I was a young master in ancient times

The owner of the magazine office, who had disappeared for more than a year, finally came back the day before the magazine office was on holiday.

Ankang's return was warmly welcomed by everyone in the magazine office.

This year's annual meeting was held in the cafeteria of the magazine office.

Ankang specially asked people to buy two fat pigs, one of which was killed, fried and eaten directly, and the other was slaughtered as a welfare to distribute the meat to the employees of the magazine office.

What I bought was the pig from Fu Dahua's family.

There are more and more vegetables grown at home. After picking vegetables, Fu Dahua will carefully remove the bad leaves and sell them to the canteen of the magazine office.

Those bad vegetable leaves were used to feed the pigs.The four pigs raised in the family are all white and fat.

Fu Dahua and Fu Gui rushed to the pigs, stayed behind, and stood at the gate of the magazine office to watch the excitement, and they wanted to wait for Fu Chuan to go home together.

Lao Jia showed Ankang his three-month-old son in his arms, and said beamingly, "Boss, this is my son. His nickname is Tukeng. Let me give you a good name."

Ankang hugged the pit and swayed slowly twice.The child stared at Ankang with black and white eyes, and smacked his mouth from time to time.

"Zi Che, would you like to come up with a name?" Ankang knew that he was too weak, and he never wanted to do such a thing as naming a child.The name will follow the child's life, if he makes a joke, won't the child be laughed at for the rest of his life.

Chen Ziche stared at the child with his head, pondered for a moment, and said, "Jia Ming. A blockbuster song."

"Okay, okay." Lao Jia was very satisfied, hugged his son, and kept muttering in his mouth, "Jia Ming, Jia Ming. The blockbuster Jia Ming."

Qiu Yuan's grandfather passed away on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.

Ankang took Huzi and was going to Xiawa Village to express his condolences.

Ping An and his elder brother who just came home are already very familiar, and Ben has developed a habit of not liking staying in the house.Seeing that his brother was about to leave, he ran over, hugged Ankang's thigh, and raised his fat face, "Brother, go out and play."

Ankang touched his round head, "Brother has something to do, stay at home safely and play with Huahua."

Pingan understood, and with a fat face, he hugged Ankang's leg and did not let go.

An Zhonghua hugged Pingan, and urged Ankang, "Go quickly. Don't waste time."

Ping An was in An Zhonghua's arms, reluctantly watching Ankang go out.

In the evening, Ankang arrived home with some snowflakes hanging on his shoulders.

The old lady An waved her hand quickly and asked Ankang to come to the charcoal fire.

Ping An was gnawing on the chicken leg, the cook had just marinated it.Ping An likes to eat braised chicken legs.

Seeing his brother, Ping An generously and enthusiastically handed the chicken leg to his brother, opened his oily mouth and said, "Brother, eat."

Uncle Li pointed at An Houzai and said to Ping An, "This brother is here this afternoon, why doesn't Ping An give this brother chicken legs?"

Ping An turned his head, looked at An Houzai, then at Ankang, and stretched out his hand to hug Ankang's leg.

"Hey," Ankang supported his shoulders to keep him from approaching, and shook his little arm, "There are oils on your hands, do you want to dirty my brother's clothes, little villain?"

Pingan giggled, and still handed the chicken leg to Ankang.

Li Shi covered her handkerchief and smiled, "Look, this is a real brother!"

The family had a lively meal and warmed up together around the stove.

When Mrs. An asked about An Houyu's marriage, Mrs. Li hurriedly replied, "I discussed it with the Zhao family. The eighth day of February is a good day."

"Are you a little anxious?" Mrs. An frowned and asked Li, "Have you prepared the wedding dress? Tell your siblings what else is missing at home."

Mrs. Li joked, "It's already ready, why should we worry about it, Xiaoyu has already been ready."

An Houyu blushed, and called Li in a low voice, "Mother."

After asking about her granddaughter's marriage, Mrs. An was most concerned about her eldest grandson's marriage.He hurriedly asked Wei if he had found a good girl for Ankang.

