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One Hundred Days

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    Leisurely wind, leisurely cloud, leisurely rain, plus a leisurely fish.

    Newly replaced leather sofa, custom-made coffee table, cat poop coffee specially purchased from the production place, and a pot of Yuqian Longjing.

    Perhaps, this is the essence of life.

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

    However, it is acceptable to have a light rain once in a while, which is as moist as crisp.

    Days, like a video that is played in a loop every day, the only difference may be the date on the cover page of the newspaper.

    At the door, the old man walked in with a big cardboard box in his arms.

    The things in the box were obtained by Lawyer An from a trustee, and they are all luxury consumables that the boss usually needs.

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

    ? At the beginning, the old Taoist also felt that this hell is also going downhill, and Lord Yan began to give gifts and bribes.

    However, the number of times is too many, and the old man becomes numb.

    After carrying things in and tidying up, the old man picked up the rag and started cleaning.

    The first thing to clean was the painting hanging on the wall.

    The people in the painting are dressed in fluttering white clothes and are suave. The two monkeys in the painting, one is honest and cute and the other is vivid.

    The old man wiped the position of the picture frame carefully, and checked whether there was any dust and stains on the picture.

    "Boss, I heard from Old Zhang that he is going to bring his great-great-great-great-grandson home tonight."

    "Go back to the door?"

    Zhou Ze raised his head in surprise.

    Xiaofeng's child was just born a few months ago, he knew it, and estimated that the child would be a hundred days old.

    It doesn't matter if you say bring the child back for everyone to see. What do you mean by going back to the door?

    "It's just a celebration."

    "oh."

    Zhou Ze responded and continued to pick up the newspaper.

    After the old Taoist finished wiping the edge of the picture scroll, he took another sneaky look at the boss. Seeing that there was nothing unusual there, he breathed a sigh of relief, and sneakily took out his mobile phone to send Lao Zhang a WeChat message.

    In fact, he knew why Lao Zhangtou took his child back to the bookstore for a hundred days. This child had devoted all of Lao Zhangtou's hard work this year.

    From when the child's mother was pregnant to after the child was born, the unsung hero, Zhang Tou, had a lot to worry about.

    Now that the child is 100 days old, when he returns to the store, if the boss can recognize him as a godson, Guigui, then he will really get married.

    Even if you can't recognize your godfather, just let the child eat some of the natural treasures that Yan Luo deliberately collected and sent over to please the boss. As long as you pay attention to the right amount, that is a great blessing for the child!

    It can only be said that it is pity for the parents of the world, especially after Lao Zhang is gone.

    Alas, sometimes the old Taoist also feels that Lao Zhangtou is quite pitiful, just like an old man who lost his only child.

    Putting down the rag, the old man went to the kitchen to find Xu Qinglang, and told him about the matter.

    Old Xu smiled, apparently the old man couldn't hide his thoughts from him, but he just nodded and said he understood.

    In the evening,

    I don't know what Lao Zhangtou did. In short, Xiaofeng and his wife brought their 100-day-old child to the bookstore.

    Boss Zhou continued to lean on the sofa, and didn't bother to get up to greet the guests.

    The threshold of the study house is very high, even if Yan Luo came to the door, he would bring a generous gift, otherwise Boss Zhou wouldn't even bother to look at them.

    Xiaofeng walked over purposely and handed Zhou Ze a cigarette.

    Zhou Ze took the cigarette and nodded to Xiaofeng.

    "Come on, boss, take a look, take a look, this baby is so cute."

    That is, the old Zhangtou with the size of a little boy hugged his grandson and sent it to Zhou Ze, as if offering a treasure.

    Zhou Ze glanced at the child,

    Honestly,

    The child still has to be a few months older to be really fun, and the eyebrows and eyes can be opened a little bit, and the pink and tender will be interesting.

    Now, it's still a little too small.

    Fortunately, Boss Zhou didn't directly comment on "ugliness", but just nodded with obvious perfunctory.

      Yingying came back from outside now, holding two baked potatoes in her hand, both of which were borrowed from the plant in the wax museum that was cultivated with fairy servants as fertilizer.

    "Wow, this kid is so cute."

    "Hey, cute, isn't it?"

    Seeing that Yingying liked children, Lao Zhangtou was immediately encouraged, and brought the child to Yingying like a treasure.

    It's the same if you can't handle the protagonist, but you can't handle the mistress.

    If Lawyer An was here at this time, he would definitely hit Old Zhang on the head.

    Sure enough, after Yingying saw the child, people around her could clearly sense her loss.

    Although the old Zhangtou didn't know the reason, he also realized that he seemed to be photographed on the horse's leg.

    Seeing Yingying's disappointed expression, Zhou Ze also sighed.

    It has been almost a year, and there is still no news from Yingying's stomach that has been defrosted.

    Boss Zhou's body is just for convenience, and it still looks like Xu Le, but in fact, this body was re-condensed with the power of thunder when he won the hook.

    so,

    There is no question of who gets green.

    But the reason why Yingying couldn't conceive, the problem still lies with him.

    In ancient times, hundreds of clans contended for each other, but now, it has withered into what it looks like, especially on the side of the monster clan, where 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 offspring, just like a pond, it is so big, and the number of fish that can be raised actually has a maximum value.

    Because of this, the divine beasts in ancient times disappeared quickly after experiencing several turmoil and wars in succession. It was really difficult to reproduce, and they were damaged a lot in the wars, and they couldn't recover at all.

    In myths and stories, there are many breeds of hybrids between gods and animals, and it is also because of this reason, such as two unicorns, whose bloodlines are too high, it is really difficult to give birth to offspring, so they can only choose to find some low-level life forms for hybridization.

    However, Boss Zhou is not in a hurry, just take your time.

    If you can't envy those who are hit by a single shot, and those who can't come, then you can only slowly pursue a state of unintentional insertion.

    "dinner time."

    Xu Qinglang has already served the food on the table.

    "Okay, okay, eat, eat." The old Zhangtou breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been pardoned.

    Zhou Ze took his seat at the main seat, and everyone sat down afterward.

    Lao Dao and the others are in charge of enlivening the atmosphere, and the dinner table is lively.

    only,

    Looking at the table full of dishes,

    Looking at this baby who has just been a hundred days old,

    seems to always feel that,

    Something is missing.

    The door of the study was suddenly pushed open at this moment,

    The figure of a middle-aged man appeared at the door,

    scratching my head,

    Some shyly shouted:

    "Hey, what a coincidence, I'm eating them all!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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