"Second Young Master, Big Fat Boy, our Big Fat Boy gave birth to a Big Fat Boy. Grandpa and Madam are almost happy. You should go in quickly." Another family member next to me saw that I had a bad expression, so he quickly squeezed the guy who said the wrong thing and said excitedly.

"What?! I've been promoted?" I couldn't help but shouted happily. It's so good that I jumped off the horse and couldn't take care of anything. I rushed into the mansion and rushed towards my elder brother's courtyard.

Sure enough, the crowd was full of people. Uncle Shen, several old men from the house mansion also squeezed by the door. When they saw me, they said happily to me: "Second Master, go in and take a look. The master and his wife have just entered."

"Yeah, OK." He didn't care too much and rushed into the room. The old man was trembling and didn't know what he was muttering. He looked very excited. His mother was holding a package, and she cried with joy, and kept muttering: "Look, our Fang family is really behind now."

"Look at it, too." I squeezed over and took a look. Well, it was such a small thing, I was afraid that it was only three or five of them, my skin was wrinkled, and my little hand stick was probably the same as my thumb.

"How is it, Jun'er, do you look like your elder brother?" My mother still had tears in her eyes and took this little thing to show off. "Can't you tell me?" I told the truth.

"I'm too lazy to tell you," my mother was very dissatisfied with my answer, and then came to the old man and asked. The old man squinted his eyes and trembled his lips: "It looks like our festival, hahaha, it's worthy of being the child of our Fang family. Look at it, it's so beautiful!"

OK, the two old men can say anything wrong now. They are obviously wrinkled on their faces like an old man, and their red flesh is even more red than me taking a bath. I don’t know where he can tell that he is beautiful. Is it because he takes a handkerchief?

Just as I was about to reach out to hug me, my mother stared at me: "Go on the side, stinky brat, it would be strange if you don't hurt anyone." Not only me, but my elder brother and the old man were stared at me: "Take your hands away, who dares to touch my grandson, I will fight with him!"

The father and son looked at each other helplessly, and had to look at their mother who was holding their grandson in person.

"It's done, madam, we should go to the ancestral temple to worship our ancestors." The old man finally remembered a big event, "Oh, I almost forgot about this big event, you are waiting here. I'll hand over my grandson to my wife, our family is over, Jun'er, where did your third brother marry? Let's take him over and report good news to the ancestors together."

"I don't know where the third brother is." He muttered dissatisfiedly, and was captured by the power of the old man's shock. He rushed out of the door. Who is it, bullying us, the weak. He went out and asked the servants to quickly prepare sacrificial supplies, rolled up their sleeves, and directed a group of tough servants. He started a daily drill arrest. There was no way, this third brother is really, it's hard to say. The youngest in the family is the most naughty, and he makes the mansion go all day long. The old man wants to slap this little kid several times, but his mother protects the ground so tightly that the old man can't do it-

Last time I went to the cottage, Fang Jie lost several stones. The little guy made the floor a fire. In awe, he grabbed the lawless master with his pants, cleaned up hard, and accused the third child of his behavior to his mother. Only then did my mother understand that this little guy had caused complaints from the whole mansion. He beat the third child hard. After a few days of obedience, he started to Pile again, running around in the mansion all day, like a monkey.

After finally catching this little guy by the cafeteria under the news from the servants, Fang Jie shook his head reluctantly: "If you don't go, I have to see it. It just now was a big lump, and I want to see it again."

I heard my eyes turned green, and I looked at the smelly cow dung not far away. It was a pity that this little guy had this special hobby. "If you don't go with me, I will slap you if you believe it or not!" I had a dark face and slapped in front of Fang Jie.

"If the second kingni wants to beat me, I will definitely sue my mother." His tender voice and a very calm tone, unfortunately, he met me, a devilish thorny man, not a gentleman who wants to win people with virtue all day long.

He picked up the little kid and slapped hard on his butt. Fang Jie turned his mouth and was about to slap his throat. When I got closer, I raised my fingers and pointed at the pile of cow shit that was still breathing, and threatened viciously: "If you dare to cry, believe it or not, I will squat you with me and make you cry enough."

