Chapter 41

Wu Yang stood at the entrance of the villa and looked at Wei Jiu, who was like a drowned chicken, and then glanced at the two women standing behind him, Wu Yang sighed helplessly.

"You deserve it! If you told me earlier, you wouldn't say it!"

Wei Jiu opened the door and walked into the villa, slumped on the sofa. The two women hesitated for a long time before entering the villa. Nursery Rhyme went directly to the second floor, and An An pushed open the doors of each room on the first floor.

As a result, neither of the two women saw Han Qian's figure. Tong Yao looked at Wei Jiu angrily, and An An said angrily.

"Where's Han Qian?"

Wei Jiu shook his head, Wu Yang smiled.

"Just now I said I was hungry, and I went out to buy supper because there was no food at home. Don't you two think that Han Qian's head can't accept these things for a while?"

Nursery Rhyme nodded seriously.

"You're right."

Then he turned to look at An An.

"You go home!"

An An frowned and looked at the nursery rhyme, and said coldly.

"Say it again! Tell the nursery rhyme again and I'll listen to it, come on!"

The momentum of the nursery rhyme is a bit lacking, she can use her brains, but An An probably won't show mercy when she uses her fists.

Let nursery rhyme go home, nursery rhyme is determined not to go back to the hotel.

Looking at the two girls who were in a stalemate, Wu Yang smiled.

"It's already this time. Han Qian just arrived in Shanghai, so he's not calmed down! I suggest you two go back first. I'll drive Han Qian there tomorrow morning. I have another opinion. See An An first. After all, they talked on the phone. , Han Qian can accept it more easily, Tong Tong, wait a little longer, you two are aggressive now, Wei Jiu and I will do some homework for him first, and we are prepared."

An An nodded, then grabbed Nursery Rhyme by the back collar and forcibly dragged him away. When she went out, she told Wu Yang that she would wait for Han Qian at the hotel tomorrow.

The two girls left, Wu Yang sighed, turned his head to look at the cabinet in the living room, and said softly.

"Come out, what's the use of hiding? We have to meet sooner or later."

Han Qian walked out of the cabinet and sighed.

"I don't know how to face it. I don't have any impression of An An or this nursery rhyme. The first thought I saw when I saw them was to run away. Now I don't have the courage to face it. You know how I met An An Is it?"

The couple shook their heads, Wei Jiu was lying on the sofa powerless.

"It is said that you went to the capital, and An An appeared after you came back. It is estimated that people in the capital know how you and her met. As for nursery rhymes, you two knew each other earlier than me. I don't know very well. Take a good rest. Come on, get ready for battle tomorrow."

Han Qian went upstairs, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, then secretly dialed the old man's phone, hiding under the blanket and whispering.

"Hello~"

"Ok!"

"I'm not dead yet."

"Know!"

"But I don't remember many things, I don't even remember what you look like."

"It's all right."

"I may not be able to go back for a short time."

"Ah."

"You don't like me at all!"

"Well, I thought you were a bit sad when you died, and the coffin I bought for you is no longer needed! I am happy to know that you are alive, hehe~ I will pay the final payment for the coffin in a while, do you want to carve a flower? Son~"

"I go to sleep."

Han Qian hung up the phone silently, then got out of the quilt, muttering in a low voice with blank eyes.

"Am I his real son?"

It was already late at night, and the old man squatted under the edge of the house in the yard and looked up at the stars in the sky.

"Hey~hehe~"

Then he got up and took a broom and began to clean the snow in the yard. After sweeping the yard clean, he took a flashlight to shine on the ground. After confirming that it was clean, he fetched a bucket of water and trotted out of the yard. There are several cars at the door.

Whistling lightly, his face was full of joy.

After cleaning the car, the old man came to the yard, looked at the neatly piled firewood and said it was not pleasing to the eye, he pinched his chin and said seriously.

"This thing is not regular!"

Then the old man took off his coat and took a hand saw to saw the wood into [-] centimeters, and carefully piled it up and arranged it, just like building a wall.

Qian'er's mother, who was lying on the kang, couldn't help but smile when she heard the slight sound outside.

I will never express my love for children in my life.

After the wood was placed neatly, the old man felt his hands were a little rough when he touched the wood. If the son came back, he would hurt his hand, wouldn't he?Get the sandpaper and start sanding until it's four o'clock!
The old man was sitting in the kennel, holding Huanhuan in his arms, holding Rottweiler with his right hand, and giggling foolishly.

"My son is calling me~ I'm calling~ I'm not very powerful, you say I'm not very powerful, my son who called me couldn't bear to say that I miss him, isn't he very powerful!"

The old man suddenly choked up, and hugged Huanhuan tightly in his arms with moist eyes, tremblingly.

