Three Burials of the Tang Dynasty with Bronze Head and Iron Arm[Comprehensive English and American]

Tony's reaction was crisp and straightforward. In short, the "Uncle", the sorcerer who called it was simply elated, and the heart of a Buddhist child completely turned into spring water.

"Well, well, you are indeed the good son of Howard and Maria, and the Sa family knows that you will not deny me as an uncle!"

The mage's eyes were full of tears, and his infinite pampering turned into blood. While wiping his tears, he said with great satisfaction: "Go and explain to your niece and daughter-in-law, and introduce you to the Sajia. After seeing your grandniece, Sajia Go do it again."

Tony looked thoughtfully at the mage's delicate face, and muttered, "Actually, it's okay to say that I'm your uncle. You look too young. Is this the aftereffect of traveling through time and space? I don't know." Can Morgan understand this magical relationship?"

After finishing speaking, his expression became relaxed, he squeezed the baby fat of the ginseng doll in a funny way, and said briskly: "Come on, little guy, Mo Xiaogen will like you, you are as cute as her doll, and She looks too young, grandpa, are you ready for a meeting ceremony?"

When the mage saw that Tony was in the mood to joke, he knew that he had let go of his guard, chose to believe what he said, and subconsciously got close to him, and couldn't help but laugh.

"The gift is you, Iron Man Tony Stark."

The mage patted him on the shoulder, pulled out a red ribbon from the ginseng doll, tied a bow around the neck of the rich man with a mustache, and said leisurely: "Little girls like this, especially the one with the pink bow."

Tony, who looks like a Christmas present: "..."

He handed the ginseng doll, which was tired from crying and began to take a nap, to the mage, straightened his tie uncomfortably, trying to make himself look more decent, and then knocked on the door of the wooden house very nervously——Tony has always been for himself Guilt over his death, unsure if his daughter would accept it, even though she loved him so much.

Sure enough, as the mage expected, both Mo Xiaogen and Xiaojiao liked this belated gift very much.

The one who opened the door was Morgan Stark, Iron Man's precious daughter. The little girl was obviously taken aback when she opened the door, and confirmed to Tony in a low voice: "Papa?"

After more than three months, Little Morgan has basically understood the meaning of death, which means that her father who would love her six thousand times has left her. Although she still doesn't quite understand why her father came back, none of that is important.

"Baby, I miss you six thousand times every day."

Tony half-kneeled on the ground with bloodshot eyes, and hugged his dazed and ignorant little daughter into his arms. A big tear fell into Morgan's home clothes, making the color of the small piece of fabric on her shoulders fade. A little deeper.

Then he said: "Did you hear that? At least six thousand times, twice as many as you may be more, and...Morgan, did you steal my strawberry popsicle?"

I have to say that the husband and wife have a tacit understanding. As soon as he finished speaking, the voice of Little Pepper came from the kitchen: "Mo Xiaogen, it's time for you to eat. By the way, your strawberry popsicles are halved today. I found out that you ate them secretly." It's been several times."

Tony blinked quickly, trying to let the tears evaporate quickly, then he stood up holding his daughter, coughed lightly, and immediately put on the Stark smile that best reflected his masculinity, ready to face his wife and Beloved.

There was no response, Little Pepper's voice paused, there were rustling footsteps from the kitchen, and she asked suspiciously: "Friday, who is here? Can you call it a surprise visitor? See you soon, I..."

Little Pepper's next words were stuck in his throat.

"Won't you welcome me home with a French kiss, honey? I seem to remember that there is a saying that... a little goodbye is better than a newlywed?"

Tony raised the corners of his lips quickly, and flew a charming wink over. If it weren't for his red eye circles and trembling fingertips, this sentence is actually quite convincing: "I smell the smell of lamb chops Is it specially prepared for me? It seems that it is not too late for me to come back."

"Tony, my God...it can't be, it can't be."

Pepper stared into Tony's eyes tightly, as if he would disappear in the next second, repeated twice in disbelief that it was impossible, but she still rushed up in the next second, unable to control herself tears, while holding his lover's face and trying to confirm that he is real.

"You're back, you nasty little bastard..."

Pepper didn't notice the existence of Sanbu and Ginseng Doll at all, Tony's presence was in his eyes, and he cried without any scruples: "You know I can't accept the pain of losing you for the second time, right? Don't tell me It's fake."

