Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

At noon, when Han Qian returned to the basement, he had a small hammer in his hand.

Balloon Hammer that says One Hundred Ton.

Han Qian was sitting behind Feng Lun. Whenever Feng Lun slipped away, he would hit Feng Lun on the head with a hammer, forcing Han Qian to stand up and lift his chair.

Oh shit!

Feeling murderous.

Feng Lun lowered his head and looked at the puzzle seriously, holding his chin and replied with his back to Han Qian.

"Don't think about it. I just called Baitao and asked for a life-saving charm for myself. You have Lao Gu, Chen Qiang has Chen Zhan, and I, Feng Lun, have to grab a protective umbrella no matter what."

"oh!"

Han Qian put down his chair, took a deep breath, and then suddenly reached out and grabbed Feng Lun's hair.

boom!

The puzzle that had just been put together was smashed into pieces. Han Qian grabbed Feng Lun's hair and pulled him up. He pushed him gently, and the next second he kicked Feng Lun's chest with his right foot. Feng Lun's body turned over the chair and fell. On the ground, holding his chest and breathing heavily.

Han Qian stepped forward and kicked Feng Lun hard on the side. He squatted down and grabbed Feng Lun's hair, forcing Feng Lun to look at him. Han Qian said ferociously.

"You seem to have made a lot of mistakes. You are provoking me just because I don't want to talk to you, not because I don't want to touch you! Feng Lun, I am indeed reluctant to kill you, but I can chop off your hands and your legs, you know?" Whether it's Baitao or the Yamenmen, all they want is your head and they don't care at all what state you are in when you speak!"

After saying that, he grabbed Feng Lun's hair and smashed it on the floor before saying again.

"I haven't stopped you from harming Zhou Le. It's not because I can't help it, but I know that if you don't take action, someone will try to seduce him. Compared with what they gave, what you Feng Lun gave you is still eye-catching. I understand. Do you understand? Don’t always claim to be the director of Binhai. I, Han Qiancai, am the fucking king of Binhai. If I get tired of playing, all it takes is one word from me and the whole stage will enter the closing ceremony. Do you understand? Do you understand? ?”

Feng Lun gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.

"Han Qian, are you afraid that I will break up with you?"

Han Qian grabbed Feng Lun's hair and asked with a frown.

"You don't understand me? What have I been afraid of? I'm not even afraid of my father beating me!"

Letting go of Feng Lun, Han Qian stood up, clapped his hands and said coldly.

"You can enjoy the peace of mind puzzle, where you can have food, drink, and fun! I will come here regularly to check, and the puzzle of your brain will be over in almost a week! Be careful, I cut off all your ways of contacting the outside world, can Baitao protect you? She is with me Whether you can protect yourself when shouting in front of you is still a question."

Feng Lun lay on the ground and said nothing, Han Qian said again.

"Don't contact the outside world for a while."

Feng Lun sat up and wiped the nosebleed, and continued to puzzle, muttering quietly as he puzzled.

"When I was a kid, I watched other people's children play with this thing. I was so envious of it. How did you know, Han Qian, that I like Iron Man Train Man!"

"Because I like it too!"

After leaving the prison, Han Qian called Han Jiayi and learned that he was at the swimming pool with his mothers and sisters. Han Qian drove to pick up Han Jiayi. Han Jiayi came running all the way, but Han Qian was beaten by Han Qian. Qian slapped the back of his head.

"What do you want to do with women?"

Han Jiayi covered his head and frowned.

"Why do you do this if you don't find so many mothers for me? Do you blame me?"

Han Qian frowned, thought for a while, and said seriously.

"What you said makes sense, get in the car! Your grandpa called and asked me to buy groceries. I don't want to carry it."

Han Jia frowned and looked at Han Qian.

"So you came to pick me up as a coolie? I'm going back to the capital, and I won't be with you anymore."

"Don't, don't, don't! You are my biological son. We are both half and half. I don't want to go myself."

Han Qian didn't behave like a son when getting along with the old man, and he didn't behave like a father when getting along with his son.

