其他事情还好说,到了请家谱入户籍的时候,却出了点小问题.

小红包是下一代家主,就要遵守温家的辈分延续,名字也要跟着辈分走.

"So, now you have to change your name? Aren't you the head of the family? Why didn't you follow your seniority?"

She didn't know what Wen Jing thought, but she just thought that the name of her son was really full of twists and turns.

“我怎么没按照辈分走?上次在沈家,你没有看族谱?”

"Hmm?" Why is this related to the Shen family again?

"Wan Wen Yuchang, An Ning is the one who knows. My generation is the An generation, and the genealogy is also Wen Anjing. Didn't you pay attention?"

At that time, he was holding the Shen family genealogy and asked him to be obedient or he would serve him as a family law. He was a little guy, and his nature was more forgetful than memory.

“安靖?好女性化的名字……那宝宝叫什么?宁昕?还是昕宁?”这样听起来好像也不是太别扭.

"Xinning, the name on the family tree will have no effect in your life except for getting married, having children, or dying, and being buried in peace."

These rules that have been followed have long been abandoned and have been tampered with unrecognizable appearances.

"Xiao Xinning, baby, call you Xinning in the future, it sounds quite elegant."

小红包听着挺有趣,等孩子长大一点就不太合适了,等他上学了,会被其他小朋友取笑的.

"Don't keep holding him, let him sleep in the cart. If he holds him too much, he will develop a habit."

Wen Jing loved him so much, but he couldn't stand Zhu Fengfeng holding the child. He always came over to stop him like he was pinching the spot.

"I haven't kept hugging you... You haven't said that, why are there so few people today? I remember that there were more people going to the old house during the Spring Festival last year than now."

She prepared so many gifts, but she didn't even give them out.

"It's okay, don't care, go back in the afternoon." Those people really took themselves seriously and didn't come to worship their ancestors, which was great.

Zhu Fengfeng was not familiar with other branches of the Wen family, so he accompanied the child with Wen Qianqian. After Wen Jing's affairs were handled, he went back together.

“家主,我们过来拜年了,明天其他在帝都的族人聚餐,家主来吗?”

As soon as Zhu Fengfeng returned home, Shen Qingyuan brought Ge Xiuxiu to the door.

"Dinner? How many people are there in the emperor? The restaurant has been arranged?" She may be the head of the Shen family who is most out of the way.

"There are 78 people in the imperial capital. I have booked the Friendship Hotel, which is the door sign..."

"Okay, we will go there on time tomorrow. How are you developing in the imperial capital? If you need any help, you can come and find me."

"Don't bother the owner. At present, the development is pretty good. Several uncles opened home decoration companies and took on official cultural relics repair projects. Now they have gained their reputation."

They just gathered their wings to hide from the world when they didn't have a head of the family. The Shen family's ability that has been passed down for thousands of years should not be underestimated. Take that courtyard for example. There are too few carpenters who can completely use mortise and tenon technology. It is even harder to find one that can be as perfect as them.

"It just so happens that I plan to build two wooden buildings in the garden, and then build a wooden corridor between the two buildings, so that your people can give you a drawing first."

"Mulou? There are no people living there, so why are you building a house?" Isn't it like that for helping?

"The existing house layout is problematic, they are all old houses, and they are no longer able to live in disrepair. I can only transplant some other varieties."
Chapter completed!