The Four-Year-Old Cutie Goes Down the Mountain, and That Handsome Guy Is My Dad

[Lucky-charm cutie + adored by everyone + little foodie]

Once upon a time, there was a mountain called Langlang Mountain. On it stood a temple of turnips, and inside lived a little Taoist girl named Qiqi.

When Qiqi was four, her master passed away, and she had no choice but to go down the mountain in search of her family.

Then a gang of dimwitted thieves came to rob a tomb and blew up the turnip temple.

The Taotie and Pixiu that had been sealed beneath it escaped and ran amok, nearly scaring a group of tomb raiders to death.

With no other choice, Qiqi drew her peachwood sword, bobbed along with her hair tied into two high buns, and went to drive out the evil spirits.

But she never expected that one little gulp would make all the demons and monsters disappear. The only problem was the side effects.

Qiqi is hungry. She wants food. Two huge pots of rice, please.

Qiqi is broke. She wants money. A mountain of gold and a mountain of silver, please.

Just as everyone was ready to refuse to feed little glutton Qiqi, a handsome man made a dazzling entrance.

Handsome Dad: “Little dumpling, from now on, you’re my daughter. I’ll protect you!”

Qiqi: “Handsome Daddy, can Qiqi have three pots of noodles today?”

Handsome Dad: “Of course! If it makes Qiqi happy, eat up!”

Her eight other powerful big brothers: “If Second Uncle can’t afford to raise you, you still have us!”

Qiqi rubbed her little hands together. “The spicy skewers on the street, the little treats across the road, and the sweet drinks downstairs all look so tempting!”

Her powerful big brothers: “Here’s a globally limited black card. Go wild!”