1766th: Mid-Life Crisis

Regarding offspring, Jiang Pengji really has no obsessions.

Shouldn't you pay a sum of money to the childcare agency for this thing, and then go to the childcare warehouse and click to collect it after a while?

The old chief sneered to kill Jiang Pengji's illusions, sober up, you are now in the backward ancient times, not the Federation!

"Speaking of which—why don't the old chief send me an artificial incubator? It's so tiring to carry a baby that weighs several kilograms in the stomach, oppressing the visceral nerves, and I'm too tired to think about it. Now I want to feel my conscience and praise the decision of the Federation to ban the mother's body. Pregnancy is simply an epoch-making law." Wei Ci was exhausted yesterday, and today he is as lazy as a salted fish, perfectly interpreting the "Ge You lying" in the mouth of salted fish.

Oh, coupled with those half-closed and half-open dead fish eyes, it instantly replaced "Ge You Lie" as a new generation of emojis.

[Your father]: Oh, then how do you explain the child's affairs to outsiders?

How can I convince everyone that this is their young lord with a big fat baby in my arms in three to five months without getting bigger?

From the perspective of outsiders, this is Jiang Pengji's adopted child from somewhere, the quality is not guaranteed, and the ghost knows if it is the master.

When Jiang Pengji heard this, she thought there was something to be done, and quickly stood up, sweeping away the previous decadence and laziness.

"Can you mail it now?"

If it can be mailed, it will be perfect. The big guys can make as many young masters as they want, and form a football team a year!

[Your father]: No, give up, there is no such thing.

When Jiang Pengji heard this, she rolled her eyes, and continued to lie on Ge You's body, like a punctured balloon, deflated in an instant.

"Old chief, maternal pregnancy is against the law, how can I know the law and break the law?"

Jiang Pengji didn't care about the others, but as a high-level federal military officer with integrity, she couldn't do so.

[Your father]: Heh, nonsense—you can just say you want to see others scratching their heads, why bother to make such a big fuss?

Every time everyone talked about the young master's problem, Jiang Pengji would show a faint look of optimism, and she wouldn't be afraid of getting upset?

As Jiang Pengji grows older, the issue of offspring will become more and more serious, people's hearts will fluctuate, and it is uncertain what will happen.

The old chief kindly mentioned something to Jiang Pengji, but this damn child just refused to listen.

She laughed and laughed.

"Where am I such a naive person?"

Naturally, she would not do meaningless things for such a bad taste.

If you repeatedly make your own people anxious, it will also chill you over time.

She has been procrastinating and refusing to have children. One reason is that she wants this life to be as close as possible to Wei Ci's last life in Wei Ci's memory. Let Feng You remain Feng You, and Jiang Yan remain Jiang Yan, even though she knows this is impossible. . Even if it is the same pair of parents, the embryos conceived at the same time cannot be exactly the same, let alone the time is different, I am afraid that in the end, except for the name, everything is different.

As a federal human being, Jiang Pengji has no affection or obsession with the bloodline of her descendants in her bones.

If a child is a comfort to Wei Ci, it doesn't matter if she gives birth sooner or later.

Besides this, she has another more important reason.

The body Jiang Pengji currently uses, "Liu Xi", was born in a noble family. Even though she has no connection with the Liu family, she was also a member of the Qing Dynasty in her early years, but her broken bones and tendons are all members of the Liu family. Jiang Pengji wanted to see when they couldn't sit still.

If she can't sit still anymore, she can take the opportunity to make a break with Liu Shi and restore her real name.

Although the name is just a code name, changing the name and surname is very common, but being called Liu Xi all day long is quite annoying.

The traces left in the future also belong to "Liu Xi", and all the ups and downs, honors and disgraces have nothing to do with "Jiang Pengji", this is intolerable.

[Your father]: Tsk, I remember someone once said that fame is like dung.

Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "Fuck, isn't the name left in history just to pretend to be compared to future generations, otherwise what's the point of living?"

【Your father】: Heh~~~

Capricious woman.

Jiang Pengji said, "Children are indeed troublesome.

Let alone having children, I don't even have experience raising children..."

【Your father】: That little man of yours is fine as long as he knows how to raise him. I guess no one expects you, an uncle, to be able to teach his heirs well.

Jiang Pengji is not good at teaching and educating people, no matter how good the seedlings are in her hands, it will be a waste, and it may even lead to misleading students.

"Told him to be an adult."

What a little man is not a little man, it sounds like there is always an illusion of keeping a little wolf dog by yourself.

[Your Abba]: Heh, do you need me to double-check the definitions of adults and minors in federal law?

Jiang Pengji: "..."

The topic just couldn't continue.

She still wanted to continue lying down with Ge You, but the chores outside would not give her a chance.

"I think the winner in life should be able to earn gold and silver while lying still..." Jiang Pengji is not afraid of the cold, but she also doesn't like the feeling of being surrounded by air-conditioning. Even if carbon is generated in the room, poor ventilation can easily cause carbon monoxide Poisoning, the room is much colder than the bed, she muttered and complained, "I am the strongest prince in the world, I am only short of the emperor, why do I have to worry about selling hundreds of fans and selling cabbage for money?" Get up earlier than chickens, sleep later than dogs, eat worse than pigs, work more than donkeys..."

In terms of envy, Jiang Pengji is most envious of those fatuous lords who put all the power in the world to support one person.

There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and it takes ten years to sleep one of them a day...

Of course, this is purely the yay of poor scholars, just like the joke Xianyu told her a while ago, the peasants speculated that the emperor used a golden hoe to work in the fields, and the empress used a golden stick to wash clothes... There are no three thousand beauties , but dozens are still possible.

Jiang Pengji is only Wei Ci, a small man who is still jealous.

As for her, working every day is not as brisk as carrying a golden hoe to the ground.

The salted fish are not happy anymore.

[Smuggled into Africa]: Anchor, before you say this, let's touch your conscience first, and then look at Zixiao and the others, okay?

If Jiang Pengji could still earn cabbage money, then Wei Ci and the others would have spent their youthful energy instead.

Jiang Pengji didn't bother to raise her eyelids.

This is obviously her live broadcast room, but the fans are all other people's, and from time to time they diss her for various idols.

With all due respect, the idols that this group of salted fish used to be fans of are now middle-aged uncles in their thirties and forties.

[Lanting Xiangxue]: That's the charm of a mature man.

I don’t know if that group of people control their body well or eat too little meat. Almost no one gets fat in the middle age. There is no beer belly, baldness does not exist, and greasy is impossible. They are still personable and gentle. The more you live, the more flavorful you will be.

Hehe, when Jiang Pengji saw Huang Song, she took back her words.

After being busy all afternoon, Jiang Pengji didn't bother to let the back kitchen fire up, so she simply looked for a restaurant to have something to eat, only to run into an old friend.

She glanced at Huang Song's stomach, then at his face and chin, feeling very sad.

"Are you practicing the nine-nine-nine return method?"

Huang Song was very puzzled.

"What is ninety-nine return to one law?"

Jiang Pengji stared at his stomach, "The muscles of your previous body have merged into one."

Huang Song: "..."

Feng Jue who happened to hear this coquettish remark after coming out of the private room: "..."

Huang Song jumped his feet angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "It's not fat, it's plumpness."