It rained heavily in Jinling that night, interrupting the fire in Zhaohua Square that split the sky, but half of the cornices in the square collapsed in the fire. Ruan Zhuoyu was chased into the mountains with the piece of Chengguang Bi passed down from generation to generation in his arms. With no way forward and pursuers behind him, he jumped off the cliff with the piece of jade in his arms.
When he woke up again, he was lying in a strange place with a fat golden long-haired dog and a young man. The man asked him what his name was and where he was from.
Ruan Zhuoyu lowered his eyelashes decisively, showing a confused look: "There are many things... I can't even remember them."
The young man agreed to his request and didn't ask any questions. He sat down by the bed and patted the golden retriever on the head: "My name is Cheng Yi, and his name is Xiao Er. It's okay if you don't want to go to the hospital now. I'll check you out when my mother comes back."
Ruan Zhuoyu was about to say thank you when Cheng Yi added: "The main thing is that since you live at home, I have to know how to call you. Anyway, our family is just my mother and I, and the second child and us. If you don't remember it now, according to my mother's naming method, you have to be third. It's just that the third child doesn't sound good."
Ruan Zhuoyu paused while holding the bowl of porridge and was silent for a moment. He put down the bowl and looked up at Cheng Yi. His voice was a little calmer than before:
"Actually, I remembered something. My surname is Ruan and my name is Zhuoyu."
Cheng nodded, thinking it sounded better than Cheng Laosan.
Those who farm × those who do handicrafts
Purpose: It takes three days to test the jade, and seven years to identify the material.