The fact that the boss had a child was definitely a great piece of news for Ding Ning's people.
The Green Cloud Security, the Zodiac Army, the Ghost Intelligence Organization, and even Bai Xiaolou and You Wuji who were far away in Europe all teleported back to Paradise Island to celebrate with their boss.
That night, Ding Ning's private armed forces gathered on Paradise Island for the first time. The tens of thousands of people congratulated their boss for getting a daughter, which made Ding Lie and the others dumbfounded.
Ding Lie had tried his best to overestimate Ding Ning's strength, but he didn't realize until now that he had underestimated his son.
Apart from the shock, he was sincerely happy and gratified. Plus, he had reunited with Su Ningxiang after a long time. After a discussion with the Headmaster and the others, Ding Lie decided to retire. He handed over the Shura Mercenary Group, as well as the forces and connections he had built up abroad, to Ding Ning.
Ding Ning didn't stand on ceremony and accepted them all. His father and the others had been wandering for so many years, and it was time for them to enjoy themselves.
Zhu Wuxia, who had stepped on Paradise Island for the first time, was dumbfounded and shocked. When she saw her grandmother, she excitedly rushed over and called her master. This made Ding Ning feel very embarrassed.
Zhu Wuxia was his woman, but he didn't expect her to be his grandmother's disciple. Wasn't there a gap between them?
Grandma beamed with joy, took Zhu Wuxia's hand, and asked about her well-being. When she learned that Zhu Wuxia turned out to be a force cultivated by her son, and now she had been working for her grandson, she sighed with emotion. This was probably fate.
The scene was joyful and harmonious. Ding Ning generously took out a large amount of demon meat and organized people to light a bonfire for a barbecue. He also took out the wine that he brewed and drank it as if it cost nothing.
Women couldn't be exposed to the wind or wash their hair during confinement. Otherwise, it would be easy to get sick. But with Ding Ning, the miracle doctor, everything was easy.
Night Lone Ranger held the child with a doting and happy smile on her face. The elders also surrounded her and asked about her well-being. They almost worshipped her on the altar, which made Night Lone Ranger feel very embarrassed.
The family was reunited and they were happy to have a daughter. While they were drinking to their heart's content, Ding Dian and his wife, Ding Lie and his wife, as well as Uncle Xiaowu and the other elders, unceremoniously occupied the right to name the child. Even Ding Ning, the father, had to stand aside.
Although these elders had their own unique skills, they had no talent in naming, just like Ding Ning. They almost fought with each other, but they didn't think of a name that could satisfy everyone.
Although Ye Linglong was also a daughter-in-law, she had the title of Solitary Master, so she was barely one of the lucky ones who named their children.
After thinking about it again and again, Ye Linglong said shyly, "Today is the day of Ding Ning's family reunion, and he also has a daughter. It can be regarded as double happiness. Otherwise, the child's nickname can be called Shuangyan."
"Double happiness? Not bad, not bad. Although it's a bit tacky, it's more festive. It's not suitable as a scientific name, but it's quite suitable as a nickname. "
Ding Dian was the first to clap his hands and agree, and the others also expressed their satisfaction. Thus, the child's nickname was determined.
Ye Linglong beamed with joy. It was the first time for her to name a child, and she was approved by everyone, which made her feel very accomplished.
"Linglong's words remind me. Today is our family reunion, and it happens that double happiness is born. As the saying goes, good things come in pairs. Today is a rare day. How about we name the child Ding Wushuang?"
Su Ningxiang raised her eyebrows, suddenly thought of a name, and said with great interest.
"Wushuang? Ding Wushuang. Although it sounds a little neutral, it fits the occasion and has a profound meaning. I think. "
Ding Lie pondered over the meaning and was the first to raise his hand to agree.
What a joke! Based on his apology to his wife, he would not hesitate to raise his hand to agree, not to mention Su Ningxiang's suggestion of naming the child Ding Wushuang, which sounded very domineering and beautiful.
"Shuangyan is a girl, and she is Ding Ning's first child. Wushuang means unique, and it can also be extended to unparalleled beauty. I think it's OK."
Grandma was the second to raise her hand to agree.
Three of Ding Ning's four close relatives and elders had agreed, so Ding Dian naturally would not spoil the fun and immediately raised his hand to agree.
Well, all four close relatives had agreed, and the name was really good. What other opinions could the others have? They all nodded in agreement.
"The official name is Wushuang, and the nickname is Shuangxi. Baby, did you hear that? This is your name."
Night Lone Ranger was very satisfied with the name, holding Shuangxi, who was full of energy, and said happily.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
Little Shuangxi danced and squeaked in a childish voice, as if to express the joy of his name. His cute appearance made everyone love him.
Ding Qianlie's eyes flickered, and she happily pulled Ding Ning to the side and whispered, "I got inspiration from the name Shuangxi and thought of a good name. Our son will be called Ding Wuque in the future. What do you think?"
"Wuque, perfect and flawless. Good, Ding Wuque is a good name, and it matches Wushuang's name. That's settled."
Ding Ning savored the name carefully, clapped his hands and cheered with delight.
Ding Qianlie rolled her eyes charmingly and ridiculed him with a smile, "Can you be the head of the family?"
Ding Ning's expression froze, and he did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Right, with so many elders here, it's not the father's turn to name his son."
But when he saw Ding Qianlie's resentful eyes, he suddenly became heroic. He put his arms around her slender waist and vowed, "I don't believe that I, as a father, can't give my son a name."
"Then how can you persuade them?"