The little guy quickly slapped his mouth with his palm, shook his head pitifully. He gently lifted it up, picked up the headache-provoking guy, and rushed towards the ancestral hall. Finally, he arrived before the old man and his friends entered the ancestral hall.

"Mom, second brother beat me!" The little guy rolled out and crawled out, complaining to his mother in a silence. "What's wrong with beating you? Believe it or not, I'll let you sleep with the cow in a while." He was angry, picked up his sleeves and walked over. The third brother squeezed his mother directly behind him, with a very scared expression and kept calling her mother.

"Boy, if you don't mess around, will your second brother beat you? You're so embarrassed to say. And you, why are you hitting your younger brother? I don't know he's still young." My mother hugged Lao Sanxiang with heartache, turned around and poked me with the eyebrow.

"Hmph, he's just a young man." He muttered angrily. Forget it, he gave up on his plan to deal with the third child. He didn't have time to argue with the underage boy. He would talk to me when he came to me. Anyway, he couldn't escape and was beaten up. He would intimidate the children in the kindergarten. However, like the third child, who dared to drill rockery in the middle of the night and climb dog holes, it was more intimidating to directly suck his butt. The old man coughed, and the whole family quickly calmed his expression and stepped into the ancestral hall with the footsteps of the former man.

The old man reported this exciting and happy news to the ancestors of the Fang family in another world with an excited and joyful voice. The dispersed classical Chinese confession made me confused. I admire the old man's literary talent so much. I don't know if I go on a business trip to do business in the future, will the old man fool us with classical Chinese? Well, this is also a very troublesome question.

The first-class Duke of Liang, the Shangshu Zuo Pushe Fang Xuanling, was very happy to have the eldest son of the eldest son. It was a great matter of gloriousness to the ancestors. Even His Majesty gave him condolences and rewards. My brother, Li Ke, who was bothering to both sides of his brother, also jumped out and asked me to treat him. Under the threat of a group of playboys, I could only helplessly lead these friends to Yixiang Pavilion.

Then there was another big drunkenness? Wrong, they were all drunk, but I was still sober, but I dared to use this master to hide from the wine, but I practiced it. I sprinkled it on my clothes, poured it into my sleeves, and poured it on my head, and poured it behind my back. Finally, when I was sixty or seventy percent drunk, they all fell down. Cheng Chuliang snored like a dead pig, Li Yexu maintained the style of a gentleman, putting his head on the table table, without moving at all. Yuchi's twins lay directly under the couch, muttering in his mouth, not knowing what to mutter. As for Li Ke, he directly hurried under the table table...

After checking the bill, the shopkeeper asked the shopkeeper to find someone to carry these guys into the guest room behind and patted his butt and left.

The old man was still rummaging at home to search the classics with great enthusiasm, saying that he wanted to give his eldest grandson a good name. During our collective anxious waiting, the old man was so excited that he found it until midnight. The old man finally decided to name the eldest grandson Tai. "Yu Tai Ding is shining in the sky, from "Zhuangzi·Gengsangchu", he is tall but not arrogant, and he is not powerful but not fierce. Then he came out of "The Analects of Confucius·Yao Yue" Hahaha, what do my son think?"

"Okay, okay, I have no objection." I, who had long wanted to go back to the house, quickly made my position.

The old man glared at me with a harsh look: "You are useless! Jie'er, I'm asking you."

"Haha, okay, my child's name is Fang Tai. It's indeed a good name. Thank you for your father's name." The elder brother seemed to be overly excited, his expression was very stiff, and his eyes showed signs of straightening. As the saying goes, he is afraid that it means the elder brother's situation.

The eldest brother was also very excited, and he was muttering his child's name and stumbled like drunk walking. The old man quickly asked me to send my eldest brother back to the house. He was excited all night, which made the whole family with dark circles the next day.

Two days later, I rushed to the Left School Office, which will be the supervisor.

"..." I stopped. The army, something was really wrong. The sound was too ugly. It sounded like a donkey and had a violin. Fang Cheng next to him was almost scared and quickly took a few steps back. It seemed that the lethality brought by the piano sound was quite high.

"Sir, this sound is really wrong. If you are old enough, you will change it for you?" The old craftsman also frowned, wanting to use his hands to block his ears.
Chapter completed!