Back to youth, the child's mother became a female president

Her crappy name really should be changed. Why should she give such a name to a little brother? How about a daughter? He would rather have a soft and chubby daughter!

Then Hua Tingjue dragged Jiang Ruonan out and said, "Come on, I'll take you somewhere."

"Where are you going?" Jiang Ruonan was pulled by him, looking confused and bewildered.

Hua Tingjue was still keeping it a secret, "You'll know when you get there."

Then the two of them came to a barber shop. There was no personal stylist there, so Hua Tingjue could only let Jiang Ruonan make do.

He pushed Jiang Ruonan down on the chair and said to her in the mirror with a smile: "Don't you want to change your name? Change your hairstyle and welcome a new life!"

New hairstyle?

Jiang Ruonan was dizzy, and Hua Tingjue went straight to discuss her hairstyle with the hairdresser.

"Give her a fashionable and not exaggerated hairstyle!"

When it comes to fashion trends and dressing, Hua Tingjue ranks last among the four brothers. He only knows how to wear those fancy shirts all day long, and his appearance is entirely supported by his face.

But after all, he was reborn, and with his advanced aesthetic sense, he can easily grasp a little girl's hairstyle.

"No more bangs. Bangs don't suit her."

Jiang Ruonan has smooth facial contours and a smooth forehead, so she doesn't need bangs to cover it up, which would be superfluous.

After the haircut, Hua Tingjue held his chin and nodded with satisfaction, "Well, it looks much better this way."

Then he continued to instruct, "Cut here, cut there."

"Trimming the hair on the forehead."

"Oh yeah, that's it!"

After a lot of chattering, the barber was busy and sweating. Finally, Jiang Ruonan went to wash her hair. Hua Tingjue sat comfortably in the swivel chair with his legs crossed, waiting.

When Jiang Ruonan stood in front of him after blow-drying her hair, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes. Her cold face and eyebrows like distant mountains added a touch of hazy elegance, and her eyes were clear and firm.

The long black hair was straight and just reached the waist. Hua Tingjue praised it highly, "It looks good!" After a moment he frowned again. Jiang Ruonan didn't understand what he meant.

Tsk, it looks good, but Hua Tingjue still feels like something is wrong.

clothing!

Her outfit is so retro that it can be considered non-mainstream whether compared with the aesthetic standards of thirty years later or today in Beijing.

Whose cool beauty is wearing a black and red plaid cotton coat and blue plastic boots?

It really leaves one in the dark.

"Let's go buy some clothes." Hua Tingjue took out three hundred-dollar bills from her bag, handed them to the barber, then took Jiang Ruonan's hand and left.

The barber looked at the three hundred yuan in his hand in a daze. Where did this rich young man come from? He got his month's salary!

God of Wealth!!!

There weren't any big shopping malls in Yixi Town, so Hua Tingjue had to try her best to match the clothes, starting with shoes. He picked out some black boots for her.

She chose a white turtleneck knitwear for the inner layer and a pair of jeans for the lower body. As for the outer layer... he simply took off his camel windbreaker and gave it to her.

"Go change your clothes."

Jiang Ruonan entered the dressing room with a pile of clothes, while Hua Tingjue was still walking around, choosing clothes for her.

After changing her clothes, Hua Tingjue and the salesperson in the clothing store nodded repeatedly. It is true that clothes make the man, and after changing her clothes, she looks like a real Hong Kong-style beauty.

Hua Tingjue clapped his hands and said, "Very good, this is the one!"

Jiang Ruonan is tall and his clothes suit her well. The loose coat hangs on her body, making her look lazy and loose, as if she is walking on a fashion show.

She's just a little thinner, but that's okay. He'll give her some good nourishment when he returns to Beijing.

……

The next step is to go to the police station to change your name and ID card.

Tao Yang and Chen Xiong were notified and were waiting there in advance. When they saw Hua Tingjue, they stood up and greeted him, "Third Young Master."

"Mayor Tao, Director Chen." Hua Tingjue responded politely and said politely, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble today. Thank you for your hard work."

Mayor Tao smiled and said, "What the Third Young Master said is nothing. This is all our responsibility."

"Where to change the name?"

"This is the window."

Jiang Ruonan and Hua Tingjue looked at each other. She walked to the window, stepped down, and handed in the necessary documents. The person who handled the matter was a warm-hearted lady. She said in standard Mandarin, "What do you want to change your name to, little girl?"

Jiang Ruonan hesitated for a few seconds, and decisively said the three words that he had been thinking about for a long time:

"Jiang Wangshu."

"Wangshu?" Hua Tingjue murmured with his head down, feeling that it sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

The aunt also thought it sounded familiar. After thinking for a while, she said in surprise, "Oh, it's the moon." While busy stamping, she couldn't help but nod in agreement, "It's indeed a good name. It's very similar to you."

"The moon?" Hua Tingjue asked in confusion after hearing his aunt's explanation.

Jiang Wangshu lowered his head, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

She likes the moon. Sometimes it waxes and wanes. Sometimes it is as sharp as a scimitar, a weapon that can be used for both attack and defense. Sometimes it is round and bright. She hopes that her life will eventually have that moment of perfection.

Because of Hua Tingjue's presence, the process went quickly and smoothly. Jiang Wangshu got a new ID card and even his household registration was moved out.

She grasped her new identity as if she was holding her own destiny tightly, her hands trembled constantly and her eyes seemed to be filled with tears.

……

The moment he stepped out of the police station, Jiang Wangshu looked up. It was snowing again. It is said that auspicious snow means a good harvest. Today's flying snow washed away the mottled traces of the past, and Yixi Town was completely renewed.

And what about her?

She is no longer Jiang Ruonan. From today on, her name is Jiang Wangshu.

Her fate was now in her own hands. She then stretched out her hand, and a snowflake slowly fell into her palm, which she clenched into her fist.

At this moment, someone called her from behind: "Jiang Wangshu."

She turned around and saw Hua Tingjue with a bright smile. The corner of his lips was tilted, and he extended his hand in a childish way. His eyes were more gentle and serious than ever before. He said, "It's nice to meet you again, Jiang Wangshu."

This was not the first time that Jiang Wangshu and Hua Tingjue looked into each other's eyes. This was just different from the previous times. When they looked into each other's eyes, there was only each other in their eyes. The flying snow outside the door fell on their shoulders. She didn't know if it was because of the cold or what, but she felt a lump in her throat for some reason.

She has never been a pretentious person because she has no right to be, but at this moment she has the urge to cry.

No matter what purpose Hua Tingjue had in approaching her, it was undeniable that this was the first time she was treated like this, like a real person, with a dignified name, new clothes, and an ID photo taken.

At this moment, she cast off the shackles of the past and got to know him again.

She, who had always been sober and rational, clenched her hands hanging in her sleeves, hesitated, and never dared to stretch out her hand. It was Hua Tingjue who grabbed her hand.

The two shook hands like friends.

She was caught off guard and her pupils widened in shock. Hua Tingjue's face came into her eyes, and in her ears was the endless sound of the wind and his bright and gentle voice.

"We'll be friends from now on. Hello, Jiang Wangshu."

Jiang Wangshu hesitated, pursed his lips and smiled, then said solemnly: "Thank you, Hua Tingjue."

"Why are you saying thank you? Aren't we friends?" Hua Tingjue felt really guilty when she said this. She touched her nose. After all, he didn't seem to treat her as a friend, but as the mother of his child!