Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Early in the morning, before it was dark outside, Qian Qian had already gotten up.

He washed his face with cold tap water, and the biting coldness made Qian Qian's brain very clear. After brushing his teeth, he wrote two words on the blackboard.

Marina!

My aunt went to Binhai, and Zhou Le mentioned this place.

At this time, there were already five words on the blackboard that interested Qian Qian.

Amnesia.

Car accidents, snake venom, warmth.

four million!

Marina.

Qian Qian could understand the others, but he couldn't understand the meaning of the word "warmth". He could feel that he was very sensitive to these two words. Did someone give me warmth, or was someone's name called "warmth"? ?

Going downstairs and opening the rolling shutter door, Qian Qian tilted his head and looked at the old man busy at the door.

do not know!

I’m sure you don’t know him. The old man was pushing a wheelbarrow and was cleaning up the construction debris collected yesterday. The old man looked at Qian Qian who was wearing a military coat. He quickly wiped his hands and took out a cigarette and handed it to Qian Qian, feeling a little shy. whispered.

"Man, I...I'll pick up this rubbish for you, and then...can you give me these rags? I'll get some wood or something to go home and make a fire, and I'll give you the money after selling the rest."

Qian Qian took the cigarette and looked at the construction debris at the door. The pile on the hill was mixed with some broken wood that had been cleaned up, cardboard boxes and some old tables that were not given away.

He looked the old man up and down.

He was in his sixties, wearing a torn cotton-padded jacket, and his hands were full of frostbite scars. He looked at the wheelbarrow again, lit a cigarette and said with a smile.

"Hey, you old man want to bribe me with a cigarette? I'm a principled person."

The old man suddenly looked embarrassed. He heard that there was a young man in this Internet cafe who was very nice. Just when the old man was embarrassed, Qian Qian grinned and said again.

"Two sticks, you can't bargain."

The old man's eyes lit up, and he gave Qian Qian a pack of red pandas he had bought in the morning.

Nine dollars.

For some young people, it may not be enough money for a lunch, but for an old man, this is most of the day's income.

Seeing the old man carefully cleaning up the construction waste at the door, Qian Qian left with a cigarette in his mouth. When he came back again, he was carrying two bags of steamed buns and two cups of soy milk. He threw a bag of steamed buns and a cup of soy milk to the old man and frowned. .

"We'll start drying again when the sun comes out later. It's still freezing here! No one is trying to compete with you. Come on! Let's have a drink."

The old man held the soy milk and looked at the young man sitting next to him and smiled.

The smile is very innocent and cute.

During the short chat, Qian Qian got to know the old man somewhat. He is not as old as Qian Qian thought. He is only fifty-six years old. He has a son with cerebral palsy at home. His wife ran away after he was born. He didn't give up after all these years, working part-time, picking up rags and everything, and got sick from the exhaustion of carrying corpses.

Now I occasionally do odd jobs and pick up rags to survive.

Qian Qian mumbled while eating the steamed buns.

"I always feel that I have encountered similar things somewhere, but I can't remember it! Work hard! People have to move forward while living, especially men. They can't treat themselves as human beings. This head is tied to the belt of their pants. You might be able to live a better life."

The little old man gave Qian Qian a thumbs up.

"My man is right."

Qian Qian didn't feel that his sympathy was overflowing. He always felt that his heart was lost due to amnesia, and he lost a lot of sympathy and a lot of distinction.

Qian Qian left while the old man was collecting construction waste. There were many things in the Internet cafe that needed to be customized. Qian Qian fell in love with something called ecological wood. He thought it looked good on the wall, but when he asked about the price, Qian Qian ran to the lumber factory.

What the hell is it seventy-eighty square meters?

This busy time lasted all morning. During the whole morning, Qian Qian saw many LED screens playing advertisements made by Wu Qingsi, promoting her coming to Changqing City on January 1st.

Qian Qian pinched his fingers.

There are ten days left!

This year is about to pass.

After wandering around the city, Qian Qian finally chose other materials. He couldn't help but spend the four million his aunt gave him.

In the afternoon, I rode a three-step, three-step eight-legged bicycle back to the Internet cafe. As soon as I walked into the street, I saw a lot of people gathered around the entrance of the Internet cafe. Qian Qian muttered in a low voice.

"This hasn't opened yet? Is my brain so useful?"

The onlookers also heard the deafening noise of the bicycle, and they all made way for the little network administrator. But as soon as the crowd moved aside, Qian Qian frowned.

The little old man who was still smiling innocently and cutely in the morning was kneeling on the ground. He was a man who was 1.85 meters tall and wearing a black mink. He had a bag under his arm and pinched his waist with one hand. He was kicking and screaming. Put it on the little old man's arm.

"Apologise! I asked you to fucking apologize. Ask around in Changqing City. Anyone who sees my cannon must not call him Brother Pao! Are you scaring my dog? Don't you know that this dog belongs to my cannon?"

"Sorry, sorry Brother Pao!"

"It's the dog that wants you to apologize, isn't it! I want you to apologize to the dog!"

"That's right, I'm sorry."

Qian Qian stood there with his head tilted.

dog?

cannon?

