Chapter 1170

Wind, cloud, rain, and a fish.

The new leather sofa, specially made tea table, cat excrement coffee purchased from the production place, and a pot of Longjing before rain.

Maybe this is the essence of life.

Boss Zhou put down the newspaper in his hand. Outside, there was a light rain. To be honest, he didn't like rainy days very much. What he wanted more was the feeling of warm sunshine on his body.

However, it is acceptable to have a little rain once in a while.

The only difference may be the date on the front page of the newspaper.

At the door, the old man came in with a big cardboard box.

The things in the box are all the luxury consumables the boss usually uses. They are all brought by lawyer an to his relationship agent.

Inside, there are even some other members of Yan Luo.

At the beginning, the Taoist priest also lamented that the hell was under the influence of the world, and that the Lord of hell began to give gifts and bribes.

But many times, the old way is numb.

After coming in with things, Lao Dao picked up the dishcloth and began to clean.

The first thing to clean is the picture hanging on the wall.

The people in the painting are in white and elegant clothes. The two monkeys in the painting are simple, lovely and vivid.

Lao Dao carefully wiped the position of the picture frame and checked whether there was dust and stain on the picture.

"Boss, listen to Lao zhangtou. He's going to take his great great great great great great great great great grandson home tonight."

"Back to the door?"

Zhou Ze raised his head somewhat unexpectedly.

Xiaofeng's baby was born just a few months ago. He knows it. It's almost a hundred days.

It doesn't matter to bring the children back to you. What do you mean by saying "go back to the door"?

"It's just a celebration."

"Oh."

Zhou Zeying continued to pick up the newspaper.

After the old Taoist wiped the edge of the scroll, he took a furtive look at the boss's side. There was nothing unusual about the boss, and he took out his mobile phone secretly and gave Lao Zhang a wechat.

In fact, he knows why Lao zhangtou took his child back to the bookstore for 100 days. This child has devoted all his efforts in this year.

From the time when the child was pregnant to the time when the child was born, Lao Zhang, the unsung hero, didn't worry too much.

Now the child is 100 days old. When he returns to the shop, if he can be recognized by the boss as a dry son, turtle and turtle, he will really get a haircut.

Even if they fail to recognize their godfather, they will let the children eat the Tiancai and Dibao sent by the Yanluo people in order to please the boss. As long as they pay attention to the right amount, it will be a great blessing for the child!

I can only say that it's poor parents' heart, especially after Lao Zhang is gone.

Alas, sometimes Lao Dao also thinks that Lao Zhang is pitiful, a loose old man.

Put down the dishcloth, the old man went to the kitchen to find Xu Qinglang, and said something.

Lao Xu smiled, obviously Lao Zhang's mind could not hide from him, but he just nodded and said that he knew.

In the evening,

I don't know what Lao Zhang did. In a word, Xiaofeng and his wife came to the bookstore with their children who had just come a hundred days ago.

Boss Zhou continued to lean on the sofa. When the guests came, he was too lazy to get up to greet them.

The threshold of the study is very high, even if Yan Luo comes to the door, he will bring rich gifts, otherwise boss Zhou won't even look at them.

Xiao Feng came here specially and gave Zhou Ze a cigarette.

Zhou Ze took the smoke and nodded to Xiao Feng.

"Come on, boss, look, look, how lovely this child is."

That is to say, Lao Zhang, a little boy, rushed to Zhou Ze with his grandson in his arms, like a treasure offering.

Zhou Ze has a look at the child,

to be honest,

the child still needs to be a few months old to be really fun, and the eyebrows and eyes can also grow a little, the powder is tender and tender, so it's interesting.

Now, it's still a little too small.

Fortunately, boss Zhou didn't directly comment on "Ugliness", just nodded with obvious perfunctory.

Now Yingying came back from the outside, holding two baked potatoes. They were all borrowed from the plant that was cultivated by the wax museum with the immortal slave as fertilizer.

"Wow, how lovely the child is."

"Haha, lovely, isn't it?"

Seeing that Yingying liked his children, Zhang was immediately inspired and approached Yingying like a treasure offering.

I can't decide the Lord. It's the same with the master mother.

If lawyer an were here at this time, he would knock Lao Zhang's head hard.

Sure enough, when Yingying saw the child, people around her could obviously perceive her loss.Although Lao Zhang didn't know the reason, he also realized that he had photographed the horse's leg.

Zhou Ze sighed when he saw Yingying's loss.

Nearly a year ago, the belly of the unfrozen warbler has no news.

Boss Zhou's body is just for convenience or Xu Le's appearance, but in fact, it was formed by the force of thunder when he won the hook and ascended to the sky.

therefore,

there is no question about who is green.

But the reason why Yingying couldn't conceive it was him.

In ancient times, hundreds of ethnic groups contended, but up to now, it has withered into what it looks like, especially the demon clan. Two or three cats and dogs dare to jump out and dominate.

Because the higher the level of life, the more difficult it is to conceive children. It's like a pond, which is so large. In fact, the number of fish that can be raised is the highest.

As a result, after several turbulence and wars in succession, the ancient beasts disappeared quickly. It was really too difficult to reproduce. They lost a lot in the war and could not recover at all.

In the mythology, there are many kinds of crossbreeding between animals. For this reason, for example, two unicorns are too high in bloodline to produce offspring, so they have to choose to find some lower life to crossbreed.

However, boss Zhou is not in a hurry. Take your time.

Can't envy those who hit with one shot, envy those who don't come, then we can only slowly pursue a state of no intention.

"It's dinner."

Xu Qinglang has brought the food to the table.

"Good, eat, eat." Lao Zhang's head is forgiven and he has a long sigh of relief.

Zhou Ze took a seat in the main seat, and then everyone took a seat.

Lao Dao is responsible for the active atmosphere. It's lively at the dinner table.

Just,

looking at the dishes on the table,

looking at the baby who has just been a hundred days,

seems to feel that there is something missing in

.

At this time, the door of the study was suddenly pushed open, and the figure of a middle-aged man appeared at the door,

scratched his head,

shouted shyly:

"Oh, it's so cute, all eating!"