Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

My foreign father-in-law is really a bit unfamiliar to me.

Han Qian looked a little reserved sitting on the sofa, and Mailus, a sturdy little old man, was also quite nervous. It was not the first time that the two met, but they had not seen each other often.

Myrus looked out the window and said softly.

"The snow is quite white."

Han Qian, whose slightly broken Chinese was understandable, glanced at the falling snow outside the window and hummed softly.

After a while, Mailus said again.

"I don't know how long it will rain."

Han Qian replied without thinking.

"How about I go ask?"

The chat was terminated again. Yu Shici, who was busy with her mother in the kitchen, walked to the living room. Looking at the two men who only drank tea and said nothing, Yu Shici stepped forward and stood behind Han Qian, smiling.

"Can't you two communicate?"

Han Qian raised his head and Mailus chuckled.

“I don’t know what to talk about~”

Yu Shici patted Han Qian's head and turned away. Han Qian took out one and handed it to Mailus, smiling.

"What kind of animals do you raise on your ranch abroad? Are there any sheep?"

When he mentioned what he was good at, Myrus became interested. He talked nonchalantly about his experience in ranching to Han Qian. Occasionally he said a few sentences in English. He felt that Han Qian didn't understand and explained it a little more. , Mailus sighed as he spoke.

"Next year we will go abroad to celebrate the New Year! I will give you a whole bear to eat. It tastes very good when cooked."

Han Qian chuckled.

"Okay! Let's go together when we have time. I've always wanted to try whether this compound bow can be used for hunting."

At this time, Yu Shici called the two of them to eat.

On a purely Western-style dining table, Yu Ma opened an oil paper bag with gloves and smiled.

"Taste it, taste how my skills compare to those of your other mothers-in-law!"

Mailus, who was holding the wine, frowned and glared at Yu's mother, opened a bottle of foreign wine, poured Han Qian a glass, and said softly.

"Ignore her, she will never speak for the rest of her life."

Han Qian picked up the wine glass with both hands and Mailus said again.

"We foreigners don't have so many rules. You can stay here as comfortable as you like. You can call me big brother. You don't care about so many details. Try the barbecue. It tastes good."

After a glass of vodka, Han Qian was no longer nervous at all. He held the glass and listened to Myrus telling the story of his youth. At that time, he was young and didn't know what to do after he had a wife and children. He always wanted to travel around the world. See every corner of the world.

Han Qian basically listened. At eleven o'clock, Yu Shici stood up and walked to Han Qian's side and whispered.

"It's eleven o'clock, you still have a lot to do."

Han Qian stood up and waved to Melus unsteadily.

"We agreed! Let's go hunting together!"

The wind blew when he went out, and Han Qian felt a little heady. Yu Shici asked in a low voice.

"How about you go home and rest in the afternoon? Is that okay with you?"

Han Qian grinned.

"Okay! How can a man say no? Poetry! How come I find you are getting more and more beautiful after drinking?"

Yu Shici curled his lips.

"Okay, it's hard for you to say something nice, so I won't embarrass you! I'll send you out of the community, whose house are you going to?"

Han Qian whispered.

"I'm going to find Aunt Ji. If Beloved doesn't come back this year, Aunt Ji will look a little lonely by herself. She has to get through it no matter what!"

The two walked out of the community together, and Ji Jing's car was waiting at the door.

After getting in the car, Ji Jing reached out and touched Han Qian's face and said softly.

"You can go home and sleep for two hours, and then set off at one o'clock."

Han Qian squeezed Ji Jing's hand and said softly.

"Don't you need to go over to your father's side?"

Ji Jing shook her head.

"No! There's no need to go there. It's between the two of us. I owe nothing to their family. If he doesn't starve to death, I've fulfilled my obligation. He doesn't deserve to let you go! I don’t want to hear you talk nonsense to me, go home and sleep in the car?”

Han Qian smiled and said that he could go anywhere. Aunt Ji nodded thoughtfully. As he walked, Han Qian felt more and more that there was something wrong with this route. When the car stopped at Xiangmanhuadu, Han Qian Qian turned his head and looked at Ji Jing.

"Hmm...didn't you say you want me to sleep for two hours?"

"Go to nursery rhyme's house and sleep! I'll go with you!"

"ah?"

