urban life

Chapter 451 My Uncle
"There are fruits in the black pocket, including apples, bananas, grapes, dragon fruit, and your favorite durian, but you can't eat too much durian, otherwise it will cause gestational diabetes."

"In the white pocket are snacks, walnuts, dates, figs"

"In the blue pocket is your lunch today, there are multigrain rice, shrimp and eggs, fried diced chicken with colored peppers and corn, steamed sea bass, and stewed old hen.

This old hen is good. Free-range chickens raised with grain have lived for at least five years. They walk on the ground all day. They are pure street sluts. They are most suitable for helping pregnant women to replenish energy and blood and strengthen their physique. You have to drink all of them. It’s a waste, the hen stewed for you is more than 1 yuan, which is too expensive.”

Downstairs in the company, Zhou An picked up three pockets, each containing various things, and was telling Mrs. Zhou.

Just found out that she was pregnant, Hou Mengting still wanted to go to work, and had no plans to give up work for the time being, Zhou An didn't say much.

He understands that it is a kind of torture to make Hou Mengting stay at home to raise a baby in the early stage of pregnancy.

Not everyone has nothing to do like Zhou An, and sometimes they need to work to adjust their lives.

During Hou Mengting's pregnancy, work can make her happy.

Pregnancy is important, as is your physical and mental health.

"Okay, okay, I get it." Hou Mengting pursed her lips, "Don't treat me like a child, gossiping, chirping."

"Hou Mengting, you ruthless bitch." Zhou An looked helpless, "I got up early in the morning to get these things for you old man, I stewed the old hen for at least two hours, can you be a little grateful. and--"

Speaking of this, he paused for a while, and continued: "I'm not talking, I'm crooked, don't you have any idea?"

"Hey." The delicate face bloomed, looked around, and lowered his voice a little, "Mr. Zhou doesn't babble, he can turn."

Female hooligan!
Under Zhou An's influence, now Hou Mengting's driving skills and speed are as good and as fast as his.

Sometimes he can't beat a woman.

Seeing that Zhou An had nothing to say, Hou Mengting smiled sweetly, and straightened her clothes in the car mirror. Although she didn't have a big belly, she was also wearing loose clothes. It is a small and exquisite flat shoe, simple and simple, but extraordinarily charming.

"Okay, don't go up, you're too lazy to run." Hou Mengting took the three bags and raised them, her eyes flickering, "Thank you Mr. Zhou for your care and love, the little girl will keep it in her heart, and wait for the flowers to bloom and fade." , after October, I will make a promise with my body to repay Mr. Zhou."

"You can die if you don't pull Wen?"

"Crazy!"

Hou Mengting stretched her neck while answering, her red lips were printed on Zhou An's face, then she smiled hippiely and walked towards the company.

Seeing Mrs. Zhou disappearing from sight, Zhou An shook his head helplessly, then turned around and drove away.

When she came to the company, Hou Mengting nodded her head in response to the greetings from many subordinates, and at the same time, the corners of her mouth curled up silently. Her aloof temperament was much less, and she suddenly became more friendly.

She entered the office, randomly opened a bag of beef jerky, and chewed slowly.

"Yeah!"

The door of her office opened directly, Xiang Jing closed the door, and then rushed towards her with excitement and excitement on her face. When she rushed halfway, she seemed to have thought of something, she suddenly turned pale with shock, and stopped abruptly. Stay at a vigorous pace.

boom!
Xiang Jing's body hit the chair in front of the desk, and fell down along with the chair.

But in less than two seconds, Xiang Jing got up immediately, stared at the calm and calm Hou Mengting with wide eyes, and said in an excited tone: "Yes? How old? How many months? Male and female What constellation? What blood type?"

"Type O." Hou Mengting responded.

"Tingting, you lied to me." Xiang Jing tilted her head and thought for a while, "She hasn't come out yet, how do you know she has type O blood, maybe she has type A blood."

Hou Mengting looked away from the computer screen, nodded to Xiang Jing, her eyes were a little surprised, this best friend knew that she was cheating, she still had some brains, then looked Xiang Jing up and down, and replied unhurriedly: "Just look at your legs."

Xiang Jing followed her gaze and also looked at her legs.

I collided with a chair just now and made my legs bow-legged.

