The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 128

"Damn old man!! If you dare to appear in front of me now, I will scold you to death!!" Dang Dang was filled with resentment towards his missing foster father.

Just when Dangdang was expressing her dissatisfaction with her adoptive father in her heart, Ning Shuning walked in with a white pigeon in her hand.

"Miss Dangdang, there's a letter from Taiwu Village." As she spoke, Ning Shuning took a small note from the pigeon's leg and handed it to Dangdang.

Dang Dang took it and took a look, and found that it was Ji Feiyi's handwriting on the sallow letter paper.

The paper said that everything in Taiwu Village was normal, there were no accidents, so I didn’t have to worry about it, and the last paragraph still said that there was no news of my adoptive father.

Xiang Dangdang put away the letter in his hand, sighed, and sure enough, the old man couldn't find it by ordinary means, just when he took out the Four Treasures of the Study and began to write a reply.She suddenly thought of one thing.

I have been out of the valley for more than ten years, this old guy must have died of old age somewhere, right? ?

Thinking of this, Dangdang couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart, but if this is the case, it is reasonable, otherwise it is impossible for me to come to him through Taiwu Village for so many years without any news.

After Dang Dang calmed down, he picked up the pen again to write a reply to Ji Feiyi.

After a stick of incense, she watched Ning Shuning walk outside the house, let go of the pigeon with the letter, and walked out of the house with a bang.

"Sister, where did Qi Diaodun take the hunk??" Dangdang asked her.

During this period of time, the lacquered hunk was always taken by her father. The playboy back then has completely changed since he met his daughter.I love you so much.

Changing diapers, bathing and feeding diligently, without complaining about being tired at all.

"Oh, I heard from Qi Diaodun that he was afraid that the hunk would be too boring, so he and Qi Diaochan took her to play in the back mountain of Shaolin."

Hearing this, Rang Dang felt a little surprised, the two siblings who were in conflict could actually get together? ?The sun really came out from the west.

After a loud pause for a few seconds, he said to Ning Shuning, "Pack up your luggage, we've had enough of this place, it's time to change."

"En." Ning Shuning didn't ask anything, she smiled at Dangdang, turned around and walked towards the residence.

Loud Dang performed lightness kung fu and quickly flew towards the backyard of Shaolin Temple.In Shaolin Temple, there is one last thing that has not been resolved.

On the back mountain of Shaolin Temple, on a large flat stone in the bamboo forest, Qi Diaodun is holding his daughter with one hand, and holding a small green cricket in the other hand to amuse her.

"Come on, Yuting, come and read with Dad, dumb thing, dumb thing. Damn-thing-"

Beside them, Qi Diaochan was roasting sweet potatoes with a small bonfire.

She looked at the dark sweet potatoes in the fire, and asked with some doubts: "Hey, fat man, can a hunk eat this thing?"

"Don't worry, I specifically asked my mother before, I could eat roasted sweet potatoes for six months when I was a child, and my daughter is called Qi Diao Yuting, not Qi Diao Macho."

Just as he was talking, Qi Diaodun suddenly felt his hand was empty, and when he looked down, he was shocked.

The cricket that was still in my hand just now has been caught by my daughter and stuffed into her mouth! !
"Oh!! Hurry up, Yuting spit it out!! This thing can't be eaten!!"

Just when Qi Diaodun was in a hurry to fight for the cricket with his daughter, Dangdang came to them.

When the lacquered hunk saw his mother approaching, he immediately raised his hands up and shouted, "Mother! Hug."

Loud Dangdang reached out to pick up the fierce lacquer carving man, and said to the lacquer carving brothers and sisters: "Let's go, you guys go back and pack your luggage, we should set off."

Qi Diaochan stretched vigorously, and said with a sigh of relief: "Ah, I can finally leave this ghost place. This place is so boring that I would run down the mountain to eat meat."

When Qi Diao Dun saw that Dang Dang took the stalwart Qi Diao away, he asked her with some hesitation: "Miss Dang Dang, what are you taking Qi Diao Yuting with you?"

Xiang Dangdang hugged his daughter and walked towards the Shaolin Temple, "Do your own thing well and don't mind it."

Just a few steps away, who would have thought that Qi Diaodun quickly ran in front of Dang Dang, with a very nervous expression, and stretched out his hand to snatch the slut Qi Diao over, "Sister Dang Dang, I know what you are going to do!! This is our daughter, She can't be placed in Shaolin Temple!! How old is she, you are so relieved??"

Loud Dang frowned slightly, with a hint of hostility on his face, "You kid is getting more and more capable, what do I need you to ask??"

Facing Qi Diaodun, who was a little angry, he refused to give in at all, grabbed his daughter and pulled her into his arms, "My son told you to throw you into the Xuannv school, so I won't say anything, my daughter will never do it!!"

"I said let go!!"

"No... don't let go!!"

The lacquered hunk caught by the two burst into tears.

Seeing the crying daughter, Dangdang stopped entanglement and clenched a fist with one hand, hitting Qi Diaodun's head with a hammer, Qi Diaodun quickly turned to the left, and swung the Dangdang fist against his head.

But she taught the lacquer carving kung fu, how could this kid's reaction be so loud that he didn't expect it.

Following Dang Dang's arm slightly folded, with a sound of "Peng", the elbow as hard as iron hit Qi Diaodun's face directly.

Qi Diaodun's face swelled instantly, and he lay down on the ground with his eyes turned back.

With a single hand, Dangdang snatched his daughter back from the fainted Qi Diaodun.

"Qi Diaochan, take this kid back, I'll come over later." After finishing speaking loudly, he turned and walked towards Shaolin Temple.

After a stick of incense, in the Dharma Hall of Shaolin Temple, Abbot Xinming looked at the baby girl in Xiangdang's arms, his eyes twitching, "Tai...Taiwu, what did you just say?"

Loud Dangdang was a little impatient, "Didn't I just say, let my daughter be your disciple of Shaolin Temple?"

"Amitabha, but...but our Shaolin Temple has always only accepted male disciples."

Dangdang walked to the side and sat down on the stool. "Don't be so rigid, you have the final say in Shaolin Temple now, so you accept her if you say so."

Xinming had an expression on his face as if he had eaten a fly.Hastily shook his head. "It's not right, it's not right, it's not right. I hope Taiwu will forgive me."

"Isn't it right??" Dang Dang's thick black eyebrows raised slightly, "That's fine, I wanted to leave at first, but since this is the case, I will stay here. When will you promise me to leave?"

Hearing this, Xinming's eyes froze for a moment, and then he waved one hand, and a razor appeared in his right hand.

With a few strokes of "swipe, swipe, swipe", the top of the lacquered macho's head became as smooth as her mother's.

"Amitabha, I think this girl has a destiny with Shaolin, so I will accept her as a disciple of the poor monk, and the name will be long."

(End of this chapter)