Datang broom star

But things have to work out.

Shao Peng said: "This matter has a great impact on that child."

Jia Pingan said lightly: "Small things, someone will take care of them."

play tricks

Just crush it!

Zhao Di is an old book friend, the old leader of the warehouse and the big husband.We will meet again in Datang, thank you for your support.

good night.

Chapter 331 My Son

There are many legends in the past dynasties.

Especially for those big people, the family has worked hard for their future...

——When my son Long Aotian was born, auspicious clouds descended from the sky, immortals saluted, and divine dragons descended to earth!

——When my son Leng Binghan was born, there was red light in the delivery room, and the fragrance was strong, and he was ten years younger when he sniffed it. His father just took a sip, and instantly changed from a youth to a baby.Not to mention, my mother still has to breastfeed him.

This is a fraud by the elders of the family for the future of the child.

The way of fraud has a long history, and of course there is more than one kind.

There is another kind of person who grows up to be awesome, for example, if he becomes an emperor or an important minister, he will brag about himself.

——Let’s go out and talk about it, and say that when I was born, there was a giant tiger carrying Ganoderma lucidum from the mountain, there was a phoenix dancing and singing on the delivery room, and a fortune-teller passed by outside the imperial city and exclaimed: This is the birth of Mingjun!

Historians like to record such gods and gods to show their solemnity.

But everyone knows that Han Gaozu was an idler, Tang Gaozu was a grandma...

Now some people say that the direction of the palace is shrouded in dark clouds, gestating something.

This is the reverse operation.

Other people's children are born with auspicious clouds, but when your Wu Mei's child is born with dark clouds, what does this mean?

This child was born with an ominous name. Even if Li Zhi knew that it was the ghost of Queen Wang and others, he still felt uncomfortable. left out.

"Good trick!"

Jia Pingan thought about it in the value room, and then went out immediately.

He went to do some shopping and then went home.

Ming Jing is practicing.

It is said to be cultivation, but it is actually meditation.

"Meditating is a waste of life."

Jia Ping'an's voice came from outside.

Ming Jing's heart was broken in an instant.

"Come out, there are good things."

Ming Jing rolled her eyes, thinking that this gentleman is really too cynical.

She opened the door and came out, and Jia Pingan went to the study first.

Ming Jing followed a few steps and realized something was wrong.

How do I look like a puppy?

This state is not right!

Ming stopped.

Jia Pingan turned around and smiled, and said in a low voice, "Then keep it secret."

He called Hongyan over.

In the study, Jia Pingan took out a small bowl with liquid from the bottom line of the table.He made a thread out of it and put it on paper to dry.

"Do you know how many ways to order tofu?"

Hongyan shook his head, "I don't even know how to make tofu."

That's safe.

Jia Pingan got a copper coin and tried to smooth the surface.

After half of the work, Jia Ping'an raised his head and realized that he was a little stupid, "Come on, keep doing it."

"Why?" Hongyan felt that he should not do rough work.

"If you don't work, you won't eat." Jia Ping'an looked like a capitalist.

Hongyan played for a long time, and his hands were worn out...

"Look at it."

No matter what type of woman they are, they love their skin.If the skin is fair and tender, the heart is dark and refreshed.If the white and tender skin is broken, how distressed it is!

There is water in Hongyan's eyes...

"You are just a stinky skin." Jia Pingan said casually: "It is just a stinky skin that contains our souls. Some can reach the other side, and some are drowned halfway. The more you care about this stinky skin, the better the chance of attaining enlightenment." Low."

Hongyan pursed her mouth: "Mr., mutton with skin is also delicious. Last time, Mr. Lang said that you should eat it with the skin. I thought that vegetables should also be eaten with the skin."

Jia Ping's head was full of black lines, and he felt that he had done a lot of evil.

Then he wrote a character of filial piety on the copper plate and threaded it with soaked thread.

"You..." Jia Pingan looked at Hongyan, "You are too honest, sit down."

Hongyan's heart trembled, and he said in a trembling voice, "What are you going to do, sir?"

She took a step back, Jia Pingan got up and came over, "Sit down!"

This is to...

Hongyan was stiff all over, "Lang Jun..."