Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

On the first day of the mortuary, Han Qian stood at the door of his sixth grandmother's yard wearing a black suit. Opposite him was Cai Qinghu, who was also wearing a black dress. Han Qian had a white filial piety belt on his sleeves.

Relatives at home are coming.

Han Qian bowed down to salute the elders in his family, and just nodded lightly to greet them, not knowing what to say.

It was not done with any fanfare. While feeling sad, Han Qian felt very embarrassed and could not hold his head high.

At night, Han Qian stood guard in the mourning hall and whispered softly.

The next day, Han Jiayi and Beloved came back. Han Jiayi walked into the mourning hall and knelt on the ground to kowtow. Beloved stood aside and bowed. The two children did not speak, but stood quietly in the mourning hall with their heads lowered. respective mothers.

Neither of the two children were afraid of the mourning hall. Both of them had personally experienced people dying in front of them, and Han Jiayi had even killed someone with his own hands.

Han Qian's second aunt came with his family. The second aunt squatted on the ground and burned the paper. Han Qian's cousin also burned the paper. But at this moment, the cousin's child suddenly kicked over the paper-burning brazier in front of him. .

Seeing this, Yan Qingqing frowned and scolded.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?"

Han Qian's cousin was busy holding her child and frowned.

"Why are you arguing with a child? He is only eight years old and he doesn't understand anything yet!"

As soon as the words fell, the two children, Han Jiayi and Han Chong'er, suddenly let go of their mother's hands and rushed forward. Han Qian kicked the boy who should be called brother in the stomach, and Chong'er raised his fleshy little hand.

Snapped!

A crisp slap in the face silenced the entire mourning hall. Beloved waved his hand and whispered to Han Qian's cousin.

"Cousin, I am also a child. You don't know the same as me, right?"

Han Qian's cousin's expression changed, and she quickly pulled her son into her arms, as if he was protected by his mother. The ignorant child raised his head and cried loudly, pointing at Beloved and cursing.

"Damn fat guy! Damn fat guy! Damn fat guy!"

Beloved was not angry either. He stretched out his hand and patted the back of Han Jiayi's head and said softly.

"Keep an eye on it, and when my cousin can't see it, knock out his teeth with rocks!"

At this time, the second aunt who had been silent until now spoke and scolded.

"How are you talking, little darling? Why aren't you finished yet?"

Beloved pouted.

"I'm young and ignorant. I don't understand three-seven-four-five-six. What's wrong? I haven't kicked my great-grandma's funeral brazier out yet! Next time, don't take this embarrassing thing out of your house."

Little Beloved is not a good-tempered girl. How can a girl who grew up with Luo Shen suffer?

The second aunt's face turned blue with anger. She turned her head and looked at Han Qian who was standing at the door, leaning on the door with his head down and a cigarette in his mouth, and screamed.

"Little Han Qian, do you still care about your daughter?"

Han Qian raised his head to look at his second aunt and said softly.

"My second uncle has done two things wrong in his life. The first thing is marrying you, and the second thing is being soft-hearted when he was buried alive a few years ago."

Then Han Qian looked at his second uncle squatting not far away and shouted.

"Second uncle, you handle your own family affairs yourself."

Han Qian's second uncle nodded, stood up and looked at his daughter and daughter-in-law. He stepped forward and grabbed their arms and dragged them away. As soon as Han Qian saw this, he wanted to follow him out, but Han Qian's Big hands grabbed the back collar.

You can't really listen to Beloved's words and smash the child's teeth. After all, calling yourself uncle, slapping him and kicking him is enough.

Squatting on the ground and preparing the brazier, Han Qian knelt in front of the coffin with his head lowered. Then Cai Qinghu knelt beside Han Qian, with the gold pocket watch given to her by Grandma Liu hanging around her neck. This was the only time Grandma Liu recognized Cai Qinghu as her grandson's wife. Son.

Maybe it's a bit biased, but it's a pity that Grandma Six doesn't have two gold watches.

