After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

Ji Jing was very lazy and didn't want to get up. She drove Han Qian away with coaxing and discussion. Before leaving, she asked Han Qian to take the garbage from the trash can downstairs. Han Qian put on his clothes and smiled.

Carrying the garbage out of the bedroom, it took more than half an hour to leave Ji Jing's words.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Ji Jing walked out of the room in her pajamas and looked at the clean living room. Then she walked into the kitchen and opened the cupboard. Looking at the clean dishes and chopsticks inside, Ji Jing's eyes narrowed into small crescents.

My eldest nephew, you are so gentle, how can I not love you.

He talks straighter than anyone else, but he is very heartwarming in his actions.

Ji Jing was easily satisfied. She walked to her room humming a little tune. When she opened the door, her expression changed. She felt unnatural, and there was a murderous intent in her eyes.

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How could she drool while sleeping!

Ji Jing had already thought about where to bury the child monster, and Tong Yao had already fallen asleep without knowing the time or place. In her dream, she was riding Han Qian under her body and beating her, and the whip in her hand was merciless. On his body.

"Hey...hehe."

This is talking in sleep!

Ji Jing took a deep breath and closed the door with a bang. Unfortunately, the child monster just turned over and continued to sleep!

Walking out of the community, Han Qian suddenly felt that it was really inconvenient that Xu Hongchang was not around. He called Yeats and found out that he was looking for a girlfriend for Rottweiler. Little Rottweiler was a red-flowered young man. This big girl was the first to get married. Once, Han Qian was a little worried that this tough-headed young man would be bitten by someone.

Han Qian suddenly thought of a funny video. The owner took the husky on a blind date, but he ended up doing a vault.

Tell Yeats to be careful.

After hanging up the phone, I called the old man and asked if there was any food at home. The old man replied stiffly.

"You don't have to worry about this while I'm alive."

The call was hung up, and Han Qian jumped on the road, shouting angrily.

"Ah? Is this dad? I kindly asked if there is any food at home! You said you are still alive? I didn't know you were still alive? Is this what a father should say? Look at other people's homes, then A father is kind and his son is filial, and he is happy and happy, calling him father and son!"

The more Han Qian thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He took out his mobile phone and called the old man again. The old man who answered the phone again seemed a little impatient. The sound of the gas stove could be heard on the phone, and Han Qian whispered.

"Old man, how about the two of us?"

"There's fart."

"Call me daddy."

"Haha, I'll scream in front of you when you come back."

The phone was hung up again, and I felt a lot better, but I didn't dare to move my legs towards the house, and kept waiting until 5:30. Qian'er's mother was a little worried about her son, so she called to ask why he hadn't gone back yet.

Han Qian, who was squatting outside the courtyard entrance, whispered.

"I asked my dad to call me Daddy. I don't dare to go home right now. I'm afraid he will beat me!"

"You deserve to be beaten. Why is your head so confused? Are you at the door? I see Huanhuan squatting at the door!"

"Where is my dad?"

"I'm squatting in the yard with a stick."

Why!

Why do you have such a trance and say such outrageous things?

He pushed open the door of the courtyard, and Huanhuan swung around Han Qian with his tail. Han Qian squatted at the door of the courtyard and looked at the old man squatting at the door of the house. Then he threw Huanhuan to the ground, one person and one dog. Have fun.

The old man chuckled.

"Good son, come here! Let dad take care of you."

"Oh, we have not seen each other with our heads down, so why are we so excited? I am so excited about Huanhuan, so go in and eat quickly."

"Don't be in a hurry, eat, sleep and beat your son. These are the three great pleasures in life."

"No, no, no! The three major hobbies of men are greed for money, lust, and bragging. These are the three major pleasures."

The father and son faced each other from a distance. Han Qian lit a cigarette, and the old man rolled a cigarette. Both father and son smoked in the same way.

The old man suddenly let out a sigh, and Han Qian suddenly raised his head, turned around and ran away.

The next second, a stone hit the courtyard door. After a few seconds, Han Qian opened the door and revealed half of his head, frowning.

"Are you kidding me?"

The old man weighed a stone in his hand and smiled.

"The bandage was removed? Can't it be put back on? Your mother said you were fishing with the bandage on. I don't quite understand. How did it come off?"

