Teacher Xu looked at her incomprehensibly, what did the little master do with her pen and notebook?

Zhan Jiu stood on tiptoe, put two things in her hands, and looked at her eyes seriously: "I want to transform into 4 words." ”

When Teacher Xu saw her cute and loving appearance, his heart softened.

"Other little masters are all about food and water, why do you want to transform words?"

Zhan Jiu blinked a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes and licked his somewhat dry little mouth: "Because, I want to know my name, what it looks like." ”

Teacher Xu did not refuse her and took her to the office.

brought her a stool and beckoned her to sit down, poured her another glass of water, and then sat down next to her: "Little Master, what is your name?" ”

Zhan Jiu clasped his hands together and looked at her seriously: "Amitabha, the poor monk's name is Zhan Jiu." ”

Teacher Xu looked at her and couldn't help but hook her lips and smile.

The town is very close to Qiuyun Temple and Wutong Nunnery, and monks and nuns can often be seen walking on the streets.

But it was the first time I saw such a small monk, and he was so cute, so he nodded lightly: "Wait a minute." ”

Zhan Jiu propped his hands on the table, holding his cheeks, his eyes were full of stars: "Hmm." ”

Mr. Xu didn't know which word it was, after all, there were too many words with the same phone.

She took out her mobile phone, flipped through the Buddhist Dharma number, saw the word "Zhan", and immediately understood.

picked up her pen and wrote it out one stroke at a time - [Zhan Jiu]

Zhan Jiu was still full of anticipation, but when he saw these two words, his eyes were stunned and stupid.

Seeing this, Teacher Xu hurriedly patted her on the back: "Little Master, what's wrong with you?" ”

Zhan Jiu's small hand trembled and pointed to the word "Zhan", his eyes were red, and his voice was a little whimpering: "Teacher Xu, is this, is this the name of the poor monk?" ”

"Well, that's your name."

Zhan Jiu sniffed and stammered a little: "Then, what about Nianci?" ”

"Is this your brother's name?"

Zhan Jiu looked at her with red eyes: "It's my little nun's name." ”

Teacher Xu wrote down one stroke at a time: Nian Ci.

Zhan Jiu blinked his eyes, looked at it several times, and then finally couldn't help it, and cried with a wow, aggrieved, crying and asking, "Why is the name of the little nun more complicated?" ”

Teacher Xu was still confused before, but when she asked, she suddenly understood.

The child felt that the name was too many strokes and too complicated to bear, so he cried, and it scared the child.

Zhan Jiu was extremely sad, as sad as the broken pillow, and sobbed: "I also said, I learned, the first to write the name of the little nun, now, now...... Woohoo......"

"You're still young, and when you grow up for a few years, you won't find these words difficult to write."

Zhan Jiu sobbed as he picked up the pen and paper, and put them back in the canvas bag like a baby.

Then, he got up from the chair, folded his hands, bowed to Teacher Xu, and forced back his tears: "Thank you, Teacher Xu, you will have a good reward, the poor monk has taken his leave, Amitabha." ”

When Teacher Xu saw her back as she turned away, she suddenly wanted to laugh, but she was sympathetic, and her heart was mixed for a while.

When she has a child in the future, she will take the name in a simple font.

After Zhan Jiu came out of school, he had already controlled his tears, so he obediently sat at the place where Shanzhen agreed with her and waited for him.

I couldn't help it, and took out my notebook.

When I saw the two names on it, I couldn't hold back and cried again.