It's too much fun, I'm pregnant by pretending to be a man

Uncle Chen said this through gritted teeth, but Bo Zhengheng generally couldn't tell that he was angry.

Just as Bo Zhengheng was about to speak, the little ancestor shouted.

"Thousands of chairs? Then I have to count them, along with my great-grandpa. I'll count them here, and you'll count them there."

"Can you count? Do you understand how to count?" Bo Zhengheng said disgustedly.

"The blood of the Bo family bleeds in my body. If you look down on me, you look down on my father and my grandfather, and you look down on yourself."

"Hoo, I have such a powerful mouth." The little ancestor finished speaking in one breath and even praised himself.

Bo Zhengheng gave his little ancestor a thumbs up, "Awesome."

After praising him, the little ancestor yelled at You Liang again, "Oh, as expected of our family's irritating spirit. I was convinced and cursed him over and over again in one sentence."

After Bo Zhengheng finished shouting, he saw that the little ancestor had already begun to count the chairs, so he hurried over, fearing that he would be slow and fail to count the little bastard.

Youli looked at the old and the young, and she was convinced by her grandfather.

I live a really free and unrestrained life, with one main focus: I want to be happy.

Seeing that Bo Zhengheng was here, Feng Ting rubbed his face. Damn it, all the famous people in the imperial city were probably invited.

He shouldn't believe what you said...

Gu Huaijin also looked at the old man and the young man. His people had never made any mistakes in doing such a thing.

It is said that a banquet with a hundred tables and a thousand chairs means a hundred tables and a thousand chairs.

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Cola came over on a balance bike and gestured to ask when he could eat.

Bo Zhengheng and his little ancestor had just finished counting the tables and chairs when they walked over holding hands.

You Li is afraid that grandpa will be taken over by his little ancestor and he will twist his butt with him again.

If he really did that, Uncle Chen would really beat him.

"Have you eaten? No one has come yet. What should we eat?"

The little ancestor didn't learn sign language in vain. When he saw Uncle Coke's signs, he quickly asked.

You Li: "Is your great-grandfather not a human being?"

Bo Zhengheng: "Am I not a human being? Isn't your housekeeper a human being?"

"How can you two be human? You two are living gods!" There was nothing the little ancestor could not say.

You Li applauded his son. This mouth is not only irritating, but also very coaxing.

You Li indicated to Coke that it was time to eat, she was already hungry.

A banquet with a hundred tables, a thousand chairs, and seats for a thousand people. Although Bo Ye promised his son that he would host a banquet with a hundred tables.

But he couldn't really invite so many people to the base.

Agreeing to do it is because the father must keep his word, and this is to teach his son to be trustworthy.

However, he cannot satisfy the child as soon as he comes up with something.

This is not an expression of loving him, but harming him.

After all, when he goes outside, not everyone can pamper him like a parent.

When the time comes when his requirements are not met, he may not be able to bear the psychological gap.

Therefore, for today's hundred-table banquet, only Grandpa and Uncle Chen were invited, and the rest were people who were already at the base.

Normally everyone wants to eat, but instead of eating in the restaurant, they eat in the lobby.

Because there were a lot of people in the base, it was changed to a long table and everyone sat together.

Those hundreds of tables and thousands of chairs have all become the backdrop...

For the sake of excitement, Coke prepared hot pot, and because there were many people, he prepared six kinds of pot bases.

If you like spicy food, you can eat butter or vine pepper pot bottom.

If you can't eat spicy food, you can eat mushroom soup or clear soup pot bottom.

If you can't eat spicy food and don't want to eat something too bland, you can eat tomatoes or the bottom of a sour soup pot.

For convenience, Coca-Cola prepares a single-person mandarin duck pot, so that one person can eat two flavors of pot bottom at the same time.

Not to mention all kinds of dipping sauces and ingredients, everything is prepared.

Every time he sees these delicious foods, You Li wants to quickly find a wife for Coke.

But there was never a suitable one, and she jokingly said it twice.

Coca-Cola always has the expression "I'm still a child, I can't fall in love early".

It's hard for her to say anything about it. If she says it too much, it's like she's trying to trick a child into learning bad things.

The little ancestor crossed his arms and looked at his parents as if he had been deceived.

It's not that he was angry, he just felt that his moral practice was still too shallow.

Where is this?

Neither Youliang nor Bo Ye looked at their son, leaving him to stare at them.

Feng Ting didn't eat or sleep well last night. He didn't eat breakfast either. Although he was hungry, he had no appetite.

But now, because of the hundreds of empty tables and thousands of chairs, my appetite was whetted.

I made a butter pot and a mushroom soup pot, and cooked meat and vegetables in one, which was very satisfying.

Bo Zhengheng looked at the mushroom soup pot and tomato pot in front of him and was not satisfied. He also wanted to eat the butter pot.

However, Lao Chen would not allow it. If he hadn't cheated, he would not have been given the tomato pot, but a clear soup pot.

Lao Chen is getting harder and harder to talk now. He has a straight face, as if he is disobedient.

Seeing the little ancestor not eating, he was holding his little arms and groaning angrily.

Bo Zhengheng teased, "Zai'er, why are you eating today?"

The little ancestor pointed to the empty tables behind him and the hot pot table in front of him.

Qi said, "My apprenticeship banquet, a hundred-table banquet was promised, but the result is this..."

"Yes, yes, your apprenticeship banquet will test your ability. Where is your apprentice?" Bo Zhengheng asked knowingly.

"Why are you pretending? It's not like Grandpa doesn't know. He's just a guy who can't stop eating."

He wanted everyone to know that this was his apprentice, but the result was this...

Bo Zhengheng looked at Feng Ting and shouted, "A Ting!"

Just as Feng Ting was about to put the bamboo shoot tips into his mouth, he paused and looked up at Bo Zhengheng.

Ever since the relationship between the Bo family and the Feng family was no longer good, he had never heard his aunt and uncle call him Ating again.

This sound made Feng Ting's eyes sore.

Maybe the butter pan smoked his eyes, and he actually wanted to cry...

"Thanks to your apprenticeship banquet, my aunt and uncle will also have something to give you."

When Bo Zhengheng spoke, Uncle Chen had already handed a document to Feng Ting.

"Your cousin and cousin-in-law should have given it to you, but your cousin-in-law said that I am the elder and you have to give it to me before you want it."

"She also said, if you don't want to be pretentious, I'll beat you up and you'll have to suffer."

You Li rolled his eyes at Grandpa and said he would give it as long as he told the truth.

Feng Ting looked at the document in his hand. It was an equity transfer document.

This is the equity of the Feng family that has been acquired by outsiders over the years. Now it has been taken back and transferred to him...

Feng Ting's hand holding the document trembled slightly, as the blood rushed to the top of his head and his nose felt sour.

He couldn't control his emotions...

You Li raised his eyebrows slightly and counted softly.

"Three, two, one, cry to my cousin..."