"Of course honey, when have I lied to you? You can threaten me by breaking my donuts anytime."

Tony kissed the cheeks one by one with his wife and the other with his daughter, and comforted him: "You may not believe it, but in fact, I have always been by your side, and death can't separate me from you. Think about it, is this romantic? of?"

Pepper twisted the soft flesh on his waist romantically.

"Okay my dear, I'll explain the specific part to you tonight. First, let me introduce you to the uncle who resurrected me."

Tony raised a hand as a gesture of surrender, and then signaled: "There are still people here... My dad's friend is about the same age as Captain America who has never been frozen. According to his seniority, he should be my uncle. Traveler."

Speaking of this, he felt speechless. The Avengers tried their best to steal and steal some Pym particles. The two back and forth in the Quantum Realm had to save money, but this uncle who appeared suddenly made time and space travel As a potluck.

Obviously, Pepper had the same idea as him, and his expression became cautious and shocked in an instant: "Time traveler?"

"That's right, the kind of time travel in the literal sense."

Tony briefly explained the principle of his resurrection, and finally said to Pepper: "Tony Stark in every time and space is the nephew of the magician, and I am also one of them. In short, you don't need to ask others, just call him uncle first." By the way, by the way, let Cap and Sam know."

Hearing this, Pepper smiled gratefully at the mage, and sincerely thanked him for bringing Tony back to her side. After thanking him, she said softly, "Hello."

Little Morgan understood a little bit, and when she looked at San Zan, she unconsciously became closer. She put her arms around her father's neck, and whispered to her mother, "Thank you, uncle!"

Tony is an archangel and his daughter is a cherub.

The mage was thrown into a state of insanity by the little girl's cute uncle and grandpa, and couldn't help smiling with a bit of contented foolishness: "Okay, okay, they are all good children!"

Little Morgan received the compliment, covered his cheeks and smiled shyly, then looked curiously at the ginseng doll in the mage's arms, and whispered, "Who is this?"

The little ginseng doll has woken up, and found that the little princess with caramel-colored eyes was looking at her, her eyes widened nervously, and stammered: "I, I, I, I am a ginseng doll with great powers and delicious taste. You can go out of the living room and into the kitchen, if you can’t buy it, you can’t lose money and you can’t be fooled!”

Little Morgan said with a confused face, "?"

Although I didn't understand, this little sister is really super cute, even more beautiful than her doll!

The chubby ginseng doll held her breath nervously: "!"

"From now on, this is our little sister. Does Mo Xiaogen like her? The little guy will stay in our house."

Tony took the initiative to take the topic, and explained a few words to Pepper in a low voice. Seeing his daughter's happy expression, he encouraged him to continue: "Can you ask her name?"

Little Morgan jumped out of his father's arms, ran over to grab the chubby ginseng doll's hand, and said friendlyly, "My name is Morgan, Morgan Stark, what's your name?"

The ginseng doll has an unlovely expression on his face: "My name is...Little Carrot, we are late grown-up grass and tree fairies, especially the medicine ones, I don't have a name yet, but Grandpa Ginseng calls me Baby, and the mage calls me Little Carrot, you Call it whatever you want."

Morgan hugged her comfortingly: "Then you can also be called Stark, just...Little Carrot Stark, how about it?"

The mage looked weird and choked in his throat.

And the ginseng doll happily jumped eight feet high: "Really? That's great, I will also be a carrot of the Stark family in the future, do you mind giving me a flower pot? I can pull two hairs for you Mom content! I'm super helpful!"

She once again solemnly repeated: "If you can't buy it, you will lose money, if you can't buy it, you won't be fooled. Our ginseng dolls are all high quality and cheap!"

So little Morgan happily pulled the ginseng doll into his father's arms together: "One person on each side, papa has two arms, the left side hugs me, and the right side hugs the little radish, okay?"

A family of four can be said to be happy and harmonious.

The mage looked at this warm scene and compared it with Tony standing lonely by the river half an hour ago, talking to little Morgan who couldn't hear him or see him. At this moment, he was almost moved to tears.

The mage rolled up his sleeves, turned around and was about to go out.

Tony hurriedly asked to stay: "Where is this going?"

The mage had a loving expression on his face: "Don't move around here, just return when you go to Sajia, and I will bring you back the Black Widow and Loki."

After all, he went out like a gust of wind.