"Since you keep it by your side, why don't you give it a name?" said the old man as he added a few more pieces of firewood.
Hearing this, Fengjiu thought for a moment and said, "Yes, we should give it a name, but what should we call it?" She looked at the old man and asked.
"Why are you looking at me? You can figure out what to call me, I don't know what you're doing, old man." He glared at her and ignored her.
Seeing this, Feng Jiu thought for a moment and said, "Then let's just give him the character Hao! How about calling him Hao'er?"
"Hao?"
The old man stroked his beard and said, "Hao and Hao have the same pronunciation, which means that the water is vast and boundless. Using it as a name shows that you have high hopes for it."
Between heaven and earth, the power of water and fire is immeasurable. Let’s not talk about the baby’s origin for now. Now that he has been named Hao by Fengxing, it is clear that he will be extraordinary in the future.
"Your name is Feng Hao?" The old man looked at Feng Jiu and asked.
"Feng Hao?" Feng Jiu was startled, then chuckled: "How is that possible? Of course he's called Xuanyuan Hao, the child of Mo Ze and me." She said with a smile.
Hearing this, the old man muttered with a strange look on his face: "You are so shameless. You haven't even gotten married yet! You said it was your child with Mo Ze, and even gave it the surname Xuanyuan. You look like you are going to marry Xuanyuan Mo Ze."
"What? Do you have any objections?" Feng Jiu raised her eyebrows and said, "If I don't marry him, who else should I marry? We love each other, and now all we have to do is go on a journey and pay our respects to heaven and earth."
"Didn't I hear that your Xuanyuan Moze has been overseas for a while? Counting the year you disappeared, it has been at least a year and a half, right? Are you so confident that he won't come back? If he had brought a woman back to you yesterday, I wonder how you would cry." The old man spoke in a sarcastic tone, as if he was deliberately trying to make things difficult for Fengjiu.
Hearing this, Fengjiu chuckled: "He won't."
"You know this? Men are very fickle, especially when their women are not around, they are more likely to be seduced by other women. Old man, I advise you to keep a close eye on them. I have seen a lot of things like this in my life."
Feng Jiu chuckled, playing with the chubby little hands of the child in her arms, and said in a half-truthful tone: "Don't worry! If there ever comes a day when he betrays me, I will cut off all ties with him and find another man who is better than him."
"It's easier said than done, especially when it comes to love affairs. So no matter what you say, I don't believe it." The old man waved his hands, looking disbelieving.
"Whether you believe it or not, what does it have to do with me?" She chuckled and said, "Besides, this kind of thing is just a casual chat with me here, it won't happen."
Seeing her confident expression and her trust in Xuanyuan Moze in her words, the old man laughed and said, "Yes, yes, that's your business. What does it have to do with us? What's more, as you said, this is just a casual chat between us. Don't take it seriously. Don't take it seriously."
Fengjiu did not continue to discuss this issue with him, but simply said: "It is getting late, let's rest here for a night and leave tomorrow morning."
"good."