Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2.

Chapter 172

Han Qian watched the video of two children kneeling on the ground, and asked Luoshen to hold the phone closer to the faces of the two children. Han Qian began to mock.

"You two are useless things, and you went to Sichuan to buy pandas? I'll ask your mother to throw you two in a cage later. This time, it cost a lot for you two. Grandpa Nigu also delayed a meeting. How can I make up for it? Come on." ! Tell me about it."

Han Chonger glared at Han Qian.

"Are you my own father? I was beaten! Look at my face."

Then Nuan Nuan appeared behind Han Qian, bent over to look at Beloved in the video, and frowned.

"Why are you so fat, darling?"

Han Chong'er screamed as if her tail had been stepped on.

"Sister Wen! I'm not fat, I just look round! Wow, I'm not fat!"

Warm nodded seriously.

"Well, not fat! Is it fat! What about Jiayi? Did you say that you two, do you two have high pandas? Oh, your darling may be fatter than pandas, hahahahaha!"

Seeing that his daughter was going to cry in anger, Han Qian pushed Nuan Nuan's head away, and then asked whose idea it was, Han Jia raised his head and shouted.

"I!"

Han Qian frowned, Han Chong'er whispered.

"My idea, isn't Cai Niang's memory lost? Then you want to get pandas, we just want to help you~"

Han Qian nodded.

"The heart is kind, but you still have to be beaten. Feng Lun, don't hide. You are idle when you are idle. Show me which of the two children is smarter?"

Feng Lun's voice came.

"Girl, be a little bit smarter, let your stomach be full of fancy-headedness, son follow your temper, put two bricks in the schoolbag, and you can do it without hesitation!"

"Oh, where is Liu Shengge?"

"After knowing that the child caught it, I went back halfway!"

After hanging up the phone, Han Qian put down his warm phone and sat on the sofa with a slight headache.

"The child is a good child, but he is a little worried. The nursery rhyme has also gone to Sichuan? It seems that this zoo has to be done quickly, and Tu Xiao should start to break ground."

Sitting beside Han Qian, Nuan Nuan whispered.

"It's fine to tell your poems about this matter. I can't understand you if you tell me! I heard that you bought crayfish and ice cream for Cai Qinghu yesterday, and sent a Land Rover to Yan Qingqing this morning. Han Qian! I used to I didn't realize that you are so romantic and generous, you don't seem to have given me anything."

Han Qian sat up and approached Nuannuan, and said seriously.

"I'll give you a big slap, do you want it?"

Nuannuan squinted at Han Qian, Han Qian tried a few times but didn't dare to do anything, if she slaps Nuannuan, she can stay up all night and harm you.

When Han Qian struggled with how to explain, Nuan Nuan got up and came over with a small medicine box, pointed at Han Qian's shoulder, Han Qian took off his pajamas, and Nuan Nuan gently unwrapped the bandage.

Three minutes later, Han Qian gritted his teeth and shouted profusely.

"This is an arm, not a pig's trotter, can you be lighter!"

Nuannuan stared at Han Qian and gritted his teeth.

"It's right if it hurts. If it hurts, you know to be more careful next time! Can't you treat yourself better? Leave you alone!"

He said he didn't care, but bandaged Han Qian's wound. This process made Han Qian realize why torture can always be tortured.

After bandaging the wound, Han Qian lay on the sofa, sweating profusely, and sat beside him quietly muttering.

"Originally, I didn't eat the thing that I said to invite Lao Gu to dinner. I even watched the dishes...Cai Qinghu lost his memory, right? Goodbye."

Han Qian didn't take Nuan Nuan's words to heart, and then Wen Nuan changed clothes and went out with the car keys. Han Qian lay on the sofa and sent Zhou Le a text message, but nothing came to light.

Slightly had a headache, Han Qian needed someone to give him a little advice now, and then Han Qian suddenly got up.

"My mother!"

Going out, picked up the keys of the motorcycle and went downstairs, and drove home all the way. As soon as he arrived at the door, Han Qian looked at Yan Qingqing and Cai Qinghu, tilted his head and asked.

"What are you two doing so late?"

Cai Qinghu frowned.

"Nan Nuan said to apologize to me, and said that she would treat me to dinner."

"Oh~ Be careful, I'll find my mother!"

As long as there was no quarrel, Han Qian didn't think much about it. He trotted all the way into the house and looked at the girl sitting on the kang eating roasted sweet potatoes. Han Qian stepped forward and grabbed the roasted sweet potatoes and took a bite. The daughter-in-law burst into tears.

This made Qian'er's mother very angry, she slapped Han Qian's back twice, and said with a frown.

"No one looks like a father."

Han Qian chuckled, leaned in front of his daughter and said with a smile.

"Give Dad another bite."

With tears in his eyes, the little bell struggled for a long time to bring the sweet potato to Han Qian's mouth. Seeing his father's mouth wide open, the little bell cried again, and Han Qian, who had been slapped twice, didn't want to tease his daughter. He turned his head and told his mother verbatim what Chen Qiang and him had said.

The old man on the side analyzed it carefully.

"Feng Lun wants to get out of prison?"

Qian'er's mother raised her head and frowned at the old man.

"If you have nothing to do, go cook for the child, go fry a meal! If he is not hungry, can he grab the bell and eat sweet potatoes?"

"Good good!"

"Why are you hugging your granddaughter? Our girl from the old Han family never cooks for the rest of her life!"

The old man ran with his head in his arms, and Qian'er's mother bent down and wiped the sweet potato off her granddaughter's face, frowning.

"What do you want to know now? Want to know what springboard Feng Lun gave Zhou Le?"

Han Qian shook his head.

"I know the springboard is white peaches, but I don't know where to jump."

Qian'er's mother frowned and snorted coldly.

"This springboard doesn't jump to the capital, and there is a high probability that it won't jump to the same position as you. I can probably guess exactly where it will jump, but I have to think again! Little Han Qian, the white peach, is very honorable, right? "

Han Qian nodded.

"That's quite respectable. In the Qing Dynasty, it would be a princess."

Qian'er's mother frowned and thought for a few seconds, then sighed.

"I probably understand that Feng Lun is in prison now. Even if he is taken away by Lao Gu, he has no ability to find the waves. Most likely, he will gild Zhou Le and serve as Baitao's driver. I think many people will follow him. If I were Feng Lun, I would ask Zhou Le to be Baitao's driver, and then attract some restless foreign people to contact Zhou Le. After Zhou Le had contact with these people for a certain period of time, I would ask these foreigners to provide A large amount of money has gained a foothold in Binhai or Fengtian. Because of the white peaches, those foreigners will think that this is an opportunity. After all, they can only contact ordinary people and stir up a little rhythm. Driver, that's not a trivial matter, they will be willing to spend money, wait for their funds, manpower, etc. to be injected in place, let Bai escape to eat these guys, Bai Tao takes the credit, Zhou Le takes the funds and contacts All benefits, but Feng Lun is not me, and I am not Feng Lun."

Han Qian blinked at his mother and said in a low voice. "

"Mom? What is this?"

Qian'er's mother smiled.

"The sequence is that the seller seeks glory, invites the king to enter the urn, counterintuitively plots to kill the donkey, leads the sheep, and finally ends up with a success and fame."

Han Qian took a deep breath, lay down on the kang and kissed the baby girl's feet, mourning.

"I still don't understand!!!"

　There will be another chapter in a while! ! !ah! ! !This reminds me even more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)