Translator: dapotaturs
Release Date: 10/23/2023
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On the third day of his arrival at the Chen household, nearly half of the cast iron factory knew that Chen Guoliang, who had four daughters, now had a son.
Don't think that men aren't nosy. When they start joking, they don't hold back. Having had four daughters in a row, Chen Guoliang's close colleagues didn't hesitate to tease him. There were even discussions about whether the position was incorrect, which was why his wife hadn't given birth to a son.
Now that he had a son, even though he wasn't biologically related, nobody was foolish enough to bring that up. All the talk was congratulations.
It wasn't until someone asked what the child's name was that Chen Guoliang realized he hadn't given his son a name yet.
That evening, when he returned home from work, Chen Guoliang mentioned the matter to his wife. At this time, it wasn't common to use the child's official name. Chen Fen had been called "Big Sister" for many years. If you stood at the door and shouted, several young girls would respond. It wasn't until they went to school that they learned her real name was Chen Fen. After that, she refused to let her family call her "Big Sister" anymore. She was annoyed by whoever called her that.
The situation was different for Xiang Chen. He didn't have a nickname that he should have had at birth, or even if the Chen family had one, they weren't planning on using it. It would be best if he forgot about his previous family completely, so why would he continue to use his old name?
So Chen Guoliang didn't bother to ask about Xiang Chen's situation. He just discussed with Cai Zhen what would be a good name for the child.
Chen Guoliang graduated from junior high school, which was considered a relatively high education level at that time. Cai Zhen was different. She didn't do well in school from a young age. She couldn't grasp the lessons taught by the teachers, but she quickly learned other household tasks. In the end, she only attended elementary school and didn't continue her studies.
This was also why Cai Zhen's father went to great lengths to get her into the mechanical factory when she couldn't get in herself. She relied entirely on connections.
So Cai Zhen was aware of her limited education level, and the decision to name Xiang Chen was primarily left to Chen Guoliang.
Xiang Chen didn't mind changing his surname, but he was very particular about changing his first name. His surname followed his father's, and since his father had multiple sons, besides him, he didn't really mind. However, his first name was given by his mother, and Xiang Chen didn't want to change it.
But Xiang Chen also knew that he didn't have much say in the matter now. He just needed to remember what he was called, and when he had the ability, he could change it back. So he obediently squatted next to Chen Guoliang, watching him write down all the names he thought were good on a piece of paper, and then slowly selecting from them.
On that piece of paper, Xiang Chen saw names like "Jianguo," "Aiguo," "Weiguo," and a series like that, or changing "guo" to "dang"...
Xiang Chen: "..."
These kinds of names really wouldn't work without a change in the future!
Chen Guoliang filled the entire sheet of paper. It wasn't all like that towards the end. There were some he thought were more common, like "Qiang," "Shan," "Shu," and so on...
He showed these to Cai Zhen and asked her to help pick some. Cai Zhen looked at the paper full of words, and a hint of dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes. She still remembered that their eldest daughter's name was chosen randomly by Chen Guoliang, and the names of the younger ones were based on Chen Fen's name. The name for the youngest one hadn't been chosen yet.
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