Gift

Mu Yangling couldn't help but laugh when she heard that. Half of the children in the nursery didn't have names when they came, and another half had many sharing the same names. Therefore, after they began to recognize words, they started giving themselves names.

It was the same for Lin Ke. He used to be called Sanzhu, but there were enough Sanzhus in the nursery to surround the nursery. Because he had chosen the craft of printing, he had to often carve type matrices. That was why he had come up with this name.

Lin Ke was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking at the type matrices he had carved. Actually, he had tried three types of wood, but he had not succeeded. Thus, he had no choice but to look for Young Master Bowen.

Just as Lin Ke was worrying about whether Young Master Bowen would agree to help him get the materials, he heard a gentle female voice ask, "You're Lin Ke?"