Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2.

Chapter 1531 An An!
Sun Zhengmin became the person who took the blame for Bai Tao, and he seemed quite happy as he ran to Binhai happily.

Han Qian could guess what benefits Bai Tao had promised him.

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It's the twelfth month of the year again.

In Northeast China, it seems that nothing is more important than New Year's Eve, so Han Qian followed his mother back to the countryside early.

Qian'er's mother's legs felt uncomfortable again, and she sat on the kang and didn't want to move. Han Qian took Wen Nuan's hand and walked out of the door. Wen Nuan raised her hand and pointed at the chestnut horse. Han Qian shook his head and smiled.

"Let's go burn paper for Sixth Grandma. Let's walk there. Don't be like Luoshen who insisted on driving up there yesterday!"

Wen Nuan glanced at the raptor at the door and whispered.

"Did Luoshen break the footrest of the bird of prey? Fox was so busy last night that it was inconvenient to close the door."

Holding Wen Nuan's hand, he walked out of the yard, and Wen Nuan lowered her head and whispered.

"Let's take the side road. I don't want to talk."

Han Qian looked at the crowd in the distance and smiled.

"You, you, did you get the tape?"

Wen Nuan took out her wallet and shook her head.

"Burn this. The exchange rate is relatively high. Let Sixth Grandma buy it herself!"

Han Qian turned around and went back to get the paper. Wen Nuan stood at the gate of the yard, staring at the sky in a daze. At this time, an old man from the same village who had a good relationship with the Han family walked past Wen Nuan carrying a shovel and said with a smile.

"When will the old lady come back?"

Wen Nuan slowly lowered her head and looked at the old man who called her aunt. Wen Nuan frowned and looked up at the sky again. At this time, Han Qian came out with a bag of paper and kicked Wen Nuan's butt lightly, laughing.

"I'm saying hello to you, are you mute?"

Wen Nuan turned around and glared at Han Qian, then hid behind him. Han Qian smiled helplessly at this nephew who was more than 20 years older than him.

"He has such a cowardly temper. What were you doing with the shovel?"

The old man smiled.

"Let's go to Liugu River and see if we can catch some fish."

Han Qian nodded and pulled Wen Nuan up the mountain. On the way, Han Qian muttered to himself. Wen Nuan became annoyed and grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into Han Qian's mouth.

"I'm so annoyed by your constant nagging. What's wrong with me not liking to talk to strangers? What law stipulates that I must talk to strangers?"

Han Qian wiped the snow off his face and smiled.

"I'm curious about how you spend your day at work without saying a word?"

Wen Nuan snorted proudly.

She ignored Han Qian.

When they arrived at Sixth Grandma's grave, Han Qian was sweeping the snow with a broom placed beside him. Wen Nuan was squatting in front of the grave, burning paper and mumbling something. Han Qian, who was sweeping the snow, ignored her.

"Ah! Wow~~"

Wen Nuan's screams and cries reached Han Qian's ears. Han Qian rushed forward and grabbed the back of Wen Nuan's collar and pulled her into his arms. Seeing Wen Nuan covering the back of her hand, Han Qian frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"It hurts~"

He opened the back of Wen Nuan's hand, which was slightly red, probably because of the fire. He pulled Wen Nuan to sit on a stone nearby. Han Qian squatted in front of the grave, burning paper and said with a smile.

"You're left mumbling in your mouth. Sixth Grandma has a bad temper to begin with."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Qian hurriedly apologized.

After a long while, Wen Nuan suddenly spoke.

"Brother Qian, are you afraid to burn paper by yourself?"

Han Qian smiled.

"No way! The person who scares us is the one that others miss day and night and will never see again!"

Wen Nuan lowered her head and muttered a few words.

After burning the paper, Han Qian stood up and knocked on Wen Nuan's forehead.

"I'm home now. Didn't Lingling argue with you about coming back to celebrate the New Year?"

Wen Nuan stood up and curled her lips.

"She asked me where I was going to celebrate the New Year. She wouldn't go wherever I was. We have a very bad relationship. She is close to Yan Qingqing! Oh, by the way, Cai Qinghu is not going home for the New Year this year. She said that she is pregnant and Li Yali won't let her go out."

Han Qian hummed, and Wen Nuan took Han Qian's hand and said again.

"An An also said that she won't be back for the New Year. Wu You is with Qian Ling, and Wu You is with her aunt. She said that there is a New Year's Day movie or something. I don't know much about the operating model of An An's company."

