Cen Yao changed into a long gown the next day.

Xiao Kou'er heard the sound of the water basin falling off the shelf, and groping for the big carved bed in a daze, she sat up slowly.

He slept on the kang built in the troupe, and also slept on the small foreign bed in the Lin Mansion. It was the first time he slept in such a quaint and valuable step-by-step bed.

Last night, Cen Yao sat on the edge of this bed, held him in his arms, pointed to the furnishings in the room, and told him the same thing. After talking, I didn't know what to do, so I pushed him onto the bed. When he panicked, he ripped off half of the bed curtain. I was worried about it in the second half of the night. How can I be so strong...

Thinking of this, Xiao Kou'er reached out and touched the bed tent again.

The bed tent shook.

Xiao Kou'er hurriedly blushed and withdrew his hands, and turned to look straight ahead. Just happened to see Cen Yao turn around.

It's winter, and everyone else wears long coats, but they're always bulging out of style.

But Cen Yao is different.

He was wearing a long gown, still standing tall and straight. The fierce and murderous aura brought by the military uniform also faded away. Only the unattainable and noble, and a bit of a handsome style are left.

Xiao Kou'er had indeed never seen him wearing a long coat. He raised his eyes and was stunned for a moment. He just felt like... he seemed to be much prettier than Cen Qingyuan.

Originally, he only thought that Cen Qingyuan was the most suitable person to wear a long coat.

"Does it look good?" Cen Yao asked.

Xiao Kou'er nodded, his ears couldn't help but get a fever.

Cen Yao stabilized him, slowly changed him into new clothes, and said, "You look very good today too."

Little Kou'er's ears burned even more.

However, Cen Yao still wore a small suit for him, with a white knitted sweater in the middle, and a long cloak wrapped around it.

When Cen Yao took him out of the yard, Yun'er and the other servants stared at Xiao Kou'er in a daze, thinking that this little actor looked extravagant and... squeamish.

Little Button was unaware.

During these days at the Lin Mansion, he had already been honed.

Cen Yao took him to breakfast.

Xiao Kou'er couldn't help but ask, "Where's Master Cen?"

The butler's face changed and changed, and finally he forced a smile and said, "Yesterday, the eldest young master was sent to the hospital again. Didn't the master accompany him?"

Xiao Kou'er sighed softly: "...Oh."

Cen Yao glanced at him and asked lightly, "Are you still thinking about it?"

Before Xiao Kou'er could answer, the housekeeper on the side was frightened to death.

What the fourth master looks like when he treats this little actor now, anyone with eyes can see clearly. If this little actor is really happy to be with the fourth master, it will be nothing more than that the eldest young master can't keep his face. But this little play can't be separated from left and right. That is the life of the eldest young master can't be saved!

The butler shivered over there.

Xiao Kou'er thought about it here, then shook his head and said, "I don't want to."

Although he is self-aware, he is not free to be bullied by others. He still kept in mind the words Cen Qingyuan said to him last time at the Lin Mansion.

Cen Yao said, "Let's go, there are a few koi carps in the garden, I'll take you to feed the fish."

The little button nodded hurriedly.

The butler finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his straight back collapsed immediately.

A gust of winter wind blew, and the cold sweat on his back made his limbs shiver.

Cen Yao took Xiao Kou'er to feed the fish, flipped through the book, and admired the flowers.

The Cen Mansion almost let them walk all over.

The servants of Cen's residence also had a difficult day.

Fourth Master Cen looked a lot more elegant, but they still didn't dare to raise any other thoughts.

Not only that, they were extremely afraid of Fourth Master. Afraid that he would draw a knife at random, or that he would load the gun.

Even Cen Qingyuan's aunt was terrified.

Only then did they realize that inviting the fourth master to return to the mansion was not because of inviting a big backer to come back. It's more like inviting a living Hades to come back.

They couldn't do anything to please the fourth master, so they had to put their ideas on Xiao Kou'er's head, and they changed their ways to please him every day... Little Kou'er didn't expect that there was someone who was regarded as the guest of honor in Cen's mansion. one day.

He also knew what they were thinking, and he didn't point it out.

The servants of Cen's house treated him badly in the past, but now they are rushing to lean in front of him with a shy face. Although it is funny, Xiao Kou'er also tasted some relief in his heart.

At this moment, Cen Yao clasped his wrist and led him around a long corridor.

The voice of the next person is coming from the front.

Yun'er grabbed the little servant's sleeve and said anxiously, "After these two days, you have also seen it. The fourth master wished he could hold that little performer in his hand and put it in his mouth... I am really afraid. "

"What are you afraid of?"