Warmth and nursery rhymes did not come to the mourning hall, and Qian'er's mother fell ill.

After dark, Han Qian, who had not slept a wink, fell asleep leaning on the coffin. Little Beloved couldn't bear the sleepiness and went to sleep. The father and son were the only ones left in the mourning hall.

Han Jiayi knelt in front of the coffin and burned paper money one by one, changing candles.

Until late at night, Han Qian, who was leaning on the coffin with his eyes closed, spoke.

"Go to sleep if you feel sleepy. Your grandpa will be here soon."

Han Jiayi ignored Han Qian and was doing his own thing.

Han Qian took a deep breath and Han Jiayi said softly.

"Shameful."

Han Qian nodded vigorously.

"It's quite embarrassing. This person is so embarrassed that I don't even dare to look up and see people. Do you see? You can't imitate me in the future."

Han Jiayi was silent again. He didn't want to talk to Han Qian and didn't know what to say. It wasn't until dawn that Han Jiayi stood up.

"I have returned to the capital. Unless something unexpected happens, I will not come back until I reach adulthood, unless you die."

Han Qian waved his hand, and Han Jia turned around and strode out of the yard. He opened the door of the BMW and Liu Shengge said softly.

"Take a nap if you feel sleepy."

Han Jia hummed and lay down on the chair and closed his eyes. At a young age, he understood many things, but there were many things he couldn't understand.

Is there any use in dealing such a heavy hand to an old lady?

In addition to irritating Han Qian, does it have any other effect?

After the BMW left, the old man came. Looking at Han Qian who was sitting on the ground decadently, he whispered.

"It's not your fault, it's my problem."

Han Qian closed his eyes and sighed.

"The people have been found. They are Zhao Zhiqiang and Wei Si Teng from Binhai. I don't know if there are others. I will go back to Binhai soon. I will go back by myself, and everyone else will stay here."

The old man whispered.

"I had a rest last night, just leave it all to me."

Han Qian stood up and patted the old man on the shoulder.

"Don't leave me again. Too many people have left me in the past two years. Cheetah and Nier came with Beloved. There are some problems in Luoshen's family and they can't come over. If anything happens, just let Beloved handle them. I I'm back."

When Han Qian stood up, he was in a daze and almost fell into the brazier. The old man held his son's arm.

Han Qian is gone. There will be a conflict between Grandma Liu's burial time and the auction. If this auction is canceled, it will be very difficult to hold it again next time. If it is next week at the earliest, it will happen within a week. Too many changes.

In Binhai, Wei Si Teng looked at Lin Zong Heng who suddenly appeared in the living room of his home. He was slightly surprised. Lin Zong Heng raised his head and looked at Wei Si Teng and smiled.

"You were worthless in my eyes at first, but now you can let someone kill Han Qian's sixth grandmother. You are priceless in my heart."

Wei Si Teng frowned and said in a low voice.

"Let's go out and say, don't say these things in front of your children."

Lin Zongheng glanced at the child standing in the kitchen, and then smiled.

"What? You did something and now you don't dare to admit it? Stop being so hypocritical and come with me."

Wei Si Teng shook his head.

"I can't go with you."

After saying this, Lin Zongheng stood up, and with two simple moves, Wei Si Teng fell to the ground like a hooked prawn. Lin Zongheng grabbed Wei Si Teng's hair and whispered.

"I can't make a deal with Han Qian without taking you away. I don't quite understand how your brain got into the Yamen Gate?"

After forcibly dragging the person out of the room, Lin Zongheng turned his head and looked at the child standing stupidly in the kitchen and curled his lips.

"Don't act like an idiot like your dad. Take a closer look at your dad. If you dare to call the police, this will be the last time you see him."

He didn't care whether the child would leave a psychological shadow, and whether he died or not had nothing to do with him.

Lin Zongheng went downstairs, looked at the two men from District 8 lying on the ground, and then looked at Liu Shengge standing in front of him and smiled.