Han Qian frowned without saying anything, then walked down the hillside and spoke warmly.

"Ye Zhi also said that he would spend the New Year in Beijing. Tong Yao didn't seem to be coming back either. Ji Jing said that she had to accompany Chong'er. Shi Ci was working overtime in Shanghai and couldn't buy a ticket back."

It seems like they are not coming back! Han Qian was not very happy along the way.

After returning home, he went into the gatehouse, climbed onto the kang, pulled the quilt over his head, and not long after, Luo Shen pushed the door and walked in.

"time to eat."

After finding that Han Qian was motionless, she climbed onto the kang. The moment she lifted the quilt, she met Han Qian's eyes which were filled with some anger. Luo Shen hurriedly covered him with the quilt and ran out of the room.

I didn't expect Han Qian to fall asleep!
It was not until the evening that Han Qian sat up and started making a phone call.

The first call was to An An, who asked while scratching his hair and frowning.

"Why aren't you coming back for the New Year? I haven't seen you for half a year. Are you that busy with work?"

At this time, An An, who was still working in the office, put down the pen in his hand, stood up with the phone, half-lay down on the sofa and let out a long sigh.

"Ahaha~ Are you angry again? I really plan to go back this year, but the company has a New Year's film coming out, and we're still negotiating the time. There are a lot of messy things to do at work, and many artists have to be busy at the company. I can't just leave this mess behind, right? After the New Year, after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, I'll go back to accompany you~ Don't be angry~ Don't be angry~ I'm punishing myself by not thinking about you today, okay."

Han Qian replied resentfully, cigarette in hand.

"How much money do you make? If I had known you were like this, I would never have opened a company for you. I would have just let you stay by my side and be my follower. It would be great! I am always busy and have things to do. It's good enough for me to see you once or twice a year. I am more important than work!"

An An chuckled.

"I will definitely not be busy after I finish these things. I will definitely follow you around. I bought you a set of clothes. I think it will be delivered to the town in the next few days. I also bought a lot of things for mom and dad. Remember to pick them up. Don't forget!"

Han Qian lay on the kang and muttered to himself.

"I don't want anything. I just want you to come back and spend the New Year with me. Please come back~ please come back."

The call was hung up while Han Qian was nagging.

An An still didn't agree to let Han Qian come back for the New Year. She really had too many things to do.

Just after hanging up the phone, the door of the room was pushed open. Han Qian looked at the old man who came in with a bowl of rice and frowned.

"This is really a joke for you."

Taking the bowl and looking at the food, Han Qian muttered softly.

"You know I don't like eating squash."

The old man sat on the kang, rolling a pipe and laughing.

"If you don't like it, just put it aside. I'll eat it later. Who doesn't come back for the New Year?"

Han Qian said vaguely while eating rice with big mouthfuls.

"An An, I haven't seen her for a long time. She always says she's busy."

The old man lit his pipe and smiled.

"I'll say a few words, so don't despise me, okay?"

"Then stop talking."

The old man really didn't say anything. He just smoked and watched Han Qian eat.

After a long while, Han Qian raised his head and looked at the old man with a frown.

"You don't say it when I tell you not to! Can you act a little more like a father? If Han Jiayi talked to me like this, I would have..."

"What?"

Looking at the old man's smiling face, Han Qian stopped talking.

The old man flicked the ash from his cigarette and laughed.

"In fact, you always say that An An is busy and won't come back for the New Year. If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have opened a company for An An. There is no difference between you and An An. Wen Nuan can see you more often, while other people around you can only see you once every one or two months. It's just that you can't see yourself, but you see that An An doesn't spend the New Year with you. Where are you on August 15 this year?"

Han Qian stared at the old man for a long time, and the old man smiled.

"You still want to hit me?"

Han Qian shook his head.

"Pour me a glass of water, I'm a little thirsty, and then you can take the dishes and go out, I don't want to see you for a second now!"

The old man poured Han Qian a glass of water, cleared the dishes and said with a smile.

"Son!"

Han Qian pointed at the door, and was slapped by the old man the next second. Han Qian rolled on the kang with his hands covering the back of his head.

pain!
It hurts a hundred times more than Lao Gu’s slap.

Han Qian then sent a text message to An An.

[You really won’t come? ]

An An didn't reply, Han Qian felt a little depressed and sent a text message to Ye Zhi.

[The night is long and I can't sleep. Miss Ye, look at your legs! ]

(End of this chapter)