"I threw something from the little actor... Maybe he wants to take revenge." Yun'er muttered, her tone so anxious that it was almost neurotic.

Nowadays, no one in the Cen House is not afraid of the Fourth Master.

Yun'er was the one who was most afraid, she was scared to death.

The servant said: "What does a child know? You just bring some delicious food and drink to him and coax him. He will blow the pillow wind with the fourth master. Once the wind blows, you will never mind."

Little Button bit his lower lip.

I can't help but think of my own roasted sweet potato... This Yun'er doesn't know how many things he threw away.

Xiao Kou'er took a step forward and made a noise.

The two of them were so shocked that they turned around and looked at them. When they saw who was behind them, Yuner and the two were already so frightened that they hurriedly knelt down.

"Fourth, Fourth Master..." Yuner's mouth trembled.

The boy didn't dare to say a word.

Cen Yao glanced at them and asked, "Do you admire Cen Qingyuan?"

Yuner was stunned by the question.

Admiration... Where can we talk about it? But the eldest young master used to be handsome and suave, and he was in charge of the business. Not only her, but many people in the yard are thinking that in the future, she will be a concubine for the eldest young master.

Cen Yao said, "Then you should marry Cen Qingyuan."

Afterwards, he pointed to the servant on the ground: "This person should be driven out of the house."

The little servant was the first to wake up, and he kept kowtowing and begging for forgiveness: "The little man was full of nonsense just now... he insulted the young master of Xiao Kou'er... Fourth Master, spare your life!"

The little button was stunned.

"Young Master Xiaokou'er", what kind of strange name is this? Still a little fresh.

Yun'er immediately thought of what the Fourth Master said to Master Cen and the eldest young master two days ago, "It's a notification, not a discussion."

What she understood now.

Immediately, his eyes were splitting: "No, no, I won't marry the eldest young master!"

Now the eldest young master has lost both his legs, and most likely it will not get better, and the right to run the business has also been given up. The eldest young master, who returned from the hospital, is now blue and black, with a haggard face, as if he had just smoked three catties of tobacco soil. The former one raised his voice to argue with the fourth master, losing all his demeanor, but in the end he still vomited blood and was carried away...

In the past, in the heart of Cen's mansion, he was a powerful young master.

In front of the fourth master, nothing counts...

Where is Yuner willing?

Even if she was asked to be a concubine, she would not be happy.

But three or two people quickly came up and grabbed her.

She was forced to bow her head and heard Fourth Master Cen ask, "What have you bought for Cen Qingyuan?"

Although Xiao Kou'er didn't know much about being jealous, he also knew that he shouldn't mention this to Cen Yao, so he said dryly: "...It's nothing. It's just something to eat."

Yuner struggled to raise her eyes.

Then, seeing Fourth Master Cen hooking Xiao Kou'er's palm, he scratched lightly and said, "Follow me back to the yard."

Xiao Kou'er was a little anxious, and he forgot about the two who were punished, so he only wondered if Cen Yao was going to clean him up again for a while.

So he nodded hurriedly, in order to look good, not up to the standard of being cleaned up.

The two are intimate, and there is an indescribable erotic lingering.

And then walked away side by side.

Yun'er broke down and cried, but she couldn't get her eyes back.

Cen Yao took Xiao Kou'er back to the yard, but did not immediately mention Cen Qingyuan, but said, "The old man is going to prepare the engagement banquet."

Xiao Kou'er was stunned: "Master Cen, take it seriously..."

"En." Cen Yao sat down on the chair, pulled Xiao Kou'er into his arms, then played with his palm, and said lightly, "I'm about to write an invitation."

Xiao Kou'er was ignorant and didn't quite understand what this had to do with him.

Cen Yao added: "The invitation is to write the names of the engaged parties."

Xiao Kou'er's cheeks flushed red, and the whole person could not wait to find a hole to burrow in.

He said softly: "I don't have a name... just, I'm called Xiao Kou'er. My parents started it, and I haven't changed it since. Everyone says that it's a cheap name to make a living."

Of course, at that time, the bigger reason was that no one knew whether the children who were born would be able to feed themselves, and everyone was illiterate, so why bother to come up with a serious name, and change the child to starve to death tomorrow. . Why don't you make trouble yourself.

What a small button, just like a puppy.

When you die, you die.

Cen Yao squeezed the palm of his hand and asked, "Do you still remember your parents' names?"

Xiao Kou'er recalled carefully: "Like, the surname is Wang. They came from a village."

This hasn't changed, Cen Yao thought.

"I'll give you a name." Cen Yao asked in a low voice, "Is it alright?"

