Eighteen years ago, my master picked me up from the roadside and named me Lu Jian. The master likes to pick up things but is too lazy to name them. The younger brother fished it out of the river and named it Helao. The younger younger sister picked it up from the grass and named it Caojian. Among us, only the eldest brother had the best name, and he was called Li Xiao. He was the first child picked up by the master, so it was not surprising that the master favored him.