Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

"Brother-in-law, let me tell you, if you drink the entire bottle of white wine, your illness will be cured."

Han Qian looked at the white wine glass on the table, and then at Yan Yingying sitting opposite, Han Qian said seriously.

"Sister-in-law, since you joined the army, your head is no longer disabled!"

After taking two pills, Han Qian's head became clearer. As he sipped the millet porridge made by his mother-in-law, Yan Yingying raised her head proudly.

"snort!"

Han Qian said again.

"I have a good relationship with Liu Shengge now. He is your eldest nephew's godfather!"

"Sister! Look at my brother-in-law!"

Yan Yingying quit, Yan Qingqing picked up the bun and stuffed it into Han Qian's mouth, saying softly.

"Don't poke her pain. She's too old now and doesn't know how to find a boyfriend!"

The topic that gave Yan Yingying a headache was brought up, and the mother-in-law also put down the buns in her hands and smiled.

"Xiao Qian, would you like to see if there is a suitable young man to introduce to Yingying?"

Han Qian raised his eyebrows, then scratched his head.

"There seems to be no single bachelor around me. I've been paying attention recently. Are there any in the army? Yan Yingying, you don't still like that kind of pretty boy, do you? Mom, my mother... Qingqing and I will pay attention to this matter. of."

Although he is not married, Han Qian will still call each other parents, but he has expressed strong dissatisfaction with Wen Nuan, and she is of little use.

Yan's mother looked at Han Qian and smiled with narrowed eyes.

"I know you're busy, so don't worry about Yingying! When will Jiayi come back?"

Han Qian frowned and thought for a while.

"It's estimated that he will come back around the third or fourth day of the lunar month. He will stay with you until the thirteenth day of the first lunar month and then return to the capital. You, the second elder, have the final say. I don't have time to care about Jia Yi."

After the meal, Han Qian lay on the sofa, and Yan Yingying squatted beside the sofa and whispered.

"Brother-in-law, you won't die, will you?"

"Um?"

At this time, Han Qian felt that his nose could not smell anything, and his ears and eyes were particularly hot. Yan Yingying stared at the watch on Han Qian's wrist and said seriously.

"If you die, give me your watch!"

Han Qian took off his watch and handed it to Yan Yingying.

"Here, give it, then stay away from me. Yan Yingying, do you wear makeup in the army? You've already let the makeup pick up the smell."

Yan Yingying wrinkled her nose.

"What?"

“The smell of stinky tofu!”

"Brother-in-law, I will fight with you!"

As a result, Yan Qingqing frowned and received a slap on the back of the head.

"Go away, your brother-in-law is feeling uncomfortable."

Yan Yingying took two symbolic steps back and sat on the single sofa. Yan Qingqing sat next to Han Qian and hugged his head. Then she saw Han Qian looking at her with tears in his eyes. Yan Qingqing frowned. road.

"Why are you crying?"

Han Qian looked aggrieved.

"I can't sneeze!"

Father Yan glanced at Han Qian, then ran upstairs. When he came down again, he stood at the stairs and shouted to Han Qian.

"Son-in-law, come on, daddy has medicine here."

Han Qian stood up and walked towards his father-in-law, while Yan Qingqing frowned while sitting on the sofa.

"Han Qian, don't put everything in your mouth! Dad, what medicine are you giving him? He doesn't even know what rejection means to his elders!"

Father Yan smiled.

"Licorice tablets!"

"Um?"

Yan Yingying was the first to ask questions and then spoke.

"Dad, are you sure? That medicine was not allowed to be sold a few years ago. Where did you get it?"

Father Yan frowned.

"Don't ask. At that time, I bought more than 20 bottles through some connections."

Yan Qingqing frowned and shouted.

"Why the hell are you waiting a minute? That thing won't expire?"

Father Yan was too lazy to talk to Yan Qingqing and gave Han Qian two small blue pills in packaging.

"Um?"

Han Qian leaned his neck forward, widened his eyes, and looked at the small blue pill in his hand in shock. Then he slowly raised his head. Father Yan gave Han Qian a look that every man could understand, and then sighed and patted Han Qian. Qian's shoulders.

"Understand, understand! Long live understanding!"

Han Qian looked at his father-in-law with his mouth wide open and frowned.

"Dad, there might be something wrong with these licorice slices!"

Father Yan frowned.

"Yes! How could it be wrong? That's right! Just eat it, and I'll make sure you don't make a sound once you eat it!"

