Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

The day before he was imprisoned, Baitao, Cheng Jin, and Li Jinhai went to Shengjing for a meeting. They said it was better to go there and get scolded than to have a meeting. Han Qian also knew that he was about to go in and squat, so he dragged Ji Jing to absenteeism from work, and was angry. Yan Qingqing cursed Han Qian on the phone.

Han Qian didn't care at all and asked if he could bring something to eat. Yan Qingqing told Han Qian to come back with his head. Han Qian thought carefully and then hung up the phone.

Taking Ji Jing's hand to Yang Caihuan's morgue, Aunt Ji stood beside the coffin, bent over and looked at the woman lying inside, and said softly.

"My eldest nephew, she is so beautiful! It feels like a pity. There is still a lot of time to enjoy this world that is not perfect."

Aunt Ji looked at Han Qian, holding her mouth and her eyes slightly red.

"Niece, I don't want anyone to die."

Ji Jing sat aside, lying on the coffin, looking down at Yang Caihuan lying inside, and whispered.

"My life is very hard. I am very optimistic and strive to live. I always think that nothing is more important than living. Why should I choose to give up? Everyone's life is gorgeous, but don't be like fireworks. "

Han Qian sat opposite Ji Jing and said softly.

"Because not everyone is as powerful as my Aunt Ji. I heard that some people are harassing you?"

Ji Jing did not deny it. She stretched out her hand as if to touch Yang Caihuan's face, but was blocked by the glass. Ji Jing grabbed the glass and whispered.

"Yeah! It started to increase last night. Many people said you are not a good person, scolded you and me, but I don't care, just scold~ Anyway, I have been scolded since I was a child, so I am used to it! If I scold me, I will say thank you again, I guess. You won’t be in the mood to scold me next time.”

Han Qian also lay on the coffin and whispered.

"not angry?"

Ji Jing whispered.

"You're angry, why aren't you angry? I get angry when you scold me, but I don't get angry when you scold me. It's a pity! Fortunately, my eldest nephew doesn't kill anyone."

Ji Jing's chin rested on the coffin, and Han Qian smiled.

"Are you scared? Being so close to the dead."

Ji Jing shook her head.

"Don't be afraid. My grandma was lying next to me when she died. I called out to my mom and dad, but they didn't respond. I said we'll talk about it later in the day, so I hugged my grandma's body and slept the whole night. At night, at that time, I felt that there was nothing scary about dead people, but I was really afraid of people dying around me."

Aunt Ji raised her head and complained to Han Qian.

"Then my husband is on the verge of death every day, which makes me very angry!"

Looking at Ji Jing's anxious look, Han Qian felt that Aunt Ji was really cute and cute at this time, but Han Qian couldn't laugh because of the occasion, the location, and Yang Caihuan.

Han Qian said softly.

"Would you like to go out to eat?"

Ji Jing shook her head.

"I don't want to move, the coffin is so cool! My nephew, I want to ask you something."

Han Qian smiled.

"you say!"

"Can Yang Caihuan not be cremated? She is really beautiful."

Han Qian looked at Ji Jing and sighed.

"What do you want?"

Ji Jing whispered.

"Just... can you let her lie here forever?"

Han Qian looked at Ji Jing with raised eyebrows and sighed.

"Let's rest in peace, we can't stay here for the rest of our lives."

Ji Jing replied with her head held high.

"Why not? It's only more than five hundred yuan a day. I have money now. Can I cover it for a year?"

Ji Jing really rarely plays petty, but once she does, she really cares about this matter, Han Qian said with a helpless smile.

"I'm going to smoke a cigarette."

After walking out of the morgue, Han Qian sat under a tree and called Liu Ding and told him to bring some dumplings.

Liu Ding, who was shopping with his wife, hung up the phone and took his wife with him to go home. Hu Jiaojiao looked confused.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"Call Mom and tell her to make dumplings now."

Hu Jiaojiao frowned.

"Why don't you just buy it?"

Liu Ding frowned and said seriously.

"Hu Jiaojiao, you can do whatever you want to me. Even if you cheat on me now, I will forgive you. But if you fool me into what Brother Qian'er wants, I...I will cleanse myself and leave the house."

Then Liu Ding called Xu Hongchang.

"Uncle~ Master, what kind of fillings do you eat in dumplings?"

Xu Hongchang smiled.

"This is troublesome. The ladies all hope that the young master will eat more leeks, but the young master doesn't like eating them. How can he make them himself? If you buy them, the young master won't tell you anything."

Hu Jiaojiao hummed at Liu Ding, and Liu Ding whispered.

"I won't buy it. I don't trust it. Is it lard sauerkraut?"

"Where is the young master? I went over to make some dumplings."

"It's in the morgue, I think he's over there with Mrs. Ji."

"Go and get busy. You'd better hurry up. The young master will get angry when he's hungry."

Liu Ding took his wife and ran home. Hu Jiaojiao sat in the passenger seat and told her mother-in-law to prepare dumplings. Then she asked Liu Ding what he was doing. He was not working or going to school. When he went to the department store, the manager of the department store They are all brothers to him.