"Ouch." Xiang Jing, who was belatedly aware of the pain, sat on the chair tremblingly, screamed heart-piercingly, and screamed for ten seconds, as if she had just remembered the business, and hurriedly Interrupting the "casting spell", she looked at Hou Mengting curiously, "Have you got it?"

"No. 20 three times. You have already asked me 23 times." Hou Mengting rolled her eyes, "Xiang Jing, you still have to use your brain more sometimes, otherwise you will be prone to dementia when you are old."

After Xiang Jing got the news, she had already asked Hou Mengting 23 times, which made her very upset.

How did you make such a girlfriend.

"Hey." Xiang Jing didn't reply, with a bright smile on her face, "I'll make sure, just in case you two make a mistake."

"hey-hey."

"I'm also about to be an aunt."

"Is it better to have a boy or a girl? Boy is good, Pishi, I don't cry easily when I play with him; um. Girl is good, I can put on beautiful makeup for my little niece."

"Oh, it's so confusing."

Xiang Jing was intoxicated in the world where she was about to become an aunt, and she kept on being silly.

Hou Mengting twitched the corners of her mouth, she didn't know about having a boy or a girl, but her best friend was embarrassed, and even played with her son and asked her daughter to put on makeup.

This is what being an aunt is about.

Resisting the urge to kill Xiang Jing, she turned her head to the computer screen, not bothering to pay attention to him.

"That scumbag, be careful, you won't be able to pay for anything you smashed."

"Su Lihui, what are you doing with that ink? Everyone else is busy, but you know how to be leisurely, hiding under a tree to smoke, and help Jiang Ming quickly."

"Jiang Ming is not a buddy. Let me tell you, you are getting weaker and weaker now. You used to be able to lift a cabinet of several hundred catties by yourself, but now you can't even lift a table. You are living like an old man, right? "

"And Jiang Tianlei, why are you staring at me? A man can pout, roll his eyes, and talk coquettishly. With your virtue, it's no wonder Rui Han doesn't like you."

"Huh!" Jiang Tianlei put down the small bench in his hand, put his hands on his hips, pointed at Zhou An, and said angrily, "Uncle, you use child labor, I want to call the police. And Rui Han likes me, your words are too much gone."

"Use a fart." Zhou An didn't take it seriously, "Helping me move is considered child labor? If you don't understand the law, don't talk nonsense. Be careful, I will sue you for defamation."

With the decoration of the new house completed, the wedding date approaching, and Mrs. Zhou's unexpected pregnancy, Zhou An began to consider moving her family from the Yushuiwan community to the bungalow.

Adapt to everything around you early, so as not to be in a hurry after marriage.

Moreover, compared to Yushui Bay, bungalows are obviously more suitable for pregnant women to live in. The fresh air is good for pregnant women to breathe, and the quiet area is also good for physical and mental health. In addition to the spacious space, bungalows have a big yard, which can let That extremely lazy woman has a place for a walk.

He felt it was time for a change of scenery.

Zhou An started to move by himself. Hearing that he was going to move, Deng Hengtao and Su Lihui volunteered. Jiang Ming and Jiang Tianlei came to play with him and joined him.

"Brother An, are you going to die for finding a moving company?" Deng Hengtao stopped, smoking a cigarette and said, "Can I help you pay for it?"

"Don't leave the ink." Zhou An responded, "If you don't want to move, you can go back and serve Yuan Yu."

After hearing the words, the scumbag remained silent.

Moving is physical work, and the body is exhausted. Serving Yuan Yu is not only physically tiring, but also hurts the mind.

There is one thing to say, Zhou An's things are not heavy, small things are extremely precious, and many of them have commemorative significance. He handed over the big things to the moving company and made them casually.

"Uncle, we are helping you move, why are you directing us? It's unreasonable." Jiang Tianlei said loudly.

"Reasonable?" Zhou An patted his round head, "Is it reasonable for you kid to slander me?"

A few days ago, the kindergarten teacher asked the children to make a poem.

What Jiang Tianlei did was:

my uncle.

ah!My uncle is a child.

oh!My uncle is a waste.

ah!My uncle is a fish.

ah!How could I have such an uncle?
Is this poetry?

Do not!
It was a serious life attack on Zhou An.

After reading it, Zhou An was so angry that he went to the kindergarten to settle the accounts in person, and forced the bear to change it. However, when he left the kindergarten, Zhou An noticed the strangeness in Rui Han's eyes.

His glorious and stalwart image suddenly went bankrupt.

