Chapter 1: Go find this bad guy!
"Big Rice Pot, go find this unlucky guy!"
The two-year-old rice pot looked at the master with grievance and said in a whimper, "You naughty boy, don't you want to stay here anymore?"
The old master sighed helplessly, "I'm old now and can't take care of the big pot anymore. When your mother brought you here, there was a photo tucked inside your swaddling clothes. It said 'unlucky man', your father. Now he's very wealthy and can provide you with good food, clothing and shelter. Besides, you're well versed in metaphysics and can predict the future. It just so happens that your father is having bad luck. If you can help him change his fortune, he won't treat you unfairly."
In fact, the master chef was reluctant to give up the big rice pot, but their temple really couldn't afford it.
Ever since Dafanguo was a year old, she'd learned to tear things apart, either by dismantling his own bed or the temple's cabinets. She'd even reduced the chairs we'd painstakingly purchased to scrap metal. She'd bought a few new electric scooters to make it easier to get down the mountain to procure groceries, but within a week, the wheels had been torn off by this little girl.
The temple didn't make much money, so the simple folks lived frugally. But the little one was a real eater. An average adult man might only eat three bowls of rice, but she'd use a rice pot four times bigger than her face and eat three in one sitting.
Since the temple is a vegetarian place, the little guy has no oil or water in his stomach, and he has to eat several big pots of dishes every time to feel full.
"Shi Fu, I won't leave. I will stay with you." There were tears on the chubby little face of Big Rice Pot, and the little fleshy arms like lotus roots hugged the master.
The old master squatted down and wiped her tears.
It was just the cold wind blowing from the roof that made the hairless old master always feel cold on his forehead.
He looked up and found that the roof, which had been repaired last week, had several tiles removed by the little girl.
At this moment, the old master hardened his heart and took out a touch-screen phone from his pocket.
He is already in his seventies, but in order to send the little one back to the Gong family, he specially learned how to download videos.
"My dear, look at your daddy, he's so handsome. You couldn't see him in the photo just now, but you can see him moving in this little video!"
Yes!
This little girl also has a habit of liking handsome guys.
Usually, young men who come to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha are asked for a lot of WeChat by her.
When Dafanguo heard the magnetic and pleasant voice coming from the video, he stopped crying instantly.
She raised her little face and saw a man in a suit and tie, tall and handsome, noble and dazzling, appear on the screen.
That handsome face looks a lot like her!
The big rice pot's originally wet eyes suddenly lit up.
The little hand took the master's phone and said, "Hey, what bad luck!"
This guy's emotions come and go quickly.
She immediately shouldered her pink backpack and slid onto the back seat of her senior's e-scooter. "Shifu, don't miss me too much. I'll be a good kid and come back after I inherit Daddy's fortune."
The old master's face froze, and he hurried to catch up. He saw that the young master, who was so eager to send this devil away, had driven the tram down the mountain in a flash.
"Really? Who told her to snoop on the Gong family's wealth? She was clearly taught to help her father Gong Lingxiao change his bad luck. After all, a wealthy family like the Gong family wouldn't welcome a child who suddenly appeared out of nowhere."
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It was the first time for Dafanguo to come to the bustling City A. Seeing the hustle and bustle of traffic, he excitedly stood up from the back seat and shouted "Yo-ho" all the way.
"Hi, handsome guy~ Boo boo!" She enthusiastically blew kisses to the young man passing by.
The senior brother who was running the electric stove was embarrassed, and he knew that this girl was good at society.
"Hi, pretty lady, add a W cross! I'm single!" The big bowl of rice is like opening up the Ren and Du meridians, and I can't help but say hello to everyone I meet.
After all, she had never seen so many people in the temple.
"Strange ~ It feels unlucky!" Big Bowl Rice's watery eyes looked sharply at the Rolls-Royce in front of her.
The car is in the same place as them.
The senior brother asked, "Could it be your father?"
Because the master said that if he wanted Gong Lingxiao to claim the big rice pot, he had to help change his luck.
"Big Rice Pot, I'll put you in the front first. I'll take you there after I park the car..."
Before the young master finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the rear of the car was a lot lighter.
He turned around and found that the meat ball was gone!
"You bastard! Wait for me! I am your son~"
The loud voice was like a shrill loudspeaker.
As soon as Gong Lingxiao got out of the car, he saw this chubby little thing standing in front of him.
The rice pot ran too fast and was panting heavily. Now his mind was blank: "Damn it! Damn it! I am... your daddy."
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