Master Xiao thinks about those years

Da Mao: "That young master...Although he has a handsome face, he is fierce and vicious. He is not as good-looking as you are."

Fu Nian who was standing outside the door snorted coldly, with disdain overflowing from the corners of his eyes.When Yan Chen in the courtyard heard the words, his expression was calm, and he replied: "Actually...he is quite nice, but his face is a bit fierce."

"Really? I can't tell."

"Well, it's usually pretty good."

Fu Nian's eyelashes swayed slightly, he couldn't help but move forward slightly, and glanced inside the door, he really wanted to see Mo Qing's expression when he said this, obviously there were so many quarrels between him and him.

Why, Mo Qing would say such a thing?Do you think he's fine?

Fu Nian felt that he was not a good person before, and after the death of Master, he was even a bad person through and through.

Did Mo Qing say this because he felt guilty for destroying his master's body, so he helped him speak well?

Fu Nian looked into the room while speculating, but looking around, but Fu Nian could only sneak a glimpse of a thin back, Mo Qing was sitting with his back to the door, he couldn't look at it at all.

Da Mao in the courtyard continued to chat with Yan Chen, and at that moment Da Mao recalled Fu Nian's face, "If I only look at the face of the boy in black..."

Mo Qing: "How?"

Da Mao: "Like a tiger."

Rune standing outside the door: ...

"A tiger?" Yan Chen immediately couldn't help laughing.

Da Mao was puzzled: "Young master, what are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, you describe it quite vividly." Yan Chen replied with the corners of his mouth pursed. It was the first time he heard someone say that Fu Nian was like a tiger. His current physiognomy is really a bit like a tiger.

Da Mao continued, "So... I think he should be quite suitable for the name Bahu."

"Domineering?" Yan Chen didn't hear clearly.

"Hey, no, it's Bahu." Da Mao corrected: "Bawang's Ba, Tiger's Tiger. I think this name is majestic."

The black-faced talisman outside the door said: ...

Yan Chen inside the door: "This name..."

Seeing Yan Chen's expression of hesitation, Damao took on the posture of a wangpo selling melons and boasting, dragged the stool and moved forward two steps, and said happily: "This name sounds much better than mine, just as nice as Jiaohua."

Yan Chen: ...

Although there is no way to refute it, Yan Chen always feels weird.

"Hey, by the way, Jiaohua and Bahu! Young master, these two names really match! Hahaha, I'm such a genius!" Da Mao patted his back and laughed.

Yan Chen remained silent and did not answer. He tried his best to think about the profound meaning of these two words.

"Young master, don't you think it's good enough?"

"Ah?" Yan Chen raised his head, facing Da Mao's bright eyes, he was momentarily at a loss for words.

The talisman outside the door: "I fucking deserve your face, you bastard!"

"It's getting late, I think I'd better go to rest." Yan Chen really couldn't understand the profound meaning of these two names, so he had to stand up and find an excuse to escape.

"Okay, then I'll take the young master to rest."

Both of them got up, and Fu Nian entered the yard at this moment.

"Huh? Pa..." When Da Mao saw the talisman, he couldn't help but blurted out before he could get back from the excitement just now, and suddenly stopped in the middle of the sentence.

"Fucking Tyrant!"

Fu Nian cursed with a dark face, then passed by Yan Chen beside him, and walked into the house.

Da Mao: "Did he hear it? What's wrong with the name..."

Yan Chen: ...

The three of them entered the house one after another, and they all stood in the hall without moving.

Fu Nian was so worried about the "tyrant" in his heart that he really wanted to slam the door and go into the room to sleep.

But who would have thought that there were only three rooms in Damao's house, Meng Huan occupied one, Jiang Yexiu occupied one, and the other one slept Xiaotao, that brat.

Fu Nian originally wanted to squeeze, but who knew that both Jiang Yexiu and Meng Huan locked the door.It's not surprising that Jiang Yexiu usually locked the door, but why the hell did Meng Huan lock the door?

Ever since he was a child, he has never seen this kid sleep and lock the door. Could it be that he was so drunk today that he passed out.

As for Xiaotao who was sleeping in the other room, Xiaotao, a great god, would never dare to be disturbed by his runes.So he could only stand in the hall angrily and sit dryly.

Da Mao was already a little afraid of Fu Nian because of the impression he had met for the first time, but now seeing his unkind expression, he was even more afraid to provoke him.After knowing that the three rooms were all occupied, Da Mao cautiously said, "How about you sleep with Xiaotao, and I'll go to the house next door?"

"How can one bed sleep three people? I won't sleep with that kid."

"You can rest assured, young master. The bed that Xiaotao sleeps on is the biggest in our house. Xiaotao is small, so it should be more than enough to sleep two people."

Yan Chen also didn't want to sleep in the same bed with Fu Nian, so he suggested: "How about I go to sleep next door with the young master?"

"I'm going next door, I'm too lazy to squeeze in with others." Fu Nian interrupted Yan Chen's words.

"I'm afraid it won't work. The only neighbor next door is Mr. Gou. Mr. Gou has two children and only two beds. I used to sleep with Gou. The two young masters probably don't want to sleep with strangers."

"Dog big?" Fu Nian frowned, the name sounded like a country atmosphere.