Zhou An could see that there was a reason why bear children were often beaten.

Time to fight!

"Uncle~" Jiang Tianlei looked at him timidly, trying to defend himself.

But before he could say anything, he glared at Xiongzi, who shrank his head, raised his eyes to look at Jiang Ming next to him, and changed the subject very cleverly, "Dad, I also want to live in such a big house. "

"Think?" Jiang Ming asked.

"Think!" The bear nodded heavily.

"Think about it, you kid can't afford it in ten lifetimes."

Jiang Ming knows the price of the house, which is several hundred million.

Jiang Tianlei tilted his head and asked, "What about the eleventh life?"

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It's easy to do things with many people.

Zhou An planned the project for a few days, and it was completed in one day.

After moving some precious small items, the sun had already set, Zhou An looked to the west, the blood-red sunset was like a bowl of blood spilling red on half of the sky.

He seemed to have seen the days in the future, plain and beautiful.

Zhou An invited a few people to have a meal, and after the meal, they went back to their respective homes and looked for their mothers.

As the night gradually fell, he drove to the Anting company building and stopped directly at the gate. The security guard wanted to stop him, but seeing that it was Zhou An, he immediately raised his head and bowed his chest and bowed his stomach respectfully. Watch as he enters the mansion.

When he came to the door of the company, Zhou An couldn't help looking at the signboard.

Hmm. Good name.

"Mr. Hou today is a bit strange."

"What's so strange?"

"Just now when I delivered documents to Mr. Hou, she actually smiled at me and said thank you. Damn, I was scared to death."

"Fuck! It's so fake."

"But it's true. The smile on Mr. Hou's face has never stopped today. He is very gentle. It seems that something very happy has happened to him?"

"What's the matter?" Zheng Li didn't feel any difference and asked curiously.

"I don't know." A colleague shook his head, then touched the other person, "You have a good relationship with Mr. Hou, I'm curious to ask."

Zheng Li peeled the melon seeds, discarded the husks, gathered the seeds together, and poured them into his mouth after a hundred. The taste was simply too enjoyable: "If I don't go, I won't bother myself."

The colleague was very curious about what could have caused Leng Ruobinghou to change like this. After thinking about it for a few seconds, he said, "I'll give you 100 yuan."

"Boss Hou is pregnant."

"Yes?" At this moment, a deep voice attracted the attention of several receptionists. They looked along the source of the sound, and immediately paled in shock. They stood up quickly and greeted, "Hello, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou An nodded in response, kept silent, stretched out his right hand and raised it as a gesture.

Several receptionists looked at each other, confused, not understanding what he wanted.

Zheng Li peeled the melon seeds expressionlessly, and said flatly, "He wants your 100 yuan."

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The colleague who said to give 100 yuan twitched the corners of his mouth, took out his mobile phone, and scanned the 100 yuan distressedly at Zhou An's payment code.

"Smart!" Zhou An nodded in satisfaction after seeing the money in the account, and said to Zheng Li, "For your cleverness, let me do you a favor."

"What are you busy with?"

"Help you eat the melon seeds."

While speaking, he took the peeled melon seeds, quickly poured them into his mouth, and then ran into the company at a speed of 180 miles.

Zheng Li was stunned for a moment, as if he had been struck by lightning, he sat there blankly, his whole body motionless, his eyes widened, and the front desk staff did the same, twitching their faces, and then looked up at the victim .

I saw Zheng Li's small eyes were red, and his lips were shaking all the time, as if gathering all the strength in his body, he shouted loudly: "Zhou An, I swear against you."

The voice reverberated in the company, tearing the heart and breaking the heart.

However, Zheng Li's pain was not responded to. At this moment, several colleagues around were discussing the matter of Hou Mengting's pregnancy.

"Fuck! Big news, Mr. Hou is pregnant."

"No wonder she has changed so much. After having a baby, even the coldest woman will become gentle."

Another colleague seemed to remember something, patted his forehead, and said, "My 100 yuan, that's half a month's living expenses. Mr. Zhou is such a big boss, how can he covet my petty gains, he's too stingy."

"Forget it, if you don't give it to Mr. Zhou, you will give it to Zheng Li."

Another colleague said seriously: "Who said I want to give it to her, can't I owe it?"

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Zheng Li felt that she was wronged, that she was the most hurt person in the whole world.

(End of this chapter)