"You have captured Zhao Zhiqiang. Don't be so greedy. These two trash have no brains. Even if Han Qian doesn't kill them, the people around him won't agree."

Liu Shengge nodded.

"Yes, I know! So I want to take away Wei Si Teng in your hand. My son has been nagging me a few words. As a father, you have to fulfill your son's little wish."

Lin Zongheng laughed.

"Liu Shengge! Are you so willing to raise a son for Han Qian?"

Liu Shengge shook his head.

"Whoever raises him is his son. There are not so many crooked truths. Let go of Wei Si Teng and I will let you go."

"What if I don't let go?"

"Then don't leave either of you."

Wei Tiancheng's voice suddenly appeared in the ears of the two of them. Lin Zongheng turned his head and looked to the west. Wei Tiancheng was carrying a baseball bat, followed by dozens of young people with tattoos of dragons and phoenixes, holding various things. .

No matter what, there must be fifty or sixty people.

Lin Zongheng smiled as he watched Wei Tiancheng approach step by step.

"Okay, okay! Wei Tiancheng, Wei Tiancheng, letting you live in the first place was really my father's biggest failure!"

After the words fell, a rich voice followed.

"Your father's failures are not just one or two!"

Lin Zongheng turned his head.

Tu Xiao, whose right hand was tightly wrapped in a bandage, came from the east side of the community, followed by Guan Junbiao and Xiao Hai, followed by twenty or thirty sturdy men in black and white gloves.

Wei Tiancheng lit a cigar and shouted with a smile.

"What's wrong, Tu Xiao? Isn't there anyone else over there? Are you just bringing this little rubbish here?"

Tu Xiao was too lazy to talk to Wei Tiancheng, and Wei Tiancheng pointed at Wei Si Teng in Lin Zongheng's hand.

"Put me down, you can get out."

Lin Zongheng squinted at Wei Tiancheng and sneered.

"Do you know who you're talking to?"

Wei Tiancheng chuckled, waved to the young people behind him, and said with a smile.

"Do you want to drive a Mercedes-Benz? Do you want to live in a villa? Opportunities are reserved for those with courage."

Looking at these ignorant young people, Lin Zongheng let go of Wei Si Teng and raised his hands.

"I'm leaving! I'm leaving! But this eunuch doesn't have any bargaining chips."

Tu Xiao chuckled.

"You don't need to worry. We have already contacted Qu Ledi to exchange Zhao Zhiqiang for Liu Shengge, otherwise Liu Shengge will become a commodity to be auctioned."

Lin Zongheng laughed.

"Can I take a look at the excitement? Boss Wei, Boss Tu."

The two of them were too lazy to talk to Lin Zongheng, and now the bastard's heart was about to be burned to ashes by anger.

About half an hour later, Qu Ledi drove over and dropped Zhao Zhiqiang, who was tied up tightly. Then he pulled Liu Shengge, who was very unwilling, into the car. After getting in the car, Liu Shengge felt that his blood pressure was a little high.

He shouldn't come over to disrupt Lin Zongheng's situation, but if he didn't come, it wouldn't be Liu Shengge's character.

After Liu Shengge left, Tu Xiao looked at Lin Zongheng.

"You also want to make merchandise?"

Lin Zongheng shrugged.

"You two don't dare to catch me, just scare Qu Ledi."

Tu Xiao grabbed Zhao Zhiqiang and smiled at Wei Tiancheng.

"Wei Si Teng gave it to you. I'll take Zhao Zhiqiang away first. It's a bit noisy here."

Wei Tiancheng smiled.

"that's all."

The two groups walked very quickly. Lin Zongheng, who was standing there, turned green in anger, but just when he was about to leave, Xiao Song came.

"Director Lin, I just called the police and claimed that you were suspected of kidnapping."

Lin Zongheng raised his hands and looked at Xiao Song.

"You can look into the pockets where I can hide people. When you find them, you can kill any of my nine tribes."