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

While Qin Fang was talking to Xiao Lang, the little ancestor swung his little arm and stuck the scimitar on the tree trunk.

Although it's not as handsome as the one made by Youli Zhan, part of the tip of the small scimitar has already been pierced into the trunk of the tree.

You must know that this is a small scimitar. Even if an adult comes to play with it, he may not be able to understand it clearly.

But the little one who is over one year old can play very well in just a few minutes!

"Why doesn't Master take the little ancestor away!"

"It's okay to keep little Sweet Pea, she just likes to pout."

"It's okay to keep the prince, he just likes small milk bottles."

"I just left one who likes to play with knives..."

Even the complaints made by Xiao Naiyin are easy to hear.

"Just leave the little ancestor behind. Whether we can go home depends on him." Qin Fang said and stood up.

"Can we go back?" Xiaolang asked casually.

He didn't even think about this problem anymore. When he first came out, he still thought that one day he would go back.

However, as the young master's condition became more and more serious, he no longer thought about this problem.

He has been studying for the past two days whether he can breed better cattle.

You can’t always eat seafood, you also have to eat beef and mutton.

The beef they raise now is not very tasty.

"Definitely. I have been dreaming about the prince and little Sweet Pea for the past two days. I miss them."

There was a hint of crying in Qin Fang's voice.

For more than a month after the birth of the three children, he took care of them by himself, and the relationship was naturally deep.

Although he has a headache every day because of his little ancestor's naughty nature, it does not affect his love for his little ancestor at all.

If it weren't for the safety of the prince and little sweetpea, he would really be reluctant to send them back.

But this is also what his master asked for...

When she was still conscious, she made an agreement that after the two children were born, they would be sent back to Bo Ye.

No one expected that three children would be born.

It was Xiao Xian'er's decision to keep her little ancestor.

He didn't say why, only that it was destined.

Xiaolang asked casually, "Do you just want them?"

After living with Qin Fang, Qin Fang called Su Yan's name several times at night after he was asleep.

Sometimes the voice is very angry, and sometimes the voice is very aggrieved.

Another time when he called, Qin Fang cried...

Although he was dreaming, he felt that if he thought about it day by day, he would dream about it at night.

"Not only are you rude now, but you are also very gossipy. I still want to talk to you."

Qin Fang finished speaking coldly, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Xiaolang sighed choked by Qin Fang, why did he break his mouth? Where's the gossip?

Does he... want to do it?

Bian Qing must have hated him to death if he left without saying goodbye.

If he really went back, Bian Qing would probably kill him.

It would be nice not to go back...

When the little wolf raised his head again to see the young master and the little ancestor.

The little ancestor was pulling the scimitar from the tree trunk by himself.

His arms were short and his legs were too short to reach the knife, so he stood on tiptoes vigorously.

The young master just stood there with his arms folded and stared coldly, "Silly, you can't jump?"

"Brother, you are so fierce." The little ancestor said this, but he still jumped a little obediently, but he couldn't reach it.

Keep jumping, keep tiptoing, keep reaching for the knife.

After getting the knife, he took a few steps back, then continued to throw the knife with his arm.

Little Wolf didn't care anymore. With the young master here, this little scimitar would definitely not fall on the little ancestor.

He should continue to study how to make better cows!

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Bo's old house

After Bo Zhengheng hid the candy, he shouted, "Old Chen, Old Chen, why are my eyelids jumping back and forth?"

"Please show me quickly, why do I feel like something big is about to happen?"

This is the candy Fu Huailou bought for Mumu. Mumu fed it to him once and he thought it was delicious.

But Lao Chen wouldn't let him eat it, so he had to eat it secretly.

Uncle Chen was pruning potted plants in the side hall and pretended not to hear what the old man said.

When I want to make some excuse every day, I just say that my eyelids are twitching.

Bo Zhengheng shouted again, "Old Chen, Old Chen, please pay attention to me."

"I'm busy." Uncle Chen replied helplessly.

"Is that broken potted plant more important than me? Come here quickly."

The old man had forgotten that the broken potted plant he was talking about was once very precious to him.

Uncle Chen was so annoyed by the old man that he had no choice but to walk over with a look of helplessness on his face.

"If you stop stealing some candies, nothing will happen."

Can Uncle Chen not know what the old man did secretly?

Mumu said every day that there was less sugar, and there were only a few people at home.

Just think about it and you will know who stole it.

I have no idea how old I am.

Bo Zhengheng immediately shouted, "Who stole the candy and ate it? Why are you still wronging me? The older you get, the worse you get."

The old man's voice became so loud when he was wronged that Uncle Chen didn't even bother to confront him.

There are only a few places to hide things. If he really digs it and can't find the candy, he won't be the butler anymore.

"Please tell me quickly..." Apologize

Before Bo Zhengheng could finish his words to force Lao Chen to apologize, he was interrupted by Bo Huainan who ran in.

"Great grandpa, great grandpa..."

Bo Zhengheng said angrily, "What is your ghost name? You scared me to death."

Bai was brewing emotions, but was interrupted.

Bo Huainan ran in with excitement and hugged Bo Zhengheng directly, "Grandpa, I'm so happy."

"Then you'd better not be happy and live a good life."

Bo Zhengheng said and patted Bo Huainan on the back again, "Let go, you're strangling me."

"Grandpa, I made an appointment with Y, and she promised to have dinner with me tomorrow night."

"You haven't eaten or drank with her. Tell me what she likes to eat."

The more Bo Huainan talked, the more excited he became, and at the end he was so excited that he patted his great-grandfather on the back.

"Did you drink too much? Will Y go on a date with you?" Bo Zhengheng didn't believe it at all. Would Y have the temperament to fall in love with Bo Huainan?

It's not that Bo Huainan is bad, but he is not Y's type at all.

"Really, every time she races, I go there, and she is moved by my sincere persistence."

"Tell me to have a good chat with me tonight."

After hearing what Bo Huainan said, Bo Zhengheng snorted coldly.

"Are you sure I want to have a good chat with you and not beat you up because you are too annoying?"

"Ah?" Upon hearing what his great-grandfather said, Bo Huainan felt that this possibility could not be ruled out.

When he thought of this, Bo Huainan was immediately discouraged.

At this time, Uncle Chen stammered and called Bo Zhengheng, "Old, old lady, you, you..."

"You, you, me, what am I?" Bo Zhengheng also deliberately teased Lao Chen.

After he finished speaking, he followed Lao Chen's eyes and looked not far away.

Bo Zhengheng was stunned for a moment, "This, this..."