C11 I will Do Whatever You Say

"That …" I have a question to ask. "

Qingcheng rolled her eyes at Jin Dabao as she snappily glanced at him.

"Ask." You have a lot of questions. " Qingcheng couldn't help but laugh as she scolded him.

"You want him to stay?" Gold was concerned first with the problem of his family's population. In the past, when his master was here, there were three of them. After his master left, it would just be the two of them. Now, if this man stayed, there would be only three of them. At that time, it wouldn't just be a small matter of eating and eating, but more importantly, how to arrange a man's residence? Seeing that this man was determined to stay in Sha family for a long time, it was worth considering where he would stay. After all, Mo Qingcheng rarely cared about matters of the family. Wasn't the problem with this old problem something he had to deal with?

"Yes." Qingcheng didn't think too much about it. It wasn't like he couldn't afford to have more people to eat. It wasn't that big of a deal. Thus, he answered the gold without hesitation.

"Yes, yes." Gold cleared his throat; he was angry but helpless at Qingcheng's decision.

"So, where are you going to let him live? Master's room was out of the question. And my room won't do either. " The meaning behind Jin Qingcheng's words was that if he wanted to keep this man, then this man must have a place to live.

"Eh?" Qingcheng was stunned. She had never thought about it.

Even if he did not say anything about the gold, he would not agree with his master's decision.

As for the room with the gold? Qingcheng sized up the gold, as if considering how to let the gold out of her little nest or share it with the man. What a pity. His plan was lost.

"Don't think about me. "I've never liked living in the same room with other people since I was a kid."

Qingcheng raised her brows, wanting to say 'I wonder who dares not to be alone in the room when the thunder strikes'. However, even though these words were spoken, Qingcheng was still unable to say it out loud. After all, Gold was a young man, so he should at least give him some face, shouldn't he?

"Then, clean out the storage room in the backyard and let him stay there." Qingcheng thought for a while before finally deciding on the room with the junk in the backyard.

"What about the things inside?" Gold asked.

"The ones that should be thrown away, the ones that should be burned, the ones that should be given away, the ones that should be sold, and the ones that should be sold. Anyway, it's up to you. "Try to make the room as proper as possible. It's good as long as we can live in it." Qingcheng couldn't be bothered to think about such trivial things. His goal in life was to stay out of trouble, live freely, enjoy food and drink, and think less.

As a friend who grew up with Qingcheng, how could he not understand the purpose of life for Qingcheng?

"So, what's his name? You can't call him, can you? This mop even has a name, not to mention a living person. "

Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, before she suddenly thought of this question. She turned her gaze towards the silent man, using her eyes to ask him what kind of name he wanted.

The man's eyes were clear and bright, as if he could understand the meaning behind Qingcheng's gaze. He opened his mouth and gently said:

"I'll listen to you."

"Cough, cough." Qingcheng couldn't help but cough dryly as she turned her gaze away.

He was seriously considering the question of the name. He thought of a few typical names in a hurry, but felt that it was a bit strange. If they were not too fashionable, then they were a bit out of place. Although the names were not that difficult to hear, they still had to be addressed smoothly.

After thinking about it, Qingcheng couldn't help but think of those anxious men guarding outside the delivery room, especially those new fathers. In order to give their children a good name, they either racked their brains or looked for someone else to pay for it, and the most depressing thing was to tell them the story and find a noun. In short, they hoped that their children would be able to rely on their name.

In the past, he didn't really understand this feeling, but didn't he always feel that it was just a name? His name was his code name, so why would it be so troublesome? However, when it was time for him to give a name to someone else, he truly felt that the knowledge here was vast and profound. He couldn't help but exclaim at the name. The feeling of having this name wasn't something that an ordinary person could enjoy. It was happy and painful.

When she couldn't think of a good name, Qingcheng could only cast her gaze towards Jin, hoping that Jin would be kind enough to save him from the burning of the water. But Jin had always been dissatisfied with him taking in a stranger at home, thus she ignored his pleading gaze.

Disheartened, Qingcheng's gaze inadvertently fell upon the medicinal herbs that were drying in the courtyard as an image that he had forgotten appeared in his mind. He remembered that when he was at Feng Qishan, he had discovered the man and saved him, but at the place where he discovered the man, he discovered a tiny stalk of Heavenly Profound Grass.

Do not underestimate this pitiful, mini, cute little Heavenly Profound Grass. It was a superior, superior, precious, rare medicinal herb that was even rarer and rarer than normal. According to the ancient medical records, the Heavenly Profound Grass was an unparalleled magical herb that had the miraculous effect of rebirth. Anyone who consumed it would be able to recover completely from their apocalypse. Therefore, not only could a stalk of Heavenly Profound Grass save a person, it could also allow a person to be reborn. This kind of heaven-defying herb was something that could only be encountered by chance and not sought.

Moreover, in order to let this man's injuries heal as quickly as possible, he didn't hesitate to use the Heavenly Profound Grass on the man. This made his heart ache slightly.

"That... I found you on Mount FengQue. Take the phoenix's homonym — — Wind. Therefore, your surname is Feng. As for his name? I'll call you Xuan Tian. After all, I found the Heavenly Mystery Grass where I found you. So, you will be called Feng Xuantian from now on, how about that? "

Feng Xuantian? Upon hearing that Qingcheng had obtained a name for him, the corners of the man's lips curled up in a smile, as though he wanted to laugh, but he didn't look like one at all.