Qin Jiao found her busy parents. "Mom, Dad, have you thought of a name for the noodle shop yet? We’ll need to get all the paperwork done soon, and we have to put up a sign."
Branding is also very important. A catchy name will give the noodle shop an edge and make it easier for word to spread.
As she said this, Qin Jiao thought of the barbershop Lin Nian had opened, named Lian Feng.
’Her intentions were so transparent. It seems she still hasn’t given up on Shen Feng.’
At that moment, Su Yun said, "We’ve thought of a few names. Xiao Jiao, take a look and see which one you like."
Then she listed a few names, such as Old Qin Noodle House, Qin Family Noodle House, Hongfu Noodle House, and so on.
Qin Jiao thought for a moment and said, "Those names might not appeal to students. What about calling it ’Youjia Noodle House’?"
’She remembered that in the future, there would be shops called Youjia Bookstore, Youjia Restaurant, and Youjia Guesthouse.’
’At first glance, these names seemed simple and easy to remember, but upon closer reflection, they held a unique charm.’
’It would even make students studying far from home think of the taste of home. When they got homesick, they’d come to eat.’
’A perfect play on words.’
Su Yun and Qin Zhonghui didn’t immediately understand the name. After all, they were still fixated on names like Qin Family Noodle House and Hongfu Noodle House. But over the past two years, the couple had developed a habit: whatever their eldest daughter said was definitely right!
So Qin Zhonghui immediately made the final decision. "Alright, Youjia Noodle House it is!"
Because of the renovations, they told the pregnant Qin Na not to come help for the time being. She was keeping an eye on things at the Jiuyi Clothing Factory office, doing some less tiring work.
Qin Na’s pregnancy also gave Sun Jianhua more motivation in his sales work. He was about to have his second child, and he wanted to raise both children well and provide a good life for Qin Na.
So Sun Jianhua was now full of drive.
Now even Xiao Shi at school was studying very hard. Seeing her whole family working so hard and living with such purpose, Qin Jiao felt overjoyed.
’This must be the meaning of my rebirth.’
She helped out at the shop until just after three in the afternoon, then Qin Jiao had to head back to school. She had a class from three-thirty that ended a little after five.
However, when she got to the classroom, she noticed many of the students giving her strange looks. They were clearly whispering about something, but as soon as they met Qin Jiao’s gaze, they guiltily looked away.
Han Juan handed Qin Jiao two letters. "These are for you. They were delivered to our dorm room."
Qin Jiao glanced at the addresses. One was from Ping’an Town and the other was from a textile university in the South. She knew they must be from her cousin, Qin Xiaolan, and her old high school classmate, Jiang Xiaoyue.
Jiang Xiaoyue had always had a talent for fashion design. In her past life, she hadn’t managed to get into college, but in this life, with Qin Jiao’s encouragement, she had been accepted into a university to formally study it.
Qin Jiao had previously told her about the Jiuyi Clothing Factory, and this was Jiang Xiaoyue’s reply.
As for her cousin Qin Xiaolan’s letter, it was filled with teenage angst, academic troubles, and the occasional bit of gossip from back home.
Since Qin Jiao was a commuting student, the letters were delivered to Han Juan, who lived on campus.
Han Juan glanced around, then lowered her voice. "Qin Jiao, I just heard some nasty gossip today, and it’s about you. That’s why so many people are talking behind your back."
Qin Jiao hummed, glancing at the furtive looks around the room. She already had a good idea of what this was about.
’I just saw Lin Nian at noon, and by this afternoon, there’s already nasty gossip spreading about me.’
’It seems I let Lin Nian off the hook, but she can’t seem to let it go herself.’
Qin Jiao calmly asked, "What’s the gossip?"