The Hershey's incident is unpleasant to say the least, just like when we see some cruelty to cats and dogs on the road. No one can bear the bloody scene. On the premise that one's own safety can be guaranteed, one should call the police.

It should still be possible.

"What do you call this lady?" Yuan Wense said with a smile.

Heshelius shrank his feet, and his voice was thin and soft, with an indescribable softness: "My cousin, Heshelius."

She said her own name.

"This name is really special, and Madam's voice is really nice." Yuan Wense thought that many of the women's names here were translated into Chinese, and many of them were very fresh and interesting.

If this was changed to Chinese, it would be her cousin, but it turned out to be a person's name.

And there is another characteristic of the Manchu people.

That is, almost all men's names have their surname at the front and their given name at the end, just like the Han people.

However, some women put their first name first and last name last when speaking.

For example, in my impression, she is called Galdi, Abahai Borzigit, but like Sister-in-law Ninth, her last name is in the front and her given name is in the back.

Perhaps this is a period of cultural coexistence and development, as well as integration and familiarity, which is a characteristic of the times.

Another interesting thing is that when Manchu aunts and grandmothers gather together, if they ask you your name, you don't need to give your husband's surname, and you can directly say your natal name, which shows kindness.

Of course, this name is not passed on to the outside world, nor is it recorded in records. Therefore, if a woman relies on a man to enter the history books, the men who hold the pen will at most only use your maiden name instead of you.

Even if you are a queen or a queen mother, if you are not at the level of Xiao Yu'er, it is just a surname.

Hesheli was very surprised. He glanced at Yuan Wense slightly, with a shy smile on his lips.

"The pastries here are also very delicious. Ladies, would you like to use some? It's too cold here. Eat some to keep warm. It's no joke for women to be cold. It's very harmful to the body." Yuan Wen said politely.

Hesheli thanked him and took the snack to eat.

When she was eating snacks, she looked particularly pious, her eyes slightly squinted, and she looked satisfied, a little pitiful, but not annoying.

Looking at the people around me makes me feel sad.

Someone brought a basin over for all the ladies to wash their hands with. Yuan Wense accidentally kicked off the chair and stood up. His sleeves perfectly touched the basin. The hot water for washing hands was naturally not very hot, so it just splashed onto He.

Sherry is one.

Yuan Wense ducked sideways, but he was fine.

In addition, two talkative Fujin also had a little bit of it on their bodies.

I wore thick clothes that day and got some clean water on it, but it didn't really matter.

Seeing that Hesheli's sleeves were completely wet, Yuan Wense said to the palace maid: "Here comes someone to help Mrs. Tong change her clothes."

Hershey is already dead.

She was not a quick-witted person, so she only resisted weakly: "I, no need, it's troublesome."

Yuan Wense's face was not very good, and he pretended to be angry and said: "How can this be troublesome? What should I do if my sleeves are wet and frozen? I will not be able to entertain you well by then."

People around me also felt that it was so wet and how could it be done without changing it? If he was really sick, wouldn't it be an embarrassment to the kind-hearted Shi Fujin?
Chapter completed!