Ankang, who was chopping chestnuts for Ping An, immediately became furious, "Grandma, why did I urge you to get married just after I got home? I'm only seventeen, what kind of marriage should I be?"

Old Mrs. An coaxed, "Seventeen is not young. After getting married, after a year, grandma will be able to hold a great-grandson."

"Here." Ankang picked up Ping An and stuffed it into the arms of Mrs. An, "I want to hold a grandson, isn't that right? Grandma, Ping An will need you to hold him for a few years."

Pang Dundun was playing on the ground just in time, when he was suddenly picked up, he wriggled in the old lady's arms reluctantly.Old lady an was afraid of falling on him, so she hugged him quickly.Ping An called out, "Brother."

Ankang smiled unkindly, "Ping An, good boy, grandma wants to hug her grandson, please ask grandma to hug her for a while."

Old Madam An cursed with a smile, and stopped mentioning the matter of finding a wife for Ankang.

The lively New Year passed in a flash.After eating and sleeping all day long, Ankang gradually became white.

Wei Shi was happy from the bottom of his heart, and even called the kitchen every day to make various meals for Ankang.

After staying outside for more than a year, Ankang has grown a lot taller and darkened a lot. Wei Shi is always worried that he will not eat well outside.As soon as Ankang came back, Wei Shi thought of various ways to make him delicious food.

After the annual vacation, Ankang took Huzi to the magazine office to work, and Ping An, the little tail.

When Ankang came back, Wei Shi was really free, and he didn't have to take care of the children at all.Even when sleeping at night, Ping An is more willing to crawl into Ankang's bed.

Pang Youde was idle at home and decided to visit the magazine office.

As soon as he stepped out of the courtyard, he saw Wang Ming standing straight in the alley, as if he was waiting for him.

"Pang Youde." Wang Ming called him.

"What are you doing?" Pang Youde lowered his eyes, unwilling to look at him, "What else are you looking for?"

"As a classmate, let me come to see you. How are you doing? When did you come back from northern Xinjiang?" Wang Ming stared at Pang Youde, the person he had been thinking about day and night.

"Classmate, classmate." Pang Youde muttered the word.All the affection in the past was covered up by the word "classmate".

"Wang Ming." Pang Youde looked directly at Wang Ming, and said in a cold tone, "As a classmate, I must congratulate you on your happy wedding. Why don't you bring your new wife to meet your former "classmate." "" Pang Youde said the word classmate with a very strong tone.

"Pang Youde, stop making trouble." Wang Ming went to pull him, and defended himself, "Why are we two men together? If I don't marry a wife, what do others think of me?"

"If you marry a wife, go get a wife. Why are you looking for me?" Pang Youde threw him away.

Wang Ming coaxed patiently, "Although I have a wife, you are the one I love the most. Pang Youde, let's stay together, okay?"

"Not good." Pang Youde immediately refused, "We are just classmates from now on. If you marry a wife, I will marry a wife too. How can two men be together?"

Wang Ming choked, and asked angrily, "What kind of wife do you marry?"

"Why can't I marry a wife?" Pang Youde was also a little angry, and his voice became louder unconsciously, "My family has already found a wife for me, and I will get married in March."

Ankang and Huzi who had just walked to the entrance of the alley were stunned for a moment, when they heard Pang Youde's voice, they looked into the alley and saw that Wang Ming and Pang Youde were entangled.

Ankang immediately picked up Ping An, trotted to Pang Youde, and helped him out, "Wang Ming, long time no see. How are you doing in Luanzhou?"

Wang Ming's expression changed, he didn't want other people to know about him and Pang Youde.After a few sentences, he found an excuse and left.

"He came to pester you?" Ankang asked.

Pang Youde replied listlessly, "It's nothing, just a few words."

"Are you really going to get married in March?"

Pang Youde nodded.

Ankang felt a toothache. He was just urged to get married during Chinese New Year. "You are only 17 years old, what are you in a hurry for?"

"If you don't get married, what are you doing? I don't like him now." Pang Youde looked at Ankang suspiciously.

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