Ding Qianlie sympathized with Night Lone Ranger very much. As a mother, she was not even qualified to name her daughter. She did not want to follow in Lone Ranger's footsteps and hoped that her son's name was given by her as a mother.
"Don't worry, leave it to me."
Ding Ning confidently patted his chest and promised. Then he happily pulled his mother aside and began to flatter her with a cheeky smile, which made Ding Qianlie, who was secretly watching him, not know whether to laugh or cry.
But she also knew that as long as Ding Ning could persuade her mother, the name Ding Wuque would basically be settled.
After all, among the three generations of the Ding Clan, if one were to say who they owed the most, it would undoubtedly be Su Ningxiang, the woman who had silently endured more than twenty years of people pointing fingers at her.
Ding Dian and his wife and Ding Lie all felt that they owed her. As long as she asked, they would never refuse her.
As expected, Su Ningxiang was also very satisfied with the name Ding Wuque. She immediately pulled Ding Lie aside and whispered to him. After getting Ding Lie's unconditional support, she immediately informed Ding Dian and his wife, and then publicly announced that the baby in Ding Qianlie's belly had been named Ding Wuque.
Everyone applauded and thought it was a good name. Only the Headmaster of the Academy expressed deep regret that Ding Ning's first daughter did not use the name he had given her, and he was still waiting to name his first son. He did not expect that the name would be decided so quickly on the spot, which made him feel that he was a hero who had no place to use his skills.
Ding Qianlie got what she wanted and couldn't stop smiling all night. She rushed to hold Little Shuangxi and teased him. She even called it an internship so that she wouldn't have the experience of holding a child after her son was born.
Night Lone Ranger could only roll her eyes secretly. The first branch was too domineering. Little Shuangxi was a piece of flesh that fell from her body.
As a mother, she had held the child for less than five minutes since she came out of the delivery room. Before she was satisfied, the child was snatched away by Ding Qianlie again.
Fortunately, she was a sensible and considerate woman. She knew that everyone loved Little Shuangxi from the bottom of their hearts, so they rushed to hold her. As a mother, she shouldn't be angry, but should feel proud.
Of course, she was very clear that the biggest reason was that there were too many sisters. Even if each of them held the child for only five minutes, more than an hour had passed, and this was when all the sisters were not present.
But there were advantages and disadvantages. Although she would definitely have less time to hold the child, at the same time, with the help of so many sisters, it would be much easier for her as a mother in the future, right?
The bonfire party was in full swing. Ding Ning had many women, and they were versatile. Each of them could perform a show, which was enough to support a performance.
What was more, there were many Demon Clan maids, who were also good at singing and dancing. Paradise Island was filled with thunderous cheers. Everyone was eating the fragrant barbecue around the bonfire and drinking the good wine they brewed. Singing and laughing were endless, and the atmosphere was very lively.
With the help of Sister Qiao, the God of Food, Ding Ning finally got rid of the identity of a barbecue cook and drank with all the friends who came to congratulate him.
When they were half drunk, when the half-drunk and half-sober soldiers were itching to go up to the stage to learn from each other, Wasp, who was in charge of guarding the number one villa of the Shengshi Huating Courtyard tonight, called and told Ding Ning that someone was visiting.
Knowing that it was Zhou Changqing, the president of the Anping Martial Arts Association, who came to visit, Ding Ning had to be teleported to the Shengshi Huating Courtyard to receive him, although he was a little reluctant to leave at this time.
Not to mention other things, Zhou Changqing had cooperated with the National Warrior's Mansion to secretly investigate the infiltration of the Descendants of God Organization into various sects, so he had to give him face.
Moreover, he had promised in public that he would give an explanation to Tian Yingzi of the Sky Mountain Sect, who was affected by the battle and had to cut off one of his arms, so he had to meet Zhou Changqing, the middleman.
"Senior, it's really impolite of me to visit you so late at night."
Seeing Ding Ning coming down from the stairs on the second floor, Zhou Changqing, who was drinking tea, hurriedly stood up and greeted him. He cupped his hands and bowed very respectfully. He actually bowed to Ding Ning as a junior.
"President Zhou, you are too polite. How dare I call myself senior? You are slapping my face."
Ding Ning had always been a person who would respect others tenfold. Seeing Zhou Changqing bowing so respectfully, he hurriedly stepped forward and reached out his hand to help Zhou Changqing stand up. Zhou Changqing was not surprised.
After all, he had seen Ding Ning's great power on the Rain Prayer Platform that day, so Ding Ning's strength was at least at the peak of the Half God Realm. In this life, he could only look up to Ding Ning's back. So he stood up and said humbly, "There is no seniority in learning, and the one who has reached the peak is the teacher. Senior Ding, you have great achievements and care about your country. You are worthy of respect, and you deserve this bow."
"President Zhou, if you still regard me as an outsider, I will have to drive you out," Ding Ning said unhappily with a straight face.
Ding Ning said with a straight face. Seeing Zhou Changqing's embarrassed face, he took his arm and let him sit down on the sofa. He smiled and said, "Chairman Zhou, we are friends now. Please don't call me 'senior' in the future. If you think highly of me, you can call me younger brother in the future."
As the president of the Martial Arts Association, Zhou Changqing was naturally not a pedantic person. Seeing Ding Ning being so polite, he secretly sighed that Ding Ning was broad-minded and did not care about trifles. At the same time, he said with a forthright smile, "Since Mr. Ding thinks highly of me, I will seem pretentious if I continue to be wishy-washy. As for the two words" younger brother ", I will never call you that. How about calling me Mr. Ding from now on?"
"It's up to you."
Ding Ning said with a noncommittal smile and made him a cup of tea.
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