Then he hugged Han Qian's shoulders and whispered.

"If I ask for another one from Qingqing, I don't even have any hope for Yan Yingying."

Yan Qingqing stood up and walked over, shouting.

"What are you two muttering about? What are you giving Han Qian to eat?"

Yan's father turned around and left. Han Qian turned to look at Yan Qingqing who was walking towards him. Then he was worried about being discovered by her and opened his mouth to stuff the medicine into his mouth. Yan Qingqing stepped forward and pinched Han Qian's face and stretched out her hand to take the medicine. Taken out of the mouth.

Yan Qingqing said angrily.

"Even if it enters your stomach, I can take it out for you!"

Yan Yingying smiled.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Are you still watching my brother-in-law take medicine?"

Yan Qingqing turned her head and said angrily.

"You know nothing. It's extremely difficult for your brother-in-law to take medicine. You coaxed and threatened him into taking two pills in the morning. And he has something to do today, otherwise he wouldn't be able to take medicine. Now he wants to destroy the evidence! Han Qian Don’t run away, come back here!”

Han Qian ran away, and Yan Qingqing chased him downstairs, but he was still a step too late, and the grandson drove away.

Then Yan Qingqing called Han Qian.

"What on earth did my father give you? This doesn't look like licorice tablets!"

Han Qian sighed and replied.

"My dear, please stop asking! What do you think the two of us can do sneakily?"

"This old bastard, I'll scold him when I get back!"

"Farewell! This is all for our own good! They are urging us to have a second child."

"I think he looks like a second child. Remember to take your medicine at noon! Where are you going now?"

"Aunt Qian's house, I don't have time to spend time with our aunt today, so I will go back wherever I finish, so that my aunt can feel more comfortable. I will pick up Ji Jing and Beloved right now."

"I got it, stop bickering and remember to take your medicine!"

Yan Qingqing hung up the phone and went upstairs angrily. As a result, Yan's father pretended to have a stomachache and hid in the bathroom!

I called Ji Jing in advance and asked for a mask. Adults were fine, but we couldn't let the children catch a cold.

As a result, when Beloved came downstairs and saw his listless baby girl, Han Qian's heart skipped a beat. He opened the door and got out of the car, ran over and picked up the baby girl from Ji Jing's arms. Beloved opened his eyes, and then pursed his lips and let out a wah. Just cried.

"Dad, I'm sick!"

Han Qian held his precious daughter and said softly.

"Baby, don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry. Daddy isn't going anywhere today. Daddy will accompany you to get the injection!"

Then Han Qian looked at Ji Jing and frowned, and Ji Jing pouted.

"Nephew, don't look at me! She doesn't sleep at night and insists on going downstairs to play. When she gets hot, she takes off her coat and catches a cold!"

Beloved hugged Han Qian's neck and shouted.

"Then why don't you dress me!"

Ji Jing squinted at Beloved.

"You are rolling in the snow, I think you are dirty!"

Ji Jing, who had a ponytail on her head, went to drive with her head held high, driving Yan Qingqing's Raptor. As soon as she got in the car, Beloved lay in Han Qian's arms and looked at Ji Jing.

"Mom~ feed the steering wheel!"

Ji Jing was too lazy to pay attention to Han Chong'er, started the car, turned the steering wheel and frowned.

"I've been to the hospital, it's just a viral cold! Will you send your eldest nephew to your hometown tomorrow for Beloved?"

Ji Jing was really a little annoyed, especially since she had a constant runny nose after catching a cold. Little Beloved still had little energy, and the coffee table was covered with paper towels. Ji Jing almost collapsed many times.

Han Qian looked at Beloved and chuckled.

"It's okay, dad will take you to play today!"

Beloved agreed happily, but when he arrived at Qian Ling's house, he stopped leaving. He held a basket of sugar oranges and stuffed them into his mouth. Han Qian stood in front of the window and looked at his daughter, smiling bitterly.

"We are really doing well. Being sick doesn't affect our appetite. I'm going to your aunt's house later, will you go?"

Beloved looked up.

"Dad, I'm sick~ I went to my aunt and she said I'm fat~"

Han Qian thought for a while before speaking.

"Your nursery rhyme mother will go too!"

Beloved pushed away Sugar Orange and lay down on the sofa.

"Dad, I'm so full~ I don't want to go anywhere!"

The two people Beloved fears the most.

Great aunt Qian Hong.

Monster Mom Nursery Rhymes!