at Man Bao's place."
Qian's hand paused for a moment, then said with a smile: "If Mr. Zhuang likes it, I will ask Manbao to send some more later."
"When you get old, you can't eat too much sweet food." Mr. Zhuang said with a smile: "It's better to save it for her to eat slowly."
Qian stayed with him and talked for a while before leaving.
She walked slowly towards home. At this time, most of the sun was hidden behind the mountains, but the sky was still bright, and the sky was full of glow.
The cool breeze of late autumn was blowing, but Qian didn't feel cold. Instead, her hands and feet were still warm. She walked home at the same slow pace as before, but she knew it was still different.
Because she didn't pause along the way, nor did she feel out of breath.
This was impossible before today.
Lao Zhoutou was not worried about her. He was wandering near the door of his home. When he saw her walking from a distance, he stopped wandering. When she came up, he asked, "What did Mr. Zhuang say?"
"Mr. Zhuang said he would give her a name when Manbao is older."
"What word?"
Qian knew what he was asking about and said, "It's the character of the name."
"That won't work. Man Bao's name is Man, which... our family named her, and why didn't I know that seven years old is a hurdle? Boss and the others didn't see you doing anything before, right?"
Before at the dinner table, he was shocked by his wife's good appetite tonight and didn't think much about it, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
Qian's face remained unchanged, he held the door frame and sat down on the threshold, saying: "You have forgotten, I took Manbao to the Taoist temple for questioning before. This is what the Taoist priest said. Manbao had a hurdle when he was seven years old.
.By the way, I am thinking that Man Bao is almost seven years old. In order to let her pass safely, I will take her to the Taoist temple tomorrow to pay my respects."
"She won't go to school tomorrow?"
"I just asked for leave from Mr. Zhuang," Qian said after a pause, "I had a dream in the second half of the day. I have to go to the Taoist temple to ask about it. I would like to bring Man Bao with me."
Lao Zhoutou perked up and immediately asked: "What dream?"
Qian glanced at him and said, "Sweet dream."
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Meeting Lao Zhoutou's questioning gaze, Qian said with a normal expression: "Don't worry, I still want to watch Man Bao grow up and get married. It's not that I didn't take the medicine on purpose, but I feel much better."
Lao Zhoutou thought of her unusual appetite today and quickly asked in a low voice: "Is it related to your dream?"
Qian nodded slightly.
The next day, Qian took a medium-sized basket and put half of the rice in it. It looked like it weighed three to four kilograms, and then she selected eighteen even eggs and spread them out.
There were only eight or nine eggs left at home, which were quite abundant at first.
But Qian didn't blink, put the basket on the cart, and then pulled Manbao to sit on the cart.
Zhou Lang was responsible for pushing the cart.
Zhou Dalang watched the third child pushing his mother and Yaomei away. He frowned in confusion and quietly asked Xiao Qian, "It's strange. My mother used to ask me to push her to the Taoist temple. Why did she specifically mention the third child's name this time?"
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Xiao Qian said nonchalantly: "Didn't Mom ask you to clean the ditches in Dawan Field? It will be convenient for planting rice next year for watering and drainage."
Can the third child also do the job well?
Zhou Dalang always felt that something was wrong. He felt that my mother was deliberately trying to get rid of him. Of course, he could only tell Xiao Qian in secret.
But Xiao Qian gave him a sideways look and said, "You are really stupid. Didn't you see that the third daughter-in-law has a big belly? It is normal for the third daughter-in-law to go to the Taoist temple at this time, okay?"
Only then did Zhou Dalang suddenly realize.
Qian, who was far away, was full of thoughts and did not think of this. She just touched Man Bao's little head and whispered, "When you go to the Taoist temple later, you must be good and kowtow to Master Tianzun a few more times and let him bless you."
May your life be safe and smooth.”
Man Bao nodded excitedly.
She goes to the Taoist temple almost every year. In her opinion, the Taoist temple is more fun than the county town.
The Taoist temple is on the mountain behind Dali Village. No one knows when the Taoist temple on the mountain was built. Anyway, in the hearts of the villagers, it has always been there.
It is in tatters, and occasionally the nobles from the county town give a lot of charity, and the Taoist temple can replace an old place with a new one. In this way, the new becomes old, and the old becomes new again, and this is passed down from generation to generation.
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There are currently only six Taoist priests in the Taoist temple. They only cultivate a few thin fields at the foot of the mountain. Occasionally, believers in Dali Village will help when the farming is busy.
They grow their own vegetables behind the Taoist temple and are basically self-sufficient.
Because in addition to the annual temple fair, the people who come here to worship the gods and make wishes are all nearby villagers.
The villagers were not willing to give money for sesame oil, so everyone gave them a handful of vegetables, a handful of rice, two eggs, half a chicken...
Some who were really poor would just take a handful of incense and burn it before going down the mountain. Those who were even poorer would go up with bare hands, lie down on the futon and cry to Master Tianzun. After crying enough, they kowtow before going down the mountain.
The latter can often get a handful of vegetables, a handful of rice, two eggs or a chicken from the Taoist priests...
So the Taoist priests on the mountain are not rich.
Qian is a frequent visitor to the Taoist temple. The Taoist priest on duty in front recognized her as soon as he saw her and subconsciously smiled. When he saw the basket full of eggs she was carrying, his smile became even bigger.
As soon as Man Bao raised her head, all she could see was his bright smile like pleats. She immediately became happy, and then she also grinned at him with a bright smile.