Raising Baby in Apocalypse

"You, what is your attitude?" Chen Chaogong's subordinates smashed the table.

The people around the noodle stall stopped the work in their hands, stood up, and squeezed the bones of their hands, it seemed that they were ready to rush over to tear Chen Chaogong in general.

Chen Chaogong had a dark face, and stood up and went to look for a fat man. This ghost place now even gives him a face?

I was watched all the way to the doorstep of the fat man's house. The fat man's house was no different from other people's houses. Because he was afraid of death, the fat man deliberately built his home next door to Enron's house.

安 In this hundred-flowered city, the Enron family is also very recognizable. Its size is about the same as other houses, but the flowers and plants are more lush than any other house.

When Chen Chaogong passed by An Ran's house, he deliberately glanced into it. The short fence surrounded a small yard. There was a platform in the yard. An Ran was rolling up his sleeves and put the child in a trolley to feed. In Baihua City, like a warlike warfare, sit on the platform and wash a child's urine pants with a plastic bathtub.

While washing, she was still thinking, "Zhan Anxin, Zhan Anxin, you can no longer learn to pee yourself, you have no pants to wear. Are you a beauty, are you ugly with bare butt?"

"Ugly ~~~" Doll 懵懵 understands, picking up the last word of Zhan Lian to answer, hehe laughed so badly.

It ’s a very common picture, but I ca n’t help teaching Chen Chaogong ’s eyes to become red. The more the chickens and dogs in ordinary life are broken, the more Chen Chaogong thinks about his little grandson. He is a politician. Now, he should now bring his grandson at home and retire.

It's such a picture. He taught Chen Chaogong the thought of wanting to say a few words with An Ran, and quickly slipped away. He didn't stop and went directly to the fat man's house. Before he could shoot the door, the fat man opened the door. The complexion of scars on his face was startling.

The fat man's face was a little shaggy, his hair looked at Chen Chaogong in a disheveled look, his eyes were a little dazed.

The subordinates of Chen Chaogong are smiling with a bowed head. It is impossible to imagine this hundred-flowered city. The so-called leaders can come out to meet guests with such dignity.

The fat man doesn't care what his image is. His five fingers chopped up his messy hair, yawned, put on his clothes, and asked uninterestingly:

哦 "Oh, Grandpa Chen, come to me for something?"

He said, behind his back, Wu Simiao, who was also disheveled, came out, and Wu Simiao's face was also scarred with scarlet willows, especially on the back of his hands, his eyes were equally blank, and he stood behind the fat man, teaching everyone a blank expression.

"You two ????"

Chen Chaogong frowned and stared at the skepticism of the fat man and Wu Simiao, but his subordinates suddenly opened their brains, and their faces were very ambiguous.

The fat man thought dumbly and thought, looking at the expressions on everyone's face, he jumped up afterwards, shouting:

什么 "What? What happened to the two of us ???? We had a fight last night and drank some wine. What do you look like? Something to say, did you come to find the difference ????"

In the world, Chen Chaogong and his subordinates thought too much one by one.

The fat man was so angry that being a Wei An man with absolutely normal sexual orientation, he could not accept such an insult. nt

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