12dz Chapter 112 Name
Chapter 112 Name
For Lao Jiu, this day felt like a dream.
Before, I would cook and study in the car every day. In such a small space, at least it still felt realistic.
But when they came to Anwar, everything changed.
Towering city walls, buildings with blue bricks and red tiles, and bustling crowds.
Even in his dreams, Lao Jiu had never dreamed of such a beautiful scene.
They even have a small courtyard now.
That's their home.
Dean Lin wouldn't hit her; instead, he spoke to her gently.
She also met her first good friend, Lightyear.
Thinking about everything that had happened that day, Lao Jiu mustered his courage and approached Feng Shuyuan.
"Sister Yuan."
"what happened?"
Feng Shuyuan lazily sprawled in the hot tub, squinting at Lao Jiu.
Even though they were all girls, Feng Shuyuan's heart pounded the moment he saw Lao Jiu.
She made up her mind.
"Sister Yuan, I have a question."
Lao Jiu lowered his head shyly.
Feng Shuyuan wasn't in a hurry to urge her. He nodded slightly and waited for her to speak.
"About the name..."
Old Nine asked tremblingly.
"May I take your surname?"
Feng Shuyuan seemed surprised that she would ask this question, and raised an eyebrow in astonishment.
"Will you take my surname?"
Feng Shuyuan thought for a moment, then said with a slightly joking tone,
"I have no objection, but you should think carefully, having my surname is not a good thing."
Feng Shuyuan felt a headache coming on as he vaguely recalled his complicated family from his memories.
"It's alright, Sister Yuan."
However, the ninth brother looked at her with unexpected firmness:
"You gave us a new life, ensuring we have enough to eat and wear. Being able to use your surname is already the happiest thing for me."
"No need to say that, you saved yourselves."
Feng Shuyuan waved his hand, but a hint of emotion flashed in his eyes.
She really likes children who know how to be grateful.
This would make her feel that her efforts were worthwhile.
However, the ninth brother stubbornly retorted in a low voice:
"No, Sister Yuan, you gave us hope."
"Fine, if you really want to take my surname, then so be it."
Feng Shuyuan yawned, waved his hand, and called the little girl to his side.
Then he gently pinched the little girl's tender cheek.
Old Nine's face turned a little red from Feng Shuyuan's pinching, but she still showed a happy smile:
"Thank you, Sister Yuan!"
"Have you decided what you want to call me?"
Feng Shuyuan released his grip on the little girl.
"If you're asking about your surname, you should already have a given name in mind."
"Yes."
Old Nine nodded.
"I want to call him Feng Huaxi."
It's such a simple and easy-to-understand name, yet it warms the heart.
Feng Shuyuan couldn't resist ruffling her hair again.
"Okay, Xiaoxi."
"Go and mention this to Siyu later, so that all the children know about it, okay?"
"kindness!"
Upon hearing that Feng Shuyuan had approved the name she had chosen, Feng Huaxi revealed her most radiant smile.
Nothing could make her happier than Feng Shuyuan's approval.
Watching Feng Huaxi run off happily, Feng Shuyuan rested his chin on his hand, feeling somewhat wistful.
She once thought that the first person to name her would be either the second brother, that hothead, or the fourth brother, that older sister-like girl.
To their utter surprise, their youngest sister beat them to it.
A playful smile appeared on Feng Shuyuan's face.
My life might be quite lively in the future.
……
After sending the children home yesterday, Feng Shuyuan returned to the long-awaited rest room and collapsed immediately.
Although she knew Anwar still had many things waiting for her to handle.
But, is one more day really too much?
Work?
What job?
Nothing is more important than rest!
No work today!
Sinking into the soft bed, Feng Shuyuan sighed contentedly.
RVs have their advantages, but they can never match the comfort of a real bedroom.
She gave Ji Lu the day off today, and in this long-missed space, she was all alone.
Feeling the silky smooth texture of the quilt, Feng Shuyuan felt an overwhelming sense of happiness.
Hugging the same soft pillow, she quickly drifted off to sleep.
It seemed like it had been a long time since she had slept so soundly.
【…】
[Thank you for your hard work these past few days...]
Feng Shuyuan was already fast asleep.
When I opened my eyes again, it was just getting light.
Feng Shuyuan stretched and finally realized that he was home.
What happened yesterday?
A group of little rascals flashed through Feng Shuyuan's mind.
And then there was a roar.
Wait, I seem to have forgotten someone.
"Boss Feng!! We're going back first!"
Feng Shuyuan's face stiffened as he looked at the message on his phone.
I was too busy yesterday and seemed to have forgotten about the three directors.
But they are good at entertaining themselves and can have fun by themselves, right?
Feng Shuyuan recalled his actions from yesterday in his mind.
Wait, a trio?
When did Min Xiangchen start hanging out with Li Ming and the others?
Hmm, this seems like a good idea?
Feng Shuyuan recalled his book, "The Story of An Hua".
It seems that when she's not around, Min Xiangchen is the one who helps her share Li Ming's attention?
Forget it.
Feng Shuyuan sighed.
Without even thinking, she knew how much anger was hidden beneath Li Ming's smiling face.
Dawn was very angry, and the consequences were severe.
What wicked thoughts does Director Li have? He just wants to keep me talking until late at night.
Feng Shuyuan's eyes went limp at the thought of the potential linguistic indoctrination he might receive.
Since things have come to this, let's just give up.
It's best to enjoy your leisure time before dawn arrives.
Feng Shuyuan quickly took countermeasures and ordered a meal.
"Could you please bring me a steamer of xiaolongbao to the dining area?"
Feng Shuyuan instructed the chef.
During the month she was away, she ate enough pancakes for breakfast.
I have to treat myself to something that's hard to make.
You have quite a big heart.
The system naturally knew what Feng Shuyuan was about to face.
It muttered with a hint of exasperation.
Do you know how many things you've left undone?
Feng Shuyuan imagined a little person standing on the sidelines with their arms crossed, watching the commotion.
"Would I have been away for so long if it weren't for your hidden mission?"
Feng Shuyuan said reproachfully.
[This is giving you a chance to rephrase your words.]
"Alright, things will work themselves out."
Feng Shuyuan immediately backed down.
"Work is never-ending, so you have to learn to slack off sometimes."
"Besides, answering questions for Leon Lai is part of the job. If they create a great hit, wouldn't Anwar get better publicity too?"
Wait, advertising?
Wait, hasn't Anwar released his own promotional video yet?