Holy shit, he'd known them for days, but hadn't spent much time with them or asked their names. He'd rarely heard them call each other by name, either. He really hadn't known there was a Long Aotian among them???
He was genuinely stunned, even more stunned than when he'd seen the Round Axis Crab!
Seeing that "Long Aotian" excitedly clamber over, he chuckled twice and followed.
Names were far too important to choose carelessly. With unreliable parents, you really could end up being laughed at.
When he reached them, he didn't even look at the Round Axis Crab. Instead, he looked at that "Long Aotian."
"Uh, buddy, is your surname Long?"
"Huh?" Long Aotian looked at him blankly. "What's up?"
"Heh, just curious! We've known each other for days, but I don't think I even know your names."
"Oh, my surname's Lin, not Long. I'm Lin Aotian. Ao is my generation name in the clan. Half our village is surnamed Lin, and I'm pretty high up in the family hierarchy. Some of the old men in the village even have to call me Uncle..."
"Heh, heh..." Ye Yaodong laughed awkwardly. So he wasn't called Long Aotian. Why did that feel vaguely disappointing?
That instantly made it a little less funny.
Then again, White Sand Village had quite a mix of surnames. They were all migrants who'd fled here and settled over the famine years. Very few locals had lived here for generations.
Lu Xun had a saying: there were originally no roads in the world; they became roads when enough people walked them.
The same went for villages. Once enough people settled somewhere, it became a village.
After all, there was no shortage of food by the sea.
"A-Dong, bring those Fire Tongs over and grab this crab. One this