Cannon dog?

Dog cannon?

Qian Qian didn't know what these three words meant, but he felt that his hands were shaking and his scalp was slightly numb. Looking at the man in front of him, Qian Qian walked forward with a gloomy face and stretched out his hand to put on the man's shoulder. .

As soon as Brother Pao turned around, Qian Qian suddenly took action and punched Brother Pao in the face. Brother Pao tilted his body, Qian Qian stepped forward again and grabbed the green onion on Brother Pao's head, and hit his lower abdomen with his knee. An uppercut knocked Brother Pao unconscious.

Qian Qian's movements were done in one go, and he didn't even know why he was so skilled.

Brother Pao was stunned. He covered his face and looked at the young man with confused eyes. Qian Qian stretched out his hand to pull up the little old man who was kneeling on the ground and frowned.

"What are you doing kneeling down? What's going on?"

"Man, this...his dog peed on our door, so I stamped my foot, and then he said I scared his dog and wanted me to pay compensation, man, I..."

After hearing what the little old man said, Qian Qian looked around and couldn't see any sign of the dog. Then he pointed at Brother Pao and looked at the little old man and asked.

"Is he going to pee at the door?"

The passers-by who were watching couldn't help laughing. The little old man pointed to the arms of the woman behind Brother Pao, and Qian Qian saw a curly teddy.

to be honest!

Qian Qian doesn’t hate cats and dogs, he quite likes them.

But he doesn't like Teddy, Bichon Frize and the like.

It's noisy.

Qian Qian asked with a frown.

"Where's the rope?"

Brother Pao, who had been beaten, looked at the young man in front of him and frowned.

"You dare to hit me?"

Qian Qian tilted his head and looked at Brother Pao, then took off his old military coat. He only wore a two-rib vest underneath. The tattoo of Dragon Snake was exposed in the air. The tattoo was not scary. What was scary was the tattoo on his shoulder. Two scars like fireworks.

When the weather was more than 20 degrees below zero, Qian Qian twisted his neck and hooked his hands at Brother Pao.

"I don't know why I want to hit you, but I just want to hit you!"

Under the watch of his woman and these people, Brother Pao's pride told him to fight. Brother Pao bent down and picked up a steel bar and threw it at Qian Qian's head. Qian Qian grinned and raised his left arm to resist the attack. A steel bar.

There was a muffled sound, and Qian Qian seemed to feel no pain in the eyes of everyone. He watched the little network administrator grab Gang Jin with his backhand, pull Brother Pao closer, and punch him in the face one after another.

Dog cannon!

Dog cannon!

These three words were stimulating Qian Qian like a stimulant.

After throwing four punches, his right hand was suddenly grabbed. Qian Qian turned his head suddenly, with endless killing intent in his eyes. In the next second, Qian Qian released his strength, stood up and whispered.

"Grandpa Yan."

Old Man Yan picked up his clothes and put them on Qian Qian, smiling.

"I'll beat your friend to death in a while and you won't be able to deal with it."

Upon hearing this, Qian Qian turned his head and looked at the urban management car parked in the distance. Zhou Le had already trotted over.

Zhou Le squeezed through the crowd and looked at Qian Qian, who was wearing a military coat, and then at Brother Pao, whose face was covered with blood. Zhou Le did not ask the two of them, but asked the passers-by who were watching. When he learned that he was walking the dog without a leash, After the conflict broke out, Zhou Le looked at Brother Pao coldly.

"Cannon, next time I see you walking your dog without a leash! I will take your dog away and eat it!"

The woman next to Cannon pointed at Qian Qian and screamed at Zhou Le.

"What's the point of beating him?"

Zhou Le curled his lips and said.

"I'm a city manager, and I'm not a policeman. What's the use of talking to me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Le mouthed to Qian Qiannu.

"Get busy decorating, and make your ass bigger!"

Qian Qian nodded. When Zhou Le drove everyone away, Brother Pao pointed at Qian Qian and said angrily.

"Don't you dare tell me your name!"

"Qian Qian!"

Qian Qian returned to the Internet cafe. Zhou Le dispersed the onlookers and returned to the car. He took out a bag of wolfberry from his wristband and dialed a phone number with his other hand.

"Sister Sun, are you busy? One of my buddies got into a fight with Cannon because he was walking his dog without a leash! Oh, you can talk to me, right? Thank you, Sister Sun, you are just... Huh? Evergreen Hotel? Now? Okay, okay, I’ll go right away.”

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Le grabbed a handful of wolfberries and stuffed them into his mouth, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.

"Damn it, fat bitch, I'll fight you by eating wolfberries."

Zhou Le left.

Brother Pao went to call the police, but he was told to go back and wait for news. At this glance, he knew that the other party was in a relationship.

After leaving the Yamen Gate and entering, Brother Pao gritted his teeth.

"What did that little brat call you just now? Dare you hit me?"

The girlfriend next to her hugged the dog and replied with a frown.

"It seems to be called Qian. There were so many people at that time that I couldn't hear clearly. Oh oh oh oh, it's called Han Qian!"

Brother Pao sneered.

"Han Qian, right? Just wait!"

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