Song Jiao really couldn't see what's good about it, "Mom, a name stays with Duobao for a lifetime. You're being too casual, aren't you?"
Second Lang's wife retorted, "In the countryside, we name kids after what we lack. Doesn't our family lack a Champion Scholar? Just right, I named him Jidi, Champion Scholar's Jidi, how magnificent! Your dad even said it sounds nice, it's just you, you stubborn girl, always going against me, are you doing it on purpose?"
Song Jiao: "Dad doesn't dare to express his opinion. Besides, how can you be like this, expecting a Champion Scholar when the child is just a tiny sprout? If he doesn't become a scholar, won't people make fun of him for the name?"
"Who dares to mock Mr. Song's nephew?" Second Lang's wife threw the cloth into the wooden basin and snorted, "I'm doing this to bring glory to the Old Song Family. Am I wrong?"
