Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2.

Chapter 1533 I Look Like Your Dad
It was too late and the gatehouse opposite hadn't cleaned up yet. Tong Yao was lying straight in the middle of the warm earthen kang. Luo Shen and Han Qian looked at each other across Tong Yao.

After a long time, Han Qian sighed.

"We are like a chess game, we can only see each other across the river."

Luo Shen nodded in agreement, and Tong Yao looked at the roof and blinked.

"Which of you shot the other with an arrow? Xiang Yu and Liu Bang are mortal enemies. If that day ever comes between you two, I, the Goddess of Luo, will definitely be your military advisor."

Luo Shen, who was sitting on the kang, pulled the quilt over her.

"go to bed!"

"Luo Shen, come talk to me~"

The nursery rhymes were like stimulants that brought harm to the Goddess of Luo River.

They kept on chattering and harping until the late night before they all fell asleep.

Han Qian chuckled before going to bed.

The nursery rhyme is back~
He will be happier if one of them comes back.

Sometimes he is as childish as an unreasonable kid.

Early in the morning, Tong Yao crawled out of bed, put on Han Qian's military coat, went out, stood in the yard and blew on her hands. When she was a child, Tong Yao would always blow on the branches in winter, as if she had ice magic.

Walking into the yard and picking up the firewood for kindling, Tong Yao had never been the eldest daughter of a wealthy family, and she could not get used to Wen Nuan and Cai Qinghu's habit of enjoying life.

Qian'er's mother, who was lying in the east room of the main house, sat up and looked at the busy figures in the yard through the frosted window.

warmth?

Qingqing?

Who got up so early?

While Qian'er's mother was still confused, the blurry figure suddenly disappeared, and a cry of "ouch" came into Qian'er's mother's ears. Qian'er's mother turned around and slapped the old man's quilt next to her twice.

"Go and have a look, Tongtong has fallen."

The old man hurriedly got up and put on his clothes, his movements were quick, but when he went out, Han Qian was already in the yard.

Looking at Tong Yao lying on the west side of the vegetable garden, and his son squatting on the low wall of the vegetable garden, the old man rolled a snowball and threw it at Han Qian, hitting Han Qian's ear accurately. Han Qian covered his ears and rolled his bones. Looking at his father pointing at him, Han Qian hurriedly jumped into the vegetable garden, picked up Tong Yao, and turned and ran away.

Back in the gatehouse, Luo Shen, who liked to sleep naked, wrapped herself in a quilt and looked at Tong Yao with red eyes. Han Qian grabbed Tong Yao's hand, felt a little distressed when he saw the scratched palm, and muttered softly.

"Why are you using your hands to burn a boiler so early in the morning? Look at what you did to your palms!"

Luo Shen lay in bed and laughed.

"This is called retribution, don't you understand? If you had just gone to sleep next to Wen Nuan, you wouldn't have fallen."

Tong Yao turned her head to look at Luo Shen and spoke with a look of grievance.

"I was afraid you'd be cold so I thought about lighting the boiler earlier, and you're still blaming me!"

Luo Shen sat up, wrapped herself in the quilt and kept shaking her head.

"Don't! Don't try to make me feel guilty. I didn't ask you to light the boiler. I deserve to freeze to death! Don't be so hypocritical. Let Han Qian do it. I'll just bandage you up. Go ahead, Han Qian, go do it. Don't let Daddy be busy all by himself so early in the morning."

Han Qian looked back at Tong Yao every few steps, and then his forehead hit the door.

After walking out of the door, the old man had already started preparing to light the boiler. Han Qian came over and asked if there was anything he could do. The old man asked if Tong Yao was seriously injured, and then told Han Qian to go to the county as the family was short of many things, mainly to buy some snacks and drinks.

It was then that Han Qian remembered that An An had told him yesterday that he was going to the county to pick up a parcel, and he asked the old man in a low voice if he could go there on horseback. When the old man picked up a shovel beside him, Han Qian turned and ran, taking the key to the car and went to the county.

On the way back to the county, he met many acquaintances. As soon as he arrived at the county, he met Xia Ziyi, who was shivering in the wind and snow. Seeing Han Qian get off the car in front of the county government office, Xia Ziyi trotted forward.

"Brother Qian'er."

Han Qian took two steps back and kept shaking his head.

"No, no, no, my mom told me yesterday that you have to call her Big Sister, and there shouldn't be a generation gap between us."

