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Chapter 349 [Extra] Fireworks in the World (19)

Wen Miao poked her probe out, pointed to the juniors standing in the front row, and introduced: "The one in the front, you just met at the gate of the community, is called Wen Qingxia, the one behind her is her younger sister, Wen Qingyi, and the boy behind her , called Wen Qingguang—”

The relatives who came here were all family members, and every family had children, some were older than Wen Miao, and some were younger than Wen Miao. There were almost twenty of them. Shen Jiayu listened to Wen Miao's introduction one by one, pay attention It's a little different: "Qing?"

Why is there a word "Qing" in the name?
Wen Miao explained: "My family is named according to the genealogy. My father's generation is 'Ting', and our generation is 'Qing', so there is a word 'Qing' in the name, but I and I My brother is named after my grandfather."

"My grandfather is very particular about metaphysics. Although he can't be said to be able to tell fortunes, he also knows a little bit about it. He said that I lack water in the five elements, so he gave me the word 'miao', but I can't add 'clear'. There is too much water. , Too much is too late, and it is easy to drown."

"My brother's name can't be changed either. The word 'yan' belongs to fire, and adding 'qing' will make water and fire incompatible."

It was the first time for Shen Jiayu to hear such a statement.

He is an only child, has no siblings, and has few relatives in his family.

Not to mention these.

Wen Miao grabbed Shen Jiayu's wrist and dragged him forward: "Look, the annual routine is coming soon."

Shen Jiayu: "?"

As Wen Miao's voice was about to fall, the adults began to greet each other: "Oh, this is Congcong, right? I haven't seen you in a year, and I've grown taller again. It must be two meters? It looks taller than my family's." The clothes rail is a bit taller."

Wen Qingcong, who is already 27 years old and has passed the puberty age: "..."

Third aunt, if you really don't know what to say, you can choose not to say it.

"Oh, this is Qiqi? Look at my eyes, I didn't even recognize her. She looks so strong. She can kill a big buffalo with one fist, right?"

As a girl, Wen Qingqi was praised by her relatives for her strength: "..."

Although she was praised, she didn't feel happy.

"Yo, Xiaoguang, your child looks...uh, so healthy hahaha! I see that you are the most able to live among the dozens of children. When the time comes, send us away. Maybe your brother The younger sisters also have to rely on you to take care of the funeral."

Wen Qingguang, who can't pick out any good points except for his health: "..."

Aunt Six, thank you for your compliment. I will try to live longer and send your family away properly.

The adults racked their brains in the front hall to exchange greetings, and the juniors all slipped to the living room behind after showing up and shouting, and got together in groups according to their respective ages.

Several five or six-year-old children ran around the room, yelling while running, Wen Miao covered her ears in pain, and buried her head in the sofa pillow: "It's so noisy, I hate children , like a whistle has become fine."

Wen Yan was also in pain: "Where are my earplugs?!"

Unlike the siblings who were about to die in place due to the screams, Shen Jiayu put one hand on the armrest of the sofa and watched with great interest the "whistle spirits" who ran past and back again and again, not feeling at all The appearance of being quarreled.

The brothers and sisters were immediately in awe of him.

(End of this chapter)