In comparison, he is still more willing to share a bed with Yan Chen Xiaotao, although it is crowded, but at least they know each other, he doesn't like to sleep with messy people, especially this kind of people with a rural atmosphere.

"So, the two sons should go to sleep on Xiaotao's bed. Don't worry, the child sleeps deeply at night, no matter how much noise you make, he won't wake you up." Da Mao explained.

Yan Chen frowned slightly, although he didn't think so, but it's not good to go to other people's house to bother him, besides having a child, his scruples about Fu Nian should be dispelled.

So after some discussion, Fu Nian and Yan Chen finally slept in Xiaotao's bed, while Da Mao went to sleep in the next door.

The moonlight shone through the window into the room. On the big wooden and cotton bed, a cute girl was lying in the middle of the big bed, sleeping soundly, her eyelashes hanging down like two small fans, her fleshy Cheeks flushed.

On the right side of the girl lay Mo Qing dressed in red, and on the left side of the girl lay a rune stretched into a straight wooden shape.

Yan Chen was lying on the bed, still thinking about the two names Da Mao chose.

As for Fu Nian, because he was afraid of waking up Xiaotao and causing her to cry, her body tensed up and she didn't dare to move.Fu Nian was aggrieved in his sleep, he felt that lying next to this child was a real pain, after enduring it for a long time, he thought that he should just sit in the hall and forget about it.

But as soon as he moved, Xiaotao who was next to him suddenly leaned over, the sleeping child turned over unconsciously, and put his little hand on the talisman.

Feeling the lump of meat, Fu Nian froze all over, not knowing what to do.

"Mo, Mo Qing... help me get her out of the way." Feeling tortured, Fu Nian couldn't help but speak to Yan Chen.

Yan Chen's thoughts were interrupted, he looked back at Fu Nian, and said blankly: "What are you doing?"

"Are you blind? This brat is clinging to me, I can't stand it!" Fu Nian lowered his voice and cursed.

"No, if you move, the child will wake up."

"You—!" Fu Nian looked at Yan Chen's indifferent face, and said in a hurry, "Da Mao said, this brat sleeps soundly at night, no matter how much noise there is, it's fine."

Yan Chen raised his eyes and looked at Fu Nian's distraught face: "What if I wake up?"

Fu Nian was asked, what if he woke up?

What if... the little brat opened his throat and cried.Thinking about it, Fu Nian's face darkened, but he suddenly returned to his original state. He looked at Yan Chen opposite him sternly: "Wake up, you coax her, anyway, you have a way."

"It can be fooled by tricks during the day, but I'm afraid it won't work at night."

"you--!"

"Mojiaohua!"

Fu Nian was silenced by Yan Chen, and for some reason, he recalled that vulgar name in his mind, so he cursed maliciously.

Yan Chen raised his eyes, not knowing why: "Fu Bahu?"

Symbolism: ...

"Don't you want to live anymore?" Fu Nian's forehead suddenly showed veins, and for a moment, he really wanted to hang Yan Chen up and beat him up, to humiliate him.

"Don't dare, Lord." Yan Chen had a headache. He didn't know where he had annoyed this grumpy apprentice again. He still felt that he knew too little about talismans in his previous life. never seen.

After the quarrel, there was silence in the air.

The two of them didn't speak any more, they were silent, Yan Chen gradually felt sleepy, so he threw the Mojiao flower talisman behind his head, closed his eyes and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

Fu Nian lay stretched out, he thought he would lie stretched out until dawn, maybe because it was too quiet, he was so drowsy that his eyes were blurred.The body also unknowingly relaxes.

After sleeping half-dream and half-awake for an unknown amount of time, Fu Nian slowly opened his eyes. It was almost dawn outside the window, and the thick night gradually receded.

Fu Nian lowered his eyes, and the little ghost in his arms turned over at some point, hugging Yan Chen who was opposite.

Yan Chen fell asleep on his side, holding the child in his arms with both hands, his brows were gentle, his thin lips were gently pursed, the faint morning light fell on his soft and handsome face, casting a layer of gentle radiance.

Fu Nian was stunned, his obsidian-like eyes stared intently at the man in front of him, and a white figure suddenly appeared in his mind involuntarily.

"Master..."

Fu Nian whispered to the person in front of him, his thoughts were confused, and he stretched out his palm involuntarily, wanting to touch the cheek of the person in front of him.

His broad palm moved bit by bit in the morning light, with infinite care.

The gentle face is close at hand, just a little bit, and it is about to be touched.

Suddenly, Xiaotao moved unconsciously.Fu Nian shook his hand, and hastily withdrew it.

Xiaotao pursed her mouth and rubbed against Yan Chen's arms. Yan Chen was disturbed by the mess, his eyelashes twitched slightly, but he didn't wake up.

After Fu Nian withdrew his palm, he calmed down his emotions. He turned his head and glanced at Yan Chen again, trying to separate the person in front of him from the spotless figure in white in his mind.

Fu Nian, Fu Nian, the master is the heavenly being as bright as the moon, and the one in front of you is just a prostitute.Why do you want to confuse them?

He looked at the empty roof above his head and spoke from the bottom of his heart, which was both a sneer and a warning.