Bestowing a Name

Tong Ping's emotions surged, and he couldn't help but say, "The child has just been born and doesn't even have a name. I just want to ask Old Master to give the child a name. I wonder if it's possible?"

Gu Dajiang was very happy. "You want me to name him? Of course. Back then, I was the one who named Yundong and the others."

"Thank you, Master."

Gu Dajiang lowered her eyes and fell into deep thought. He tapped his fingers on the table. "The elder sister's name is Shuitao, and the younger brother's name can be Yuzhu. One is water, and the other is wood. They grow together. Bamboo also represents tenacious life force, and it also means blessings for peace and prosperity. I hope this child is safe and happy. Brother and sister are united, and the benefits will cut through gold."