Zongling Biography

Chapter 402
She shook her head, bit her lip and whispered back, "I don't have a name."

Xiao Shitou looked at Ji Sijiu, a little coaxing her, "Xiao Jiujiu didn't give him a name yet?"

Ji Sijiu looked at the two of them, one big and one small, and smiled with the corners of her lips curled up. She squatted in front of them again, and said, "Call it funny! How about it?"

After hearing this, Xiao Shitou's facial features wrinkled into a ball, with an unhappy expression on his face.

The little guy liked his name very much, and was about to cheer happily when he saw that Shi Shi had a wrong expression, so he immediately stopped.

She blinked at Ji Sijiu, not knowing why Xiao Shitou was sad.

Ji Sijiu reached out and touched the top of Xiao Shitou's head, "What's wrong? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"Why did no one give me such a nice name when I first started? Little Shitou seems to have picked it up casually."

Ji Sijiu suddenly understood that Xiao Shitou looked happy, but she was actually quite fragile in her heart.

She embraced the little stone, "How nice the little stone is! It is strong and has no weakness. It can not only carve perfect works of art, but also build high walls, which is great."

Xiao Shitou looked at her suspiciously, "Really?"

Ji Sijiu nodded vigorously, "Of course, how could I lie to you!"

Xiao Shitou put his arms around her neck, "Xiao Jiujiu, you are so kind."

Ji Sijiu sighed in her heart, she seemed to have raised a bunch of children by her side, and each of them had to be pampered and pampered.

In order to coax Xiao Shitou, Qiao Qu took the initiative to say, "Why don't I call you Little Mud?"

Little Shitou laughed out loud, "What little mud, it's so ugly, Xiao Jiujiuqi's name sounds the best, it's funny, you're called funny!"

"My name is Miaoqu!"

"You're called Miaoqu!"

The two of them held hands and danced around the coffin, without any sense of disobedience.

Ji Sijiu sighed inwardly. Although the children who died before the age of one year were pure-hearted and did not do bad things, some of them would not be reconciled to their early death, thus accumulating grievances and acting like monsters. However, no tragedy happened to Miaoqu and these children. Already reincarnated, and she stayed because of filial piety.

This can be regarded as a blessing!

When Afu came back, she was dazed looking at the direction Ji Sijiu was looking at the coffin, and called out, "Miss."

Ji Sijiu turned her head away to look at her, "Are you back?"

Afu nodded, and wrapped the padded jacket around her body with her own hands, "Aunt Chunman also came down, and insisted on bringing you soup to dispel the cold."

Ji Sijiu got up immediately after hearing this, complaining a little: "The night is so dark and the road is so difficult to walk, why don't you help me?"

Afu pursed her lips and explained: "Aunt Chunman insists that I run a few steps to deliver clothes to you, so I'll meet her right away."

Ji Sijiu went out of the tent to wait at the same time, watching the moon hanging in the sky, and the air in the mountains that had just rained was still fresh.

After waiting for a while, I saw Afu supporting Aunt Chunman walking slowly, and Aunt Chunman walked over with a smile on her face.

"Aunt Chunman, what kind of soup did you send in the middle of the night! It would be good if Afu brought it down, why did you make a trip by yourself?"

The lines between Ji Sijiu's brows were deeply wrinkled. The last thing she wanted was for Aunt Chunman to torment her. She only hoped that she could spend her old age in peace and happiness.

Chunman pulled her to find a chair and sat down, and took out the soup cup that was carefully guarded from his arms, "I'm old, Jue Shao, I heard that you are below, so I will come down to see you, you see You have an ugly little face, why? You don't want to see Aunt Chunman?"

(End of this chapter)