"A name?" Xiao Kou'er paused, thought for a moment, and asked, "Having a name and a surname, a serious one, like... Cen Yao, is that a name?" His tone was a little uncontrollable. He was so excited and longing that he even dared to call out Cen Yao's name.

There's no one who doesn't look forward to having a serious name.

It's more like a person.

Instead of just... It's like a small object, if you lose it, it's gone.

Cen Yao touched his soft earlobe and responded, "En."

Xiao Kou'er was both happy and awkward, and stammered, "But, but... it seems that only the elders can name the younger ones. Isn't this illegal?"

Small things still follow the rules?

Cen Yao pinched the back of his neck and said lightly, "If I had to lift it for you."

Xiao Kou'er couldn't help hugging Cen Yao's waist, and her tone brought a hint of excitement: "Well, let's start. I... What can I call it? Do you want to read the dictionary? Can you teach me to write it down? ?"

"You don't have to look through the dictionary, I figured it out early."

Xiao Kou'er was even more indescribably happy when she heard the words, she quickly supported Cen Yao's chest and listened seriously. It's just that the palms are pressed against the muscles underneath, and the palms are unavoidably hot, and even the breathing slows down and becomes hot.

"Your name is Wang Weichu." Cen Yao said as he picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and slowly wrote a large character on the rice paper spread on the table: "This is Wei. The original meaning refers to the flourishing of trees, but it is prosperous. scene."

Immediately, he changed a page of paper and wrote another word: "This is the beginning. The beginning, the beginning of all things. The first flower in the spring is the beginning. The sun that rises in the early morning blooms the first ray. Light is also the beginning."

Little Kou'er didn't quite understand it, but he understood. Both words have good meanings.

He was happy to hear it anyway.

In addition, there is a place in my heart that is gently pulled by the silk thread... It seems that something echoes from afar.

Xiao Kou'er turned to look at the words written on the table, the more he looked at it, the more beautiful he felt.

He nodded again and again: "It sounds good, and the words are beautiful." He asked, "I want to learn, can I?"

Cen Yao raised his hand and stroked his long eyelashes.

In the last world, Wang Weichu always felt that his name was like a cannon fodder passerby, and it was born by Wang Qingzhi who abandoned his wife and children.

No, it means no. Beginning means the beginning. Wang Weichu just hoped that it would not begin. Without his mother Amei, there is no child Wang Weichu.

The shadow brought by the family of origin could not be completely erased until the end.

This world, change his name.

Naturally everything changed.

Cen Yao suddenly felt that it was good, so that he would not feel sorry for his name.

Cen Yao squeezed the boy's phalanx and kneaded gently, and said, "Okay, I'll teach you to write."

Xiao Kou'er has been studying happily for most of the day.

After dinner was over in the evening, Xiao Kou'er remembered "giving things" in Yun'er's mouth. Oops, his pen hasn't gone for a refund yet. I have completely forgotten about staying in the Lin Mansion these days. I don't know if I can go back now...

The pen was very expensive, and Xiao Kou'er kept it well in his wallet.

Thinking about it now, Xiao Kou'er didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly flipped out the pen, he was about to leave in a hurry, and happened to bump into Cen Yao.

"What are you going to do?" Cen Yao asked.

Apart from staying with Cen Yao, Xiao Kou'er also went to the theatre.

Today he was different, shook his head and said, "I'm going to the street."

Cen Yao lowered his eyes, saw the pen in his hand, and couldn't help asking, "Give it to me?"

Xiao Kou'er blushed and felt a little ashamed in her heart. He whispered: "No, I have to take it and retire it. It has been delayed for a long time... I was ready to retire early."

Xiao Kou'er didn't know a few words at first, so he didn't buy such an expensive pen to give him...

Cen Yao's eyes sank: "Original to send Cen Qingyuan?"

The little button nodded dryly.

Cen Yao snatched the pen with his hands and said, "Just give it to me, why should I retreat."

The little button looked at him blankly.

So...is this okay?

Cen Yao closed the door with a backhand, then strode to the step-by-step bed, sat down, and played with the pen. The pen was carefully chosen.

But also because of this...

Cen Yao suddenly raised his eyes and said, "Come here."

Little Button obediently walked over.

Cen Yao's kiss came hot and fierce.

The man clasped his waist and tied his wrist again, while the other hand slowly unbuttoned his clothes.

"I named you today, what am I?"

Xiao Kou'er was almost breathless from the kiss, as if she was firmly framed by the strong wind and rain.

The voice he answered also seemed to be broken: "...Long...Elder? No, not..."

Cen Yao pinched his chin: "Don't you want to call me Dad?"