When Song Xiaojun heard this, he seemed to hear a voiceover and said happily: "I raise me, I raise me."

"You are going to study in the county town in the second half of the year, and can you still take it to the county town to raise it?"

"..." He was stunned, "What should I do? Aunt, it is very pitiful. I found it in the back mountain. It was bullied by two big white geese and almost bitten to death."

"Wuwuwu." The little puppy seemed to be echoing Song Xiaojun's words, showing how pitiful he was.

Song Xingchen raised his hand and knocked on the little puppy's forehead for a few times, pondering for a while, "Then keep it, but you have to work and you can't eat it for nothing."

"Thank you aunt, it will keep a look."

"..." Song Xingchen did not reply.

Just keep your home in sight, even if there is nothing to see in this home.

"Cook your own water and take a shower, and then wash the black veal."

"Let's go now." Song Xiaojun turned his head and walked towards the kitchen, "Aunt, who is Wu Qi?"

"The name given to this little boy." Song Xingchen narrowed his eyes, covered his palms between his eyebrows, and looked at the sky above his head, as blue as if it was washed.

"Why is it called Wuqiu?" He was puzzled. This name doesn't sound like a name, but it's better to call it Goudan, Huzi, and Xiaopiqiu.

Song Xingchen sighed, "In "Romance of the Western Han Dynasty", Xiang Yu, the king of Chu, all had a horse. The horse was as black as satin, and only four horses' hooves were like white snow, called "Wuqiu". The little boy you picked up had four hooves, and they were also called "Wuqiu".

"It's better to call you step on the clouds." Song Xiaojun muttered, "It's appropriate to step on the clouds."

"Then let it choose itself." Song Xingchen replied lazily.

Song Xiaojun raised the puppy to his face and was parallel to his sight, "Puppy, do you want to call him Tayun?"

The little paparazzi blinked his big wet eyes and looked around without a reply.

Song Xiaojun was a little discouraged, "Where is the black man?"

"Woof, woof, woof." The cute voice suddenly sounded, and it knew who had the final say in this family.

"..." Song Xiaojun was speechless for a long time. After a while, he hugged the little boy in his arms and walked towards the kitchen. "Auntie, I'll take Wu Zhi to take a shower."

The braised pork made at home for lunch was just enough for two people.

Seeing the bright and fragrant braised pork, Song Xiaojun almost became crazy about greed.

"Auntie, eat meat." He pinched the chopsticks, suppressed his saliva and the desire to stretch out the chopsticks, and urged his aunt who was washing her hands in the main hall.

The little guy knows the rules very well. If there are not everyone at the dinner table, he will never put down chopsticks even if he is hungry. This is what the Song Daguo couple has taught since the child was sensible, and Song Xiaojun has always abide by it very well.

Yu Xuemei once told Song Xiaojun that no one was qualified to use chopsticks first if the cooker did not serve the table.

After drying his hands, Song Xingchen sat by the kang, looked at the little guy with big eyes and round eyes, and smiled and said, "Eat."

"Eat meat." Song Xiaojun grabbed the chopsticks and reached for the braised pork.

The braised pork is salty and sweet, and it is made of old rock sugar. It is stewed for a lot of time. The meat is tender and juicy, and it is neither too tiring nor greasy. When it is put in the mouth, it almost melts in the mouth. It is so delicious that it makes people want to swallow it even on the tongue.

Song Xingchen herself is a person who doesn't eat. She almost doesn't eat or drink when she is in the Chaos Realm.

However, Song Xiaohua's body is very weak and may not have eaten any oil and water in her body, so she does not have much resistance to meat.

But she has top self-control and never lets herself be overwhelmed when eating.

After seventy-four, she went to the kitchen to prepare lunch for Wuqian. The little boy is too young now and has limited food. There are still some soups. Because Wuqian is a native dog, her stomach function is stronger than that of those foreign pet dogs. In two months, she can eat anything.

He raised his foot and rubbed his body against the black man who was wagging his tail in the house, "Take you to dinner and follow me."

When Wu Qi heard this, he immediately followed Song Xingchen happily and followed her to the kitchen.

The noodle soup made for breakfast was served with a spoonful of soup from it, and then crushed the corn cakes and stirred them evenly, then placed in front of the black pineapple.

"Woooo..." The black man's little head pierced in, started eating, and his tail shook into a propeller.

Seeing that it was eating happily, Song Xingchen returned to the kang and saw Song Xiaojun holding steamed buns and stuffing the soup in the braised pork into her mouth. She ate less than one-third of the braised pork, and the rest went into the child's stomach.

"I'm 80% full when I eat, but I forgot?"

Song Xiaojun raised his head and smiled, "Aunt, braised pork is so delicious."

"I'll do it often in the future, don't hiccup every time."

"Yeah, yeah." Song Xiaojun nodded repeatedly when he heard this, but his hands did not stop.

In this era, not to mention children, adults don’t have much oil and water. After all, land contracting has only been two years since the beginning. I used to be too poor, so the people really didn’t dare to let go of their stomachs and eat completely, for fear of being hungry when encountering uncontrollable external factors again.

Song Xingchen didn't care about this. No matter what, he had to maintain a healthy body, otherwise everything would be useless.

Early the next morning, Song Xingchen took Song Xiaojun and took the bus at the entrance of the village to the county public security bureau.

Both of them are underage now and have no ID card. They only have one household registration book at home. The head of the household is Song Xiaohua, and the other page is Song Xiaojun's, so it is still easy to change the name.

In fact, even after thirty years, it is not difficult to change the name. What is difficult is a series of changes after changing the name, which is enough to make you run away.

Therefore, if it is not necessary, ordinary people will not change their names, and no one will have the time to do so.

Now this body does not have an ID card or a mobile banking card. The money that Zhang Xiaodong asked him to help him save some time ago was withdrawn in advance. After changing his ID card, he would save it with a new name.

There were not many people in the household registration department, and the two of them had just waited for half an hour, and the new household registration was in their hands.

"Aunt, what is my new name?" Song Xiaojun asked with his feet cushioned.

"Your new name is Song Linyuan, Linyuan, Linyuan, who is envious of the fish."

"..." The little doll blinked and couldn't understand.

Song Xingchen rubbed his head, "I will teach you how to read when I get home."

He is not yet five years old, and he must be six years old at the earliest in elementary school. In the second half of this year, he will be sent to the city to study in kindergarten. The school is next to the primary school and can act with Cai Xiaoya every day. If possible, he can go to elementary school at the age of five. As long as he can listen to the class with peace of mind, breakfast is also OK.

Then the two bought some things and went to the Zhang family.
Chapter completed!