"Lao Li, stop for a moment." Zhiwen whispered to Li Zhi.

"Wait a minute." Li Zhi didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly shouted to stop, and then asked Zhiwen beside him in a low voice, "Xiaozhi, is there something?" ”

It was a few days later in the evening, and the fourteen families came back one after another to settle their day's rations.

A few days ago, Zhiwen was not at the scene of the food distribution, but when he was free today, he planned to help.

If you don't want these people to be in tatters, forget it, the poor people are fleeing again, Zhiwen doesn't expect them to dress beautifully, even Zhiwen can't do it himself.

But they are so dirty, sweat stains and mud dirt make people unbearable to look at directly, and the body odor is mixed with the smell of corpses, so that people can't open their eyes.

Is this to control the plague, or is it to spread the plague?

It's not far from the Yellow River, why don't you clean it?

The spectacular bathing scene when he first arrived at the Wuding River was still in Zhiwen's mind, and now it seems that these people are purely for catching fish.

People like Zhiwen who go to the river to clean every day are unique, and it is very rare for a few families to be able to wash every once in a while.

"Let them wash it first, and then come back when they are clean, and if they don't wash it, they won't get food." Zhiwen frowned, he had to let these people develop good hygiene habits first.

Li Zhi nodded in agreement, and then announced the decision loudly.

"Mr. Li, we work, you distribute food, it doesn't matter if it's dirty or not, right?" Naturally, some people were not convinced, but they were afraid of the force of the big shou and others who were watching from the side, so they only asked cautiously.

"If you don't wash it, if you don't wash it, you won't have rations today, and you won't do it tomorrow, and some people are rushing to do it." Li Zhi replied coldly.

"That is, if you want to wash it or not, we are willing." Someone in the crowd watching the excitement hurriedly made a statement.

Because Li Zhi was arranged by Zhiwen to count the workload of these people in a day, and then distribute food together with them according to the workload, for these people, they can be regarded as holding the power of life and death.

Zhiwen deliberately pushed him and Dr. Sun to the forefront, after all, everyone else, including himself, is young, and Xiaoyingniang is a woman, although there is force as a guarantee, but after all, "there is no hair on the mouth, and things are not firm", these things are better for the two of them to come forward.

In addition, Li Zhi is literate and can write and calculate, in the eyes of refugees, he is a scholar, and within a day, he has a lot of prestige, and is respectfully called "Mr. Li".

"Also, if these people have children, let the children pick them up." Zhiwen This is to make the refugees value their children, so as not to be taken advantage of by gangsters and stolen by loopholes.

Li Zhi naturally became a microphone again.

These people were choked by Li Zhi just now, and they didn't dare to reply, so they were busy looking for a place to clean them.

When these refugees came back from cleaning, Li Zhi took them to distribute the food one by one, and it was already dark.

Xiao Yingniang and Xiao Lin had already prepared a meal and waited for them, and everyone didn't mention it.

After eating, as soon as he cleaned up, Dr. Sun coughed heavily, put his hands upright on his knees, and sat on the mound of dirt with his body straight, sitting upright.

Zhiwen saw that the big pillar on the side was still in a daze, and kicked him to the ground, this kid is honest, so it won't get in the way, as for the illness, it will be fine a few days earlier.

After talking with Dr. Sun that day, Zhiwen found time to ask Dazhu, and Dazhu naturally had no opinion, and there was no need to change his surname.

His parents are dead, his brother is missing, he still longs for a family affection, and Zhiwen and Xiaoyingniang can't give him fatherly love.

Dr. Sun was overjoyed when he learned that he specially chose a date, which was today, to hold a simple ceremony.

That cough was a reminder that Dazhu was about to act, but he didn't expect this kid to be still in a daze, so Zhiwen naturally kicked him to the ground unceremoniously.

Dazhu also woke up from this kick, and hurriedly said loudly: "The righteous father is above, please accept the child Dazhu's worship." ”

After saying "Bangbang Bang ......", he knocked his head nine times in one breath, and he was not afraid of pain.

This rule of recognizing his father is the eight thousand that Zhiwen specially took Dazhu to ask for advice, after all, among these children, he is the one who reads the most.

Although Baqian was a little puzzled by his father's desire to accept Dazhu as a righteous son, he did not object, and taught Dazhu the simplest set of etiquette.

"Hehehe," Dr. Sun touched his beard and smiled, "Good boy, get up quickly." ”

At this point, even if the ceremony is over, it's as simple as that.

"Dazhu, originally, my father should have given you a gift today." Doctor Sun said with a deep groan.

"I still have something to take?" Dazhu was pleased.

"It's just that in the current situation, there is really nothing to do." Doctor Sun ignored Dazhu and continued, "So, for my father, I decided to give you a special gift." ”

"How old are you, Dazhu?"

Dazhu folded his fingers and counted for a long time, and replied uncertainly: "Fourteen, it should be fourteen." ”

Doctor Sun smiled, he knew the bottom of the big pillar, so he wouldn't care, "Then according to fourteen, it's not small, and it's about to catch up with me." ”

"It's no longer a child, I don't have an official name yet, it's not suitable for a big pillar all day long, and today I will give you a resounding name for my father."

When Dazhu heard this, he was inexplicably surprised, and kowtowed a few more times, "Father Xie, father Xie." ”

Listening to the meaning of Dr. Sun's words just now, he still felt that the gift was useless, but he didn't expect Dr. Sun to help him choose a name, in his heart, this is a gift more expensive than money and food.

"What about you, you're not a scholar, so we won't play those imaginary ones, I'll give you a correct name for my father, and you won't need a font size or something, do you think it's good?"

"The child is in charge of the father." There is a loud name, Dazhu is very satisfied, what the font size is, he doesn't understand, and he doesn't take it to heart.

"Listen, but... Wang..."Dr. Sun said word by word.

What's that? Craving?

Dr. Sun, what is this craving? Or is it hope that the big pillar desires something?

Tsk, Dr. Sun's level of naming his son is really no one.

Although Zhiwen had already known the true meaning of "Da Chun" and "Eight Thousand" from Baqian at this time, he still couldn't help but complain about Dr. Sun.

"Yes, yes, thriving." When Dr. Sun saw Zhiwen's smile on his face, he knew that he had heard something wrong again, and glared at him fiercely.

Then he explained, "The Father wants you, and your future children, to prosper. ”

It turned out to be Kewang, which is pretty much the same, it sounds like that.

Add Dazhu's surname and recite it together?

By the way, what is Dazhu's surname?

Zhiwen has completely forgotten.

"Nan, what's Dazhu's surname?" Zhiwen stabbed Nannan and asked softly.

Nan Nan rolled her eyes at him, puzzled how his brother could be so forgetful, and said angrily: "The surname is Hu." ”

Hu Kewang!

This surname is not very pleasant with this name.

What if you use Dr. Sun's last name? It stands to reason that Dazhu should change his surname after recognizing Dr. Sun as his father-in-law, but Dr. Sun has already said that he will not use it.

Sun Kewang!

Yes, the name is much easier to pronounce.

I didn't know that Sun Kewang was also a celebrity in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, and he could be regarded as a small coffee.