Xia Ziyi walked up, took Han Qian's arm and said with a smile.

"Oh, there's no such thing as seniority. We are only a few years apart in age."

"Then call me uncle."

Han Qian was not serious at all. He received fifteen or sixteen large and small packages sent by An An at the gate of the yamen. Han Qian frowned as he looked at the pile of boxes. What was this girl going to do?
Why did he bring back a bunch of diapers?
I bought two boxes of daily necessities such as towels and soap.

When Han Qian was moving the boxes, Xia Ziyi came forward to help and whispered.

"Brother Qian'er, is there any news about personnel transfers in the city recently? Do you think my temperament is suitable for working in the city?"

Han Qian turned his head and glanced at Xia Ziyi, then smiled. "You are suitable to work in the province. Shengjing is in need of a pig farmer, would you like to go?"

Xia Ziyi asked persistently, and Han Qian put down the box, patted Xia Ziyi on the shoulder, and said solemnly.

"Old Xia, let me be honest with you. Bai Tao wants to kill me now, but you still want to let someone who is related to me work at the city government? How is that possible? You just need to guard your piece of land. Not everyone has the opportunity to be promoted. If you go to work in the city, you will let the person who vacated the position hang himself? It's better to be kind. I'm leaving!"

Xia Ziyi muttered softly.

"If you don't tell me, I won't tell you."

Then Han Qian was beaten by Xia Ziyi in front of the county government office. Only after that did he realize that this guy was joking with him. He still felt a little guilty on the way back. When he returned home with the box, when he walked in, he saw Tong Yao sitting on the kang in the east room with her hands tied like a disabled person. Then he glanced at the old man squatting in the corner and smoking heavily. Han Qian felt that something was wrong.

Three minutes later in the yard, the old man was pinching Han Qian by the back of his neck like a puppy. Han Qian locked his neck, raised his right hand, pinched a gap between his thumb and index finger, and shouted.

"My God, it's just such a small wound, I don't know why Luo Shen wrapped so many bandages around it! If you don't believe me, take it apart and have a look."

The old man stared at Han Qian suspiciously and frowned.

"Really? Han Qian, are you having a problem with your brain? Your wife fell down and you were still squatting on the wall watching? Did you watch Wen Nuan fall down as well?"

Han Qian shook his head. The old man raised his eyebrows and said angrily,

"Different treatment?"

Han Qian nodded again and shouted.

"That's right, I have to clap my hands and be happy."

The old man let go of Han Qian and went to the kitchen. Han Qian was busy moving the boxes that An An had mailed. He pulled Yan Qingqing to squat in the west room and started to sort them out.

Shampoo, towel, toothbrush.

Beer, cigarettes, tea.

Gloves, underwear, socks.

Snacks, diapers, sanitary napkins.

Yan Qingqing picked up a box of Durex and looked at Han Qian.

"What is An An going to do?"

Han Qian shook his head in confusion.

"I don't know. I went to get what she asked me to get. I didn't know she bought these things. Warmth! Warmth! An An bought you a hat."

Wen Nuan ignored Han Qian. Han Qian put the hat with rabbit ears on Yan Qingqing's head and looked at her carefully while pinching his chin.

"It doesn't look good. I find that the word cute doesn't apply to you at all. Why isn't such a cute hat cute on you?"

Yan Qingqing shrugged.

"Because sister is the epitome of sexiness, you know nothing! When did Tong Yao come? Was it midnight yesterday?"

Han Qian nodded.

"Yes, I arrived after midnight. It was too late so I didn't come to greet you. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

As he spoke, Han Qian suddenly knocked Yan Qingqing, who instantly jumped up, frowned and shouted.

"Are you sick? Why are you kowtowing to me?"

Han Qian straightened up and tilted his head in confusion.

"Why are you so excited?"

Yan Qingqing kept shaking her head.

"No, no, you just can't kowtow to me!"

"You gave me a son! I didn't understand it before, until I was living an carefree life, I realized that every woman who gives birth has walked through the gates of hell. You made my life complete, so why can't I kowtow to you? Come here, my lady, I'll kowtow to you again!"

Yan Qingqing knelt down in front of Han Qian with a plop, and the two kowtowed to each other.

As he was knocking against the wall, Han Qian suddenly burst into laughter.

"My lady, you look like a tumbler!"

Yan Qingqing raised her head, took a deep breath, and whispered seductively into Han Qian's ear.

"I look like your dad!"

That's very feminine.

(End of this chapter)