"You'll have to explain it clearly if you want me to calculate it for you," Uncle sighed with a bitter smile.
Wan Chaocun recounted everything he knew. After listening, Uncle also wore a peculiar expression, gazing at the infant girl nestled in Wan Chaocun's arms. He pondered for a long time before saying, "Big sister, why don't you write a character, and I'll give it a try."
"How about the character '婴' for infant," Wan Chaocun said, glancing at the infant in his arms.
"The character '婴' has two parts '贝' at the top and '女' at the bottom. On the surface, it doesn't seem very auspicious." Uncle squatted on the ground, tracing the character '婴' with his finger while muttering.
"Why is it inauspicious? Isn't this character quite nice? Two '贝' are like a pair of treasures, surely there will be two to live," Wan Chaocun argued.
