Chapter 213: Named Sister Qiao, each expresses his or her own opinion
I didn’t think of a name until I was seven years old.
Isn’t that strange?
No.
It's not that Sister Feng doesn't love her eldest daughter, but she loves her too much. Whenever her daughter feels uncomfortable, Sister Feng takes care of her without leaving her side. She even ignores her husband Jia Lian and lets him live in a separate hospital.
But her daughter's frail body eventually became a worry for Sister Feng, especially since she gave birth to her daughter, she has not been pregnant again for a full five years. No matter how cheerful her temper is, Sister Feng can't help but feel resentful about it.<
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The eldest sister has never given a name. One reason is the custom at the time. She feels that naming should not be taken lightly. If it is not done well, it will have the opposite effect. As a mother, she does not dare to gamble her fate.
What's more, she gritted her teeth and refused to name her daughter. Behind this was the unwillingness that had lingered in Sister Feng's heart for more than a thousand nights.
Now that she has a son and a daughter, Sister Feng has relaxed completely, and her energy and energy are very different from before.
Hearing Jialan's pretentious tone, Sister Feng smiled and apologized, and said with some relief: "I didn't think of naming my sister originally because I was worried that the name would be too heavy for her small body to bear. Besides, sister
I don’t want to trouble my elders about her name, and I’m also worried that she won’t be able to bear the blessing.”
Jia Lan nodded understandingly upon hearing this.
He stood up, came to Yingchun and said a few words to her. The latter nodded, called the maid to give some instructions, and soon brought a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Jia Lan said while grinding the ink: "I remember correctly, the eldest sister was born on the seventh day of July, right?"
"It was that day."
Sister Feng nodded and sighed: "This is not a good day. I also asked the Taoist monk to calculate it before. It is not easy to name this day."
The seventh day of July is the Qiaoqiao Festival. Later generations may regard this day as Valentine's Day, but in the world of Red Mansions, begging for cleverness is not a good metaphor. The song "Begging for Qiao" was ordered during the Lunar New Year festival. p>
Although everyone has their own interpretation, begging for cleverness is definitely not an auspicious day in Cao Gong's writings.
Jia Lan held the pen in his hand, thought about it again and again, and decided that it would be better to use the name that Grandma Liu gave to her eldest sister in the original work, so she wrote a word on the paper and solemnly placed it in front of Sister Feng.
"Aunt, to be honest, the day my eldest sister was born was her luck. If you think it was not a good day and you are afraid of hurting her, you might as well go with the flow and give her this name."
Sister Feng picked up the name and looked at it, her eyes flickered and she was silent.
People nearby came to watch curiously, and Xiangyun read it out: "Is this a clever word?"
Jia Lan said: "Yes, since I was born on July 7th, why not call me Qiao Jieer."
Ping'er, who had been standing aside, nodded slightly: "This name seems very good to me. The eldest sister was born on the Qiao Qiao Festival, so the word Qiao is just right. It is not too noble but not vulgar, just like what Langeer said
, instead of racking your brains, it is better to adapt to the weather."
Ping'er's words not only made Sister Feng slightly nod, but other people also nodded after hearing this.
"Sister Qiao..." Sister Feng murmured.
Baochai glanced at Jia Lan with her apricot eyes, and said to Sister Feng with a smile: "Girl Feng is smart and capable. The word "qiao" is used for the eldest sister. It not only means praying to heaven for a smooth season, but also contains a sense of hope. I hope that eldest sister will be able to do it the next day.
I can grow up to be as sharp and smart as you.
Moreover, there are so many joys and sorrows in life, but how can it be smooth sailing?
It is always inevitable to have injuries, disasters, joys and sorrows.
The eldest sister went through a lot when she was a child, so she is naturally stronger.
If you understand the difficulty of living, you will naturally appreciate the present more."
"That's very well said." Jia Lan high-fived and nodded to Baochai.
Suddenly there was a cold snort in his ears. It turned out to be Daiyu rolling her eyes at her. Jialan immediately put down his hand in confusion. Baochai looked at it and smiled secretly in his heart.
Ping'er took over the conversation and made some comments and compliments. As soon as she spoke, Miharu also nodded.
Even Xichun, who has always been taciturn and cold-tempered, said: "There is no such thing as a good life in this world. It's just that everyone has their own sufferings. But when people are alive, they always have to move forward."
When Daiyu heard this, she glanced at Jialan's face, and then laughed: "Fourth sister's words are very promising. Just now I was worried that you were going to say something like 'cultivating the afterlife' in the next half of your sentence.
, it seems that you are really enlightened."
After saying that, the corners of her mouth curved up mischievously, she imitated someone else's gesture and clasped her hands together, chanting: "Amitabha!"
Tanchun burst into laughter, followed by Yingchun and Baochai.
Xichun immediately blushed at Daiyu's teasing. She was rarely teased by others and could only stomp her feet secretly.
"Aunt Lin is wrong." A clear voice interrupted everyone's laughter.
Lin Daiyu raised her eyebrows and looked at Jia Lan with a somewhat unkind look: "Am I wrong again?"
There is an undercurrent brewing under those clear spring-like eyes, which seems to say that if you don't give me a good explanation, you will be the one to look good next.
Jia Lan looked at Daiyu and said with a smile: "Fourth Aunt has grown up, so she shouldn't be treated like an ordinary Buddhist. In my opinion, Fourth Aunt is just a little fairy."
Everyone looked at Jia Lan with surprise. Daiyu raised her handkerchief and covered her mouth with force, fearing that she couldn't help laughing.
Is he possessed by Baoyu?
Did such words really come from Jia Lan’s mouth?
Even Xichun himself couldn't stand it when he heard Jia Lan being so disgusting. His originally red face was like a burning cloud. When he saw Jia Lan looking at him, he immediately lowered his head in shame, not daring to look at him.<
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Yingchun hugged Xichun and pretended to be angry: "Brother Lan, I don't want to bully others like this!"
Jia Lan waved his hand: "You all have misunderstood. I mean what I said."
He calmed down his expression slightly, "Aunt Xichun used to have a cold temper. She seemed to have no interest in anything. She just looked on with a cold eye. She seemed to be out of touch, but in fact she had the intention of escaping.
Now it seems that Aunt Xichun is really far-sighted and knows how to look forward.
Zhou Bangyan has a poem: "At this time, the mood is at this time, and nothing happens to the little fairy."
Aunt Xichun, isn't she just looking forward to becoming a little fairy now?"
Daiyu finally couldn't help it and smiled, "If this is the case, those sisters and I will all be little gods."
Jia Lan said: "Isn't it? Aunt Feng said that our ancestors are the longevity immortals in the sky, and she is the follower. Naturally, you are also the little fairies following behind."
Sister Feng laughed loudly: "You are worse than me with your mouth! Everyone in the room has been tricked by you!"
Everyone laughed, but Xichun was thinking silently.
In fact, even she herself cannot explain her own temper.
However, Jia Lan seemed to explain her in one sentence.
【Am I really cold-hearted?】
She thought hard.
Jia Lan noticed Xichun's expression and felt relieved.
Fortunately, Xichun's temperament has not become as cold and icy as in the original work...