Even the Eighth District, which I didn't dare to go to before, is taken care of now. The owners of several nightclubs serve tea and water.

"Husband, what on earth are you doing?"

"Ah? You're just a bitch! You're a vagrant."

Hu Jiaojiao looked helpless and sighed.

"My cousin asked you to introduce her to a job."

"Hey, are you going to accompany the drinking girl in the eighth district? She is acting weird and mean to you every day. Isn't her husband very powerful? I will fire her husband from the county with just a phone call."

"No, make dumplings, make dumplings!"

The call was made at eleven o'clock, but the dumplings were not delivered until nearly one o'clock. Han Qian looked at the several thermos buckets in front of him, raised his head and looked at Liu Ding with a frown.

"Did you go to the United States to buy me dumplings?"

Liu Ding scratched his head and smiled.

"My mother made it fresh."

"What kind of stuffing?"

"Lard sauerkraut."

Han Qian's eyes lit up. He opened the aluminum lunch box and looked at the fat dumplings. Han Qian smiled.

"It's fine, it's not that kind of gadget! Where's the vinegar? Where's the vinegar?"

Liu Ding was confused, turned his head to look at Xu Hongchang, and said sadly.

"Uncle Xu, you didn't tell me that the young master is jealous!"

Xu Hongchang chuckled, took out a bottle of vinegar in his arms, and said with a smile.

"Look, you can't do it without me, right?"

Han Qian kicked Xu Hongchang in the butt, then pointed at the guy squatting under the tree in the distance with his head lowered and said angrily.

"If you're not dead, come here and eat dumplings. I'll take care of you when I'm full."

Cui Li stood up and came over with his head hunched. Han Qian glared at him and turned back to the morgue. He stood next to Aunt Ji holding dumplings and said vaguely.

"Dumplings, stuffed with lard residue and sauerkraut."

Ji Jing took a deep breath and stared at the lunch box. Han Qian didn't give her a chance to refuse. He picked up a dumpling and stuffed it into Ji Jing's mouth. Ji Jing frowned.

"Eldest nephew, I...woo!"

After stuffing another dumpling, Ji Jing got really angry and slapped Han Qian's butt twice, swallowing the dumpling with difficulty and frowning.

"My nephew, what are you doing?! Do you want to burn me to death?"

Han Qian bent down and kissed Ji Jing's lips, and then kissed the lunch box, wondering.

"It's the same!"

Ji Jing raised her eyebrows and looked at Han Qian and said seriously.

"My lips are as hard as aluminum lunch boxes?"

Han Qian kissed Ji Jing again, tilted his head and said.

"You were holding your lips tight just now. Eat another one?"

Ji Jing shook her head.

"I won't eat. I'm not hungry anyway! My eldest nephew, I want to stay here with Yang Caihuan at night."

Han Qian held his chin and thought seriously.

"It's not impossible. I'll let Cui Li be here! Aunt Ji."

"Um?"

"Do you want a second child?"

Originally, Ji Jing really wanted to have a sweet talk with Han Qian. After seeing Yang Caihuan, she felt deeply in her heart and was worried that one day she would not be able to accompany Han Qian. But now Han Qian's words broke Ji Jing's guard.

Second child?

She thought of Beloved standing at the door and knocking.

"Ji Jing, Ji Jing, open the door. I know you are at home. Ji Jing, Ji Jing, open the door. Open the door."

Ji Jing's face turned from gentle to livid, and then her face became tense. She raised her head and looked at Han Qian and said seriously.

"Eldest nephew, go find some nursery rhymes and ask for them!"

"I'll stay with you for a while, just for a while!"

Han Qian was pushed out of the morgue. Ji Jing simply closed the door and looked at Han Qian resentfully through the door.

"I want to spend some sweet time with you, but you always want to play with me for a while!"

Han Qian said seriously.

"Nonsense, I'm not the kind of person to open the door~ Aunt Ji, open the door, open the door."

Ji Jing's face became increasingly uglier and uglier for you to see. She turned her head to look at Han Qian and gritted her teeth.

"I know who my daughter is following!"

Han Qian took a step back and looked at Ji Jing, who was bulging her mouth and staring, and murmured in a low voice.

"Follow me? I'm not as naughty as my daughter."

Ji Jing went back to the coffin, taking pictures of Yang Caihuan with her mobile phone, Han Qian frowned.

"Why did you take pictures of dead people?"

"Why should I take pictures of living people?"

"That makes sense!"

Han Qian turned around and looked at Cui Li, jumped up and slapped Cui Li on the back of the head.

"You idiot, I'm going to force you to stay here at night! You're not allowed to sleep!"

Cui Li nodded seriously, Han Qian snapped his fingers at Xu Hongchang, and Xu Hongchang ran away with Han Qian.

Hu Jiaojiao looked at Han Qian and Xu Hongchang leaving and whispered to Liu Ding.

"Your job is quite easy."