Han Qian glanced at the hand holding the door and whispered.

"Qingqing said he was too cowardly, so he demolished it for me, smashed the rocks, and blocked the door for me for so long. Is this almost enough?"

The old man stood up and Han Qian ran away.

A son is better known than his father, and the reverse also makes sense.

Not long after, Han Qian was carried under the old man's arm and brought back to the yard. Huanhuan looked at Han Qian from a distance, tilting his head with curiosity in his eyes, as if he was thinking that this idiot always provoked his father to do anything. What?

Han Qian was thrown on the chair. The old man brought a bowl of rice. Han Qian ate obediently. Then three pairs of chopsticks appeared in the bowl. Han Qian raised his head and saw three girls looking at him with warmth and indifference. road.

"Eat some meat and get some protein."

Yan Qingqing said softly.

"Eat more vegetables~ Eating too much meat will make you angry!"

Cai Qinghu chuckled.

"Dad specially stewed tendons for you tonight. Eat whatever you want to make up for it."

A difficult decision lies ahead, which one to eat first?

Han Qian turned to his mother and sent out a distress signal. His mother looked at the three girls with a smile and completely ignored Han Qian's cry for help. The old man sighed softly and said calmly.

"Young man, don't be so delicate when you eat."

Han Qian understood instantly. He picked up the bowl and stuffed all the dishes into his mouth in no particular order. After a meal, Han Qian was considered to be at peace, but he saw dissatisfaction in the eyes of the three women.

After the meal, Wen Nuan took out a large bucket of ice cream from the refrigerator, held it close to Yan Qingqing, and stuffed it into her mouth. Yan Qingqing stretched out her hand and pushed Wen Wen's head away.

"Are you naive? I don't like eating ice cream."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cai Qinghu took a big spoon and dug a spoonful into the bucket in his warm arms, and said vaguely.

"That's why you're so short! Don't glare at me, Little Warmth, I bought the ice cream!"

Wen Nuan hugged the ice cream and moved away from Cai Qinghu. Then Cai Qinghu forced Wen Wen to the corner of the sofa, hugged Wen Wen's shoulders and laughed.

"Don't be a solitary eater~ My officially recognized husband-in-law is going to come out and accuse you later."

Wen Nuan glared at Cai Qinghu, and Yan Qingqing chuckled.

"We don't want Nuan Nuan!"

Cai Qinghu squinted and smiled while eating ice cream.

"Then you don't get it either, hahahahaha!"

"I didn't go to work today, and Han Qian didn't go to the company either."

After saying this, Nuan Nuan and Yan Qingqing stopped what they were doing at the same time. Cai Qinghu stood up and Nuan Nuan came to Yan Qingqing's side holding the ice cream.

Boom!

Boom!

Two spoons hit Lady Yasha's forehead. This ignited Lady Yasha's anger. She snatched the ice cream bucket from Wen Wen's hand. The next second, Wen Wen was pressed under her by Yan Qingqing. Wen Wen held the ice cream bucket in her hand. Holding a spoon, he shouted to Cai Qinghu to help, but Cai Qinghu was holding the ice cream and eating it while watching the excitement.

It seems to have nothing to do with her at all.

Not long after, Cai Qinghu screamed.

Qian'er's mother whispered to Han Qian, who was sitting on the ground picking peanuts with the old man.

"Don't you want to go take a look?"

Han Qian shook his head.

"If you don't go, I don't care if they beat them. I can't beat them with fists and slaps."

After saying this, Han Qian picked up the peanuts and then received a slap on the shoulder. The old man frowned.

"Can your finger work? Just stay there."

He shouted towards the door.

"Xiao Nuan, roll a cigarette for dad? These hands are full of dirt."

After saying this, Qian'er's mother opened the quilt covering her legs and scolded.

"What kind of cigarettes did you ask Xiaonuan to roll for you?"

Before Qian'er's mother got off the ground, Wen Nuan ran in quickly, pushed Qian'er's mother back to the kang, and then squatted down next to the old man and skillfully rolled a cigarette. This skillful look surprised Han Qian and exclaimed.

"You actually know how to roll cigarettes? I've been learning for more than 20 years and I still can't."

Wen Nuan smiled naively.

"I didn't go to work today. I spent the whole day at home."

Han Qian was stunned. She could do anything without going to work?