After getting out of the car, Ji Jing took the gift she bought and walked into the unit door very naturally. Han Qian followed behind and held on to the handrail of the stairs. He always felt a little guilty.

What Han Qian hates the most is the holidays, mainly because he is so busy.

Sometimes he really wants to tear it apart himself!

After the alcohol hit him, Han Qian stood in the corridor with two thumbs up and chopped the ground hard with his right foot.

"Stuck~"

Click.

The door of Tongyao's parents' house was pushed open. Tongyao leaned out half of his body and looked at Han Qian standing at the bottom of the stairs and asked.

"What's stuck in your crotch? I told you not to wear such tight pants, is it stuck in your crotch?"

Seeing Tong Yao taking the things from Ji Jing's hand very naturally, Han Qian was somewhat surprised and walked up the steps and whispered softly.

"You're stuck!"

Tongyao narrowed her eyes and smiled at Han Qian, then turned and left.

Seeing Lao Tong was much more comfortable than seeing Mailus. Han Qian was lying on the sofa, his head resting on Lao Tong's legs.

"Dad! What are you looking at? Let's chat for a while."

The old man looked at the book in his hand and shook his head.

"No chat! Your cultural literacy is too low."

Han Qian sat up and pointed at his nose and shouted.

"My cultural literacy is low? You say my literacy is low and I admit it, but you say my literacy is low. I will show it to you right now! Can you recite the apprenticeship guide backwards?"

Tong Huanglou put down the book in his hand and laughed.

"Not bad, right? Come on, let's talk, little boy! Give Han Qian some hot soup for him to drink first. I won't drink at noon today, Ji Jing! I won't treat you as a guest when I get home. ah!"

Ji Jing, who was standing in the kitchen, smiled.

"I've always called this place home."

Nursery rhymes whispered.

"My home!"

Tong Ma slapped Tong Yao on the shoulder and scolded.

"Go away, why don't you call your brother and tell him that your legs will be broken if you return to Binhai?"

Tong Yao stopped talking, and Ji Jing took Tong Ma's arm and said softly.

"Oh~ Mom, please stop talking about nursery rhymes~ She is also worried that you are too tired to cook, and women are petty."

Tong Yao glared at Ji Jing, and Ji Jing said aggrievedly.

"Why are you staring at me? Mom still doesn't welcome me!"

Tong Yao was slapped again and angrily brought chicken soup to the living room and handed it to Han Qian. Then she was scolded by the old boy again. Tong Yao sat behind Han Qian and waved her little fists at Han Qian's back to vent her anger. temper.

Lao Tong watched Han Qian take a sip of chicken soup and smiled.

"Han Qian, let me ask you a question. If one day you saw someone jumping from the Binhe Bridge, would you save him?"

Han Qian smiled while holding the chicken soup.

"It should be saved."

Nursery rhymes whispered behind her.

"It seems like you are very good at water. Even warmth can drown you! Are you going to save others or create trouble? You still have to drown in it."

Han Qian smiled and said nothing, and the old boy smiled.

"The nursery rhyme is right! Han Qian, you said that your education is not low, then tell me, what does it mean that a gentleman will not save you?"

Han Qian smiled and shook his head.

"I don't know! But I know one thing, if a gentleman doesn't save you, a saint won't let you go! And I! Your son-in-law Han Qian is the greatest saint in modern society! There is no one, so I will do my best to turn the tide."

The old boy smiled helplessly and whispered nursery rhymes.

"I haven't figured it out yet, yet I went outside to save him. I thought I would be far away on this day~ If Wen Nuan hadn't extended a helping hand to you, saint? You are an older leftover man!"

At this time, Ji Jing came over with a tea cup and said softly.

"I think what the eldest nephew said is absolutely right~ I remember that the eldest nephew had the most difficult life at that time. He owed more than four million yuan. When Yan Qingqing didn't pay her salary, she didn't give you less money, right? When she didn't have time to take care of herself. Didn’t I save you too?”

Old Tong asked doubtfully.

"Is there still this matter?"

Ji Jing smiled.

"Uncle~ Let me tell you how Tong Yao and Han Qian met, and why we call her Tong Yaoshi~"

He stood up and said with a smile.

"Ji Jing, I'll prepare a gift for you. Come here, come here!"