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Seeing that the other party was frightened again, Wen Jing quickly regained consciousness and comforted her, and smiled: "It's okay, I just lost my mind. I'm not angry. Come on, let's write this word a few more times."

In fact, there is nothing to worry about about Wen Jing.This is someone else's body in the first place, so if you take it over yourself, you are already taking advantage of him.People didn't complain about injustice, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?

As long as I live a good life in the future, aren't the memories left in the future all about me?

After figuring this out, Wen Jing stopped worrying about those things and began to teach Jixiang how to write seriously.

Couldn't sleep anyway.

Although it's dark now, it's only about eight or nine o'clock.If this meeting is in modern times, the quiet nightlife has just begun.Where can we sleep when the biological clock is down for a long time?

Although Jixiang is an ancient biological clock, she is very happy that Xianggong suddenly treats her so well today.It is even more exciting to learn to write.Where is the trouble at this moment?

The two of them taught one and wrote with high spirits.

After a while, Wen Jing had taught her all the family members' names.

She found the auspiciousness to learn very quickly.

"Next, we're going to learn Xiaojing's name, right?"

In order of size, he learned all the names of the other members of the Wen family.Ji Xiang was a little excited.Because the next thing is my husband's name.

Wen Jing smiled, held her hand, and wrote gently on the ground: Wen Jing.

On the one hand, he taught Jixiang to read: "Wen, Jing."

Ji Xiang looked at the two words on the ground, blinked, thought for a while, blinked again, and finally couldn't help asking: "Xiao Jing, did you make a mistake?"

Wen Jing felt a "thump" in her heart.

But he still insisted and asked: "What's wrong?"

"The writing must be wrong." Ji Xiang tilted his head, "Or you just made a mistake. You have different surnames from those of your sisters."

Wen Jing's head went "hum".

Well, forget about it.

Indeed, the siblings should have the same surname.

Wen Jing scratched her head, thought about it, and decided to tell the truth: "It's really different."

"Why?"

Lucky was surprised.

Aren't they siblings? How come they don't have the same surname?

Wen Jing smiled and blinked: "This is the name I gave myself, only the two of us know. Promise me, don't tell anyone, okay?"

"Why?"

Ji Xiang stared wide-eyed.

What's the situation? Why did you choose a new name for yourself? Why can't you tell others?

Wen Jing took her hand and shook it: "Promise me, don't tell others, okay?"

Ji Xiang bit his lip and wrote two words on the ground.

These two words are exactly - Wen Jing.

"Isn't that a good name?" She tilted her head to look at [Wen Jing] and then at [Wen Jing] for comparison.

Wen Jing was taken aback: "How do you know how to write these two words?"

What's the situation? I didn't teach her these two characters at all!

Ji Xiang was stunned, and answered honestly: "I saw it in your book. You have written your name. It's just that I didn't know it was your name before."

Although Wen Jing didn't like reading, he was very possessive and wrote his name on all the books in his family.

In the past, every time Jixiang looked at those books, she could see her name.

It's just that she didn't know the characters before, and didn't know what those were, so she saw these two characters written on every book.

Now that she followed Wen Jing to read the characters, and wrote down the names of the Wen family's sisters along the way, she also knew how to write the word "Wen", so the meaning of the word "Wen Jing" was easy to guess.

Wen Jing admires Jixiang's inference.

She found that this little daughter-in-law is not simple, she seems to be a talented person.

It's a pity that I'm not young anymore, and it's too late to start studying again now.

Thinking of this, she remembered to ask: "By the way, Jixiang, how old are you this year? Is it you or me?"

"Of course I'm the older one. Didn't you ask me to call you Xiaojing?" Jixiang explained earnestly, "I'm thirteen this year. My mother-in-law said that I'm a big girl now, so I can..."

Having said that, she blushed and didn't say any more.

"..." Well, I didn't expect that I hit the right shot.The opponent is really bigger than himself.Well, the title "Xiao Jing" is not injustice.

However, she did not expect that this auspicious person was 13 years old.

The system said that he was 12 years old, but looking at Ji Xiang, he was obviously younger than himself.Where does it look like a thirteen-year-old child? Even ordinary 12-year-old children are older than her.

It seems that it is really malnourished and has not developed well.

Wen Jing felt a pang of distress in her heart: "Jixiang, I will work harder in the future to let you live a good life."

What she meant was to code well.

According to her agreement with Xiaoqi, as long as she codes a lot to ensure the income, she can buy food, clothing and bring it to this world.

As a person who traveled here with a golden finger, of course he must give full play to his strengths and lead everyone to live a good life.

But Ji Xiang obviously misunderstood the meaning of this sentence.

She thought the other party was talking about a lifetime promise.

It can't be her fault either.

The ancients were reserved.

Talking about letting the other party live a good life is basically equivalent to a lifelong confession with the final word.

Although Jixiang has long been determined to be a quiet daughter-in-law, is it the same to be bought back as a child bride and confessed directly by the person involved?

It's just that I didn't expect that Xiao Jing would actually say such things to herself.

Wen Jing's attitude in the past made her never dare to expect such extravagant things, and only wanted to do her duty as a little wife.

It is a rare surprise to suddenly get favored by my husband-in-law now.

Auspicious happiness was beyond words, but his head was buried lower, very shy.

No matter how stupid Wen Jing is, she has already seen the other party's mind at this moment.

But she was not stupid, so she pretended not to see it.I didn't answer this question either.

Instead, continue the topic just now: "I like this name, but I don't like that one. From now on, I will call myself this name. Anyway, don't tell it, and you can't tell anyone, you know?"

As she spoke, she pointed to the two names in coordination.

Jixiang was a little puzzled: "Why didn't you tell them?"

To her, they are all family.

Wen Jing squinted and smiled: "Because I just want this matter to be a secret between the two of us."

She swore she didn't do it on purpose, but seeing this little daughter-in-law, she couldn't help but blurt out.

And it's not a lie, she really just wants to share this name with Jixiang.

Seeing Wen Jing trusting herself so much, Ji Xiang blushed even more.

But very happy: "Okay."

Chapter 11 The Wife's Strength

Text, quiet.

Those two simple words brought the hearts of the two of them closer.

This name belongs to the two of them only.

That night, both of them were in a good mood.But Wen Jing didn't wash her feet, so Jixiang went to bed quickly.

Firstly, she couldn't accept being served to wash her feet; secondly, there seemed to be no hot water bottle in this place, and Jixiang kept saying that she would boil water, and she wanted to boil the water for footwashing.There is no water heater and no electric kettle. Adding firewood to burn a little bit, it is troublesome to think about it.

So, I simply didn't bother to wash it.

And the next day, she was even more glad that she had made this decision.

Because Wen Jia couldn't even drink water.

Then she remembered that it was a drought now.

Not only the crops are dying, but even the water for people to drink is difficult.

When I was eating breakfast, I heard people at home talk about it, and then I realized that the little water in the house every day is the mountain spring water that a few girls go to the mountain to pick up every day.