The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 172 Yin Ziwen

Xiang Dangdang walked over with the mother-child spring cocoon in his hand, leaned against a tree and ate it.

While eating, Dangdang fanned the aroma of the food with his hands.

"It smells so good." As expected, after a short while, the little fat man stood up, looking at Loudang with curiosity in his eyes.

Looking at the girls in the distance, one after another, eating something he had never seen before.

The little fat man grabbed a rattle and walked to the side of Dangdang.Looking up at Dangdang, his eyes were full of curiosity. "You... what is in your hand, can you give it to me?"

Sure enough, it was a child, who was hooked so quickly, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he handed over the plate in his hand.

Suddenly, a big calloused hand stretched out from the side, blocking the loud plate.

The owner of the big hand was a middle-aged man with a thin figure and a plain appearance. She was the bodyguard of the little fat man.

He looked at Dangdang with vigilance in his eyes. "Taiwu is being polite. Young Master Yin can't eat these for the time being." After speaking, he was about to drag the little fat man away.

Before he could speak loudly, the little fat man became unhappy. He threw the wave drum in his hand on the ground forcefully, and yelled angrily, "No!! I just want to eat, I want to eat!!!"

"Young Master..." The middle-aged man looked at the fat man who was cheating.

"Why, are you still afraid that I won't be able to poison you?? Didn't you see that I would eat again???" Dangdang passed the plate over again.

The middle-aged man looked at the little fat man who was about to roll on the ground, he took the resounding plate and tried a bite first.

After finding that there was nothing abnormal, he put the small plate of mother spring cocoons in front of the little fat man.

Seeing that the delicious-smelling food came back, the little fat man stopped crying and couldn't wait to take it, and began to nibble on the snow-white spring cocoon.

When the little fat man took his first bite, his eyes lit up, "Wow, it's so delicious, I've never eaten such a delicious thing."

Glancing at the Gorehowler cultist next to him, he asked loudly to the gobbling little fat man, "Little guy, what's your name?"

"My name is Yin Ziwen, and I'm three years old." The little fat man said while staring at the plate in his hand.

Yin Ziwen, isn't that because he wants to find the son of the leader of the Blood Roar Cult? ?There was a sudden joy in my heart.

"Hey, do you have any more? It's too little." Yin Ziwen held up an empty plate and looked at Dangdang with eager eyes.

"Yes, come with me, as much as you want." Dang Dang turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

"My lord, we should go back, or the lady will look for you." The middle-aged man next to him obviously didn't want the little fat man to have too much contact with the successor of Taiwu.

But the little fat man had already been conquered by the dish just now, he didn't pay any attention to what he said, and followed closely behind Dang Dang with expectations in his eyes.

"Brother Long, let's take the young master back forcibly. That woman is a descendant of Taiwu, I'm afraid something will go wrong." A long-haired man among the four of them faced the middle-aged man who seemed to be taking the lead just now. The man said.

"Okay, you can take him back. If Madam asks why his son is crying, you will bear it alone."

"Eh..." The man was speechless, he couldn't bear it, the blood boy who made the young master cry last time, can't get out of bed until now.

"Go, you go and call a few more brothers over. You must keep a close eye on this descendant of Taiwu." After saying this, Brother Long hurriedly followed the little fat man.

After arriving at the kitchen, under the expectant eyes of the little fat man, Dangdang began to display his top cooking skills.

With the kitchen knife flying up and down in Dangdang's hands, plates of delicious dishes were quickly put on the table,

A table of all kinds of delicious food, not only made Yin Ziwen salivate, but even the guards beside him swallowed greedily.

Before Xiang Dangdang finished, Yin Ziwen couldn't wait to start eating.

After she put the last gourd on the table, she sat by and watched the little fat man eat.

Although this Yin Ziwen has a good appetite, he is only three years old after all, and he hasn't finished eating a dish without egg yolk.I couldn't eat anymore.

He looked at the other untouched delicacies with regret in his eyes, and he shouted to his guard next to him: "You all take these back, I will continue to eat at night."

While those believers were loading dishes, Yin Ziwen walked up to Dangdang and said to her: "You are a good person, you are my friend, will you cook delicious food for me in the future?"

"Of course, come here anytime." Xiang looked at the little fat man with a smile on his face.

Seeing the little fat man and those people leaving, Dang Dang put his hands behind his back and happily walked towards his residence.

Although this Yin Ziwen is too young, he probably hasn't learned how the blood boy can't die, but this can be regarded as a breakthrough.

In the days that followed, Yin Ziwen completely became a prisoner of Dangdang's gourmet food. He would find Dangdang every now and then, asking her to cook all kinds of delicacies that only she could produce.

The so-called first-time raw and second-time acquaintance, after a few times of contact, it was discovered that Dangdang was really just cooking for Yin Ziwen, and the guards also became familiar without knowing it.I no longer stared at Dangdang with the eyes of a thief.

At noon alone, Yin Ziwen asked Dangdang to come over for dinner again, and his guard chatted casually at the door of the kitchen.

Seeing Yin Ziwen who was gobbling it up, Dang Dang pretended to be curious and asked: "Boy, can you take back the delicious food that you can't finish, and share it with your father and mother?"

Yin Ziwen shook his head vigorously, and said with disgust in his eyes: "Give it to father, not to mother. My mother is a bad person."

"Is your mother a bad person? Why is she a bad person?"

When he heard Dangdang ask why, Yin Ziwen was stunned. After thinking for a while, he raised his head and said to Dangdang, "I don't know. My aunt told me that she is a bad person, and she is a bad person."

Hearing this, Xiang Dang thought to himself: "It seems that Yin Mingjiao's empress in the palace is not a good quarrel, even such a young child is trying to provoke dissension."

"By the way, don't you have brothers and sisters??? You don't feed them either??"

"No!! Hmph! They...the two of them go to the city to play every day, and never take me there."

Fang Dangdang knew that the two people Yin Ziwen was talking about should be Yin Mingjiao's two sons, Sha Jinbi and Fan Mengyu, who were raised by others, and these two people were really resounding targets! !

No wonder I couldn't find anyone in the Gorehowl Cult, it turned out that they weren't in the Gorehowl Cult at all.

(End of this chapter)