"I can't say that I miss my son! He's busy, he's tired, how can being a father hold him back! Don't you think so? In fact, I really miss my son, but I don't know how to express it. Stupid and ugly, uneducated, full of foul language, and no one likes to listen to our nagging! Hehe, I am very happy! Why didn't he call anyone else? Doesn't he still dislike our father? Hehe, I almost couldn't hold back just now! I should pretend to be cool, so that he doesn't have to worry about my father at all."

The dogs were very sleepy and could not understand what the old man said.

The old man ran out early in the morning and walked in the familiar morning market. No one did not know this old man.

The prince's dear father!
"What's wrong with Lao Han today? Damn! My son, if you are as good as your son, I will be satisfied!"

The old man looked at the vendor selling steamed stuffed buns and grinned, then took out the soft bun Huazi bought by Yan Qingqing and stuffed it to the vendor.

"Smoking! I'm weird, don't praise me, just praise my son! I'm so happy, I'll pack all these buns, and I'll bring breakfast to my daughter-in-law!"

"Good good!"

The old man was rejected when he offered money, and the merchants were impatient.

"Without the crown prince, how could we have the opportunity to set up a stall here? If the crown prince and princess hadn't spent money to build this market for us, I would have starved to death by now, and I can't give money!"

The old man knew that the princess concubine mentioned by outsiders was Cai Cai, his daughter-in-law.

"That's right! The Crown Princess spent money to buy this piece of land, and she still doesn't collect the rent. Who dares to collect the money? I'm in a hurry with him, Lao Han! Our Crown Prince is like this!"

Looking at the thumbs up of the vendors, Lao Han said shyly.

"Oh, oh, it's good that he didn't make trouble, hahahahahaha, my son, hahahahaha! That's my own son!"

Walking through the morning market, the old man's body was almost covered, and the people behind him were still delivering things, and they returned home with the things. After the old man prepared his breakfast, he felt his heart was still beating very fast.

Still very excited.

He leaned close to Qian'er's mother's ear and whispered.

"My son called me, but he didn't call you, did he? Hehehe, my dear son! That's my dear son!"

The old man ran away with the thermos bucket in hand. Seeing the old man jumping out of the door, Qian'er's mother couldn't hold back her laughter. At this moment, Ji Jing walked out of the room rubbing her eyes and said softly.

"Mom, are you laughing?"

The old man was driving, singing, and didn't even take the elevator when he came to Changxiang. Daughter-in-law, the old man smiled.

"Girl! Eat something and sleep."

Warmth with a cigarette in his mouth raised his head, then stood up and trotted forward.

"Dad, why are you here? I already said that I will go back to eat."

The old man smiled shyly.

"I'm worried that you're hungry! You'll go home in a while, and Dad will make pumpkin stewed crab for you tonight!"

"Dad, I won't eat crabs anymore."

"No! You have to eat today, not tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow. You have to eat today! Just treat it as Dad's birthday today, hahahaha! Dad, go to the hospital to see Xiaoci and Xiaoyezi! Cui Li, you will send it to me later. After Xiao Nuan went back, she also went to play by herself, why didn't she have a date when she was such a big man? Isn't that little girl Yang Jia interested in you?"

Cui Li sat up and looked at the old man resentfully, and said in a low voice.

"You messed up the mandarin ducks again."

"Hahahaha, I'm leaving! Xiaonuan must go home soon!"

When the old man left, he ran away, looking at her father-in-law warmly, she always felt that something was wrong!
The old man came to the hospital with breakfast, opened the door of the ward and looked at the two girls lying on the hospital bed bickering, Yeats saw the old man struggling to get up, said anxiously.

"Why did you come here yourself!"

Yu Shici, whose eyes were covered with bandages, said doubtfully.

"Who? Who's here? Mom or Dad?"

The old man put the two thermos buckets on the small table and said softly.

"Dad came to see you two, both of you are suffering! Dad has thick hands, little leaf, you can feed poetry a little more later."

Then he looked at Shici and smiled.

"Xiao Ci told Dad, who did it! Xiao Qingqing said it was Sun Mingyue, and Dad went to beat his family to death? Oh, no need, no need! You two eat more today, and it's Dad's birthday! Dad Watching you eat."

The old man was very excited and nervous. After sitting for a while, he stood up, walked a few steps and sat down again. He couldn't calm down his excited heart.

My son called me!
Didn't call you?

My dear son!Don't dislike me, my father!
Yeats was a little puzzled, and Yu Shici was also a little confused.

Although my father-in-law would come to take care of them in the past, but every time he said very little, he would never nag like this.

After the two of them ate, the old man said that he would bring food over at noon, so he could do whatever he wanted!

The old man left, Yu Shici frowned.

"Yeats, something is wrong! Do you feel that something is wrong? Dad has never nagged like this before."

Yeats lay on the bed with his eyes closed, touching his stuffed belly with both hands, and said softly.

"It's not that my father is wrong, my mother is wrong, and the nursery rhymes are wrong!"

 Keep your promise.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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