The father and son were walking in the Lianshan Market in the old district. Han Qian didn't care at all what vegetables to buy. Han Jia chose everything, asked the price, and decided how much to buy. He didn't even pay the money. Han Jia just bought the vegetables. Will hand it to Han Qian.

After walking around, Han Qian suddenly spoke.

"Would you like to see the lives of the people at the lowest level?"

Han Jia looked at Han Qian.

"Do I have the right to choose?"

Han Qian nodded and smiled.

"Yes, your life is yours to choose, whether to be a young master who doesn't bow his head or to be an ordinary person who raises his head... um..."

The little Han Jiayi frowned and asked.

"Don't say it so nice. I'm young, but I'm not stupid. If you don't give me anything, my mother will consider whether to give it to me. Now I enjoy everything that Father Liu gave me. Once I pass At sixteen, everything I enjoy is gone, right?”

Han Qian narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"You're so smart~"

"How far?"

"Very close."

Even though it was very close, Han Jiayi bought himself a small schoolbag, put all the vegetables in it and carried it on his back. He walked about two kilometers without his father's help. Han Jiayi turned his head and looked at Han Qian. Han Qian laughed awkwardly.

"This has to happen! Find another place."

After getting in the car, Han Qian took Han Jiayi around the city with a cigarette in his mouth. Finally, he parked the car at an old market in Fengming District. Han Qian sat in the car and closed his eyes. As soon as Han Jia opened the car door.

"I'll go around by myself."

Han Qian closed his eyes and sighed.

As soon as Han Jia walked in the old market, he found that all the old people here were selling vegetables. On both sides of the road, there was a woven bag with small cucumbers or other vegetables placed on it. .

It's not the kind of green and clean supermarkets that look green, they are all carried in small buckets.

Han Jiayi squatted in front of an old woman's stall. The old woman picked up a cucumber and rubbed it again and again and handed it to Jiayi.

"They are all grown at home, without any pesticides! Just eat them when you're hungry."

Han Jia asked as soon as he took the cucumber and took a bite.

"Grandma, how much money can you make in one day?"

The old woman smiled and stretched out a finger, and Han Jia frowned.

"One hundred? Why so little?"

The old woman smiled.

"Ten bucks would be nice."

Han Jiayi looked at the old woman in astonishment, and then glanced at the cucumber in front of him. Han Jiayi took out a hundred yuan and handed it to the old woman.

"I want all of these from you!"

The old woman smiled and shook her head.

"No, what are you going to do with such a small purchase? Don't pity me, an old woman, just buy a piece of tofu for two yuan and eat it at home."

Han Jiayi asked in confusion.

"Grandma, where is your daughter and son?"

"No more!"

As soon as Han Jia looked at the white-haired old lady, he stood up, turned around and ran away. He opened the car door and punched his sleeping father in the side. Han Qian was stunned and frowned at Han Jia and said coldly.

"Are you tired of living?"

Han Jiayi roared at his father.

"You are the only one who wants to repay the crown prince? Get out of the car!"

"No more!"

"Can't you get off?"

"No more!"

As soon as Han Jiayi took out the lighter from his father's pocket, he squatted down and started to light the wheel. This frightened Han Qian, who got out of the car and grabbed Han Jiayi's back collar.

"You little bastard, are you looking for a beating?"

Han Jia took Han Qian's hand and walked towards the old market. He walked all the way to the old lady and said seriously.

"I'm going to buy all this grandma's food!"

Han Qian frowned.

"Is that all? You have no money?"

Han Jia kicked Han Qian's calf, Han Qian waved his hand and slapped his son on the back of the head, and Xiao Jia simply rolled on the ground.

"Buy! Buy it for me, grandma won't sell it to me! It's just you, Han Qian, or Prince Binhai. So many people are suffering. Grandma can't even make ten yuan a day. A cigarette you smoke only costs ten yuan. Han Qian, you are a devil, a fool, and a big bastard."

Han Qian felt a little noisy, so he bent down and picked up a cucumber and stuffed it into Han Jiayi's mouth. The old lady also looked at the father and son in front of her in confusion...?

Han Qian grabbed Han Jia and frowned.

"You want to spend money, right? Then buy all the vegetables on this street."

As soon as Han Jia pulled out the cucumber and started to take out the money, he found that the money was not enough, so he raised his head and looked at Han Qian.

"Lend me money and I'll pay it back to you when I get home."

Han Qian sneered.

"Borrowing money to do good things? Han Jiayi, Han Jiayi, before you do good things, let's see if you have the ability. How can you pretend to be a kind person if you don't have money? Get away as far as you can from me."

Han Jia gritted his teeth, then turned around and ran away.

Seeing his son running away while wiping his tears, Han Qian chuckled. With Xu Hongchang and Cui Li following him, he was not worried about this little bastard at all.

Squatting in front of the old lady's stall, Han Qian picked up the cucumber that Han Jia had thrown away, wiped it, took a bite and smiled.

"Cucumbers are grown well! Do you have subsistence allowance?"

The old lady smiled and shook her head.

"No, we can't handle it if we don't have any connections at home."

Han Qian nodded.

"That seems to be the case. Is anyone charging for this carpet? Is life difficult?"

The old lady smiled and said nothing. Han Qian stood up, stretched, took out his mobile phone and called Su Liang.

"Nursing home."

"I know, we're working on it! Are you going to the hospital tonight?"

"I have no time recently. I have to spend time with my children and family. I have to go to the company tomorrow. My empress is very resentful. She has been hanging around under my nose recently. I even pretended not to see it. Nursing home! This money has cost several companies money. , in fact, it’s just a venue fee.”

"Stop nagging, dad! Dear dad, can you let me eat?"

"What did you eat? It's noon, not noon, and it's not evening!"

"Can I eat my decapitated rice? Get lost."

After being yelled at by Su Liang, Han Qian curled his lips, and then found the community's phone number. When people from the community ran over, they were stunned when they saw Han Qian eating cucumber.

Han Qian asked straightforwardly.

"Why doesn't she have subsistence allowance?"

People in the community hesitated and didn’t know how to answer.

Han Qian said again

"Why are you so nervous? Calculate your own time. My son is so kind-hearted that he calls me a fool and a big bastard. Do you think I will really be a bastard and throw you all into it? Let Tu Xiao talk to you tomorrow. In the morning, I came to ask, poor people can't get the subsistence allowance, so you can live on the subsistence allowance. Make a count of the lonely elderly people in Fengming, prepare a list and send it to the government office. Don't ask me who should be given, eh... You should buy all these dishes."

When Han Qian drove home, Han Jiayi was already helping in the kitchen. When Han Qian spoke to him, Han Jiayi pretended not to hear him, snorted arrogantly and left.

The old man looked at the father and son and smiled.

"What's wrong? As soon as A came back, he started crying and wanted to exercise with me and beat you to death."

Han Qian laughed loudly and told what happened. The old man frowned and looked at Han Qian.

"The child is kind, what's wrong with you as a father?"

Han Qian looked at the old man seriously and said seriously.

"Be your father first, and then teach me how to be my father."

The old man nodded, and Han Qian ran away while wiping his hands with his apron. Although he won't be a father, I know when my father is going to beat me. I am a thief and understand when I am a son.

When he walked in the door, he saw Han Jiayi glaring at Han Qian, and Han Qian chuckled.

"Come on, daddy, give me a hug!"

At ten o'clock in the evening, Han Qian was lying in his small room, which was still a room with bunk beds. When he was about to go to sleep, Han Jia opened the door and walked in, standing beside Han Qian's bed and whispered.

"sorry."

Han Qian stretched out his hand and rubbed his son's head, smiling.

"It doesn't matter! Jiayi, you can do good things if you want to, but you can't force your good deeds on others. You can do as much as you are capable of!"

"I see!"

"so what!"

Snapped!

A water balloon exploded in Han Qian's face. Han Qian closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and smiled.

"Run, don't let me catch you tonight, Han Jiayi, I'll show you how much it hurts when the belt falls on your butt! Who the hell is a spoiled parent?"