Chapter 209 My Father-in-Law’s Life

The New District Tea House is about to become a mahjong parlor for high-quality enjoyment. Wen She, who does not play cards, sat on the mahjong table, holding a cigarette in his mouth and touching the cards. There were three people about his age sitting on this table. man.

Just looking at the appearance is not a bad thing, Wen She touched the card and said softly.

"You all know what happened in Yuanju Kailong, right? We are all brothers, and there is no need for me to hide it from you. The young man who put the gun to Feng Lun's head is my son-in-law, and stabbed Feng Lun with a screwdriver. I am also the son-in-law who has the right leg. In this big city like ours, you three are the only ones who have the means to get guns. Can you tell me something?"

Seeing that the three people who were not good at each other shook their heads, Wen She sneered, pushed the cards on the table and sneered.

"I, Wen Shu, don't care about anyone, and I, as my son-in-law, count as half. You'd better give me an explanation. Don't even have a chance to sit down and drink tea. I bought your business, and you still have to scold me." My gentle words are nothing, don't say I didn't give you a head start."

On this cold day, the man sitting opposite Wen She was wearing an undershirt. The tendons on his body were about to burst the undershirt. He raised his head and frowned.

"Wen She, don't be so unreasonable. You will do the acquisition if you say it will be acquired? Is it your decision?"

Wen She lowered his head and glanced at the mahjong on the table and said sarcastically.

"Luo Hong, you don't need to know whether what I said counts or not. I only know that what you said doesn't count. You can make your own decision."

After saying that, Wen Shu left the teahouse and drove away in his Mercedes-Benz that he hadn't used for a long time. The three people who stayed in the teahouse looked at each other and sighed. In such a big circle, how could they not know who gave him the gun? .

Wen She left the teahouse and went directly to the Eighth District. He just said a word to Tu Xiao.

"Who gave Feng Lun the gun?"

"Wei Tiancheng."

Wen She turned around and left. Tu Xiao stood up and stopped in front of Wen She, frowning.

"What are you going to do? Fight with Wei Tiancheng? The matter belongs to Han Qian. It is Han Qian's decision how to deal with it. I also received some gossip.

Wen She looked at Tu Xiao and said indifferently.

"My daughter was frightened, and my son-in-law was shot. Whoever gave me the gun is the one I want to settle the account with. Don't stop me, or I won't mind taking you with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, before Tu Xiao could speak, Wen She's cell phone rang, and Li Jinhe said in a calm voice.

"Come back, I'm hungry."

"I'm going to buy groceries."

Wen She pushed Tu Xiao away and left. He wanted to settle the score with Wei Tiancheng. Tu Xiao's persuasion had no effect, but his wife's words of "hungry" made him put down everything he was doing and drive to the market to buy vegetables. There was an endless argument about money with the eldest sister who bought groceries.

During this period, Luo Hong called and confessed softly that Wei Tiancheng had the gun in his hand, but he didn't give a single bullet.

Hang up the phone and do some grocery shopping.

This is one of the few pleasures he has.

After returning home carrying the vegetables, Wen Shu raised the two bags of vegetables in his hand to Wen Nuan and smiled fondly.

"Baby girl, daddy bought you crabs."

Nuan Nuan looked at his father and said helplessly, covering his head.

"Old Wen, can you be more domineering? Why did you run back all the way when my mother said you were hungry? Hey! You'd better not go out without my mother in the future. I'm worried that you will be bullied."

Lao Wen nodded in agreement, put the dishes on the dining table and gave his precious daughter a thumbs up, with a look of approval on his face, and said seriously.

"My daughter is right!"

After saying this, Wen Shu changed his smile and winked at Han Qian.

"Xiao Qian, I saw something in your eyes. Do you want to drink some? Dad still has a few bottles here, so let's take out one first."

After saying this, Wen Shu ignored the murderous looks of Li Jinhe and Nuan Wen. He took out a small key from the phone case, which was only as big as a Wangzi steamed bun. He ran to the storage room and took out an old wooden box. It was mysterious. Xixi took out a bottle of wine. It had no name, just a transparent glass bottle.

Nuan Nuan looked at the wine in his hand, narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"I secretly hid this on the day Wen Nuan went to college. I just wanted to have some drinks with my son-in-law later. I gave my precious daughter to you. No matter whether you have the ability to protect my precious daughter or not, as long as you I think if you do it, I, Wen Shu, will think it’s worth it.”

"You're talking nonsense! Go cook."

The sensational scene was ruthlessly shattered by Li Jinhe. Wen She stood up, smiled at Han Qian, and trotted to the kitchen.

In terms of family status, Wen Shu should be at the bottom. As soon as he walks into this family, Wen Shu will only regard himself as a father who dotes on his children and a husband who is afraid of his wife. He has the temper and ability to play with outsiders and with his wife at home. How much good can a child do by having a tantrum?

Isn't that the Kangtou King?

Afraid of your wife?

It's more about respect. In Wen She's eyes, the martial arts fist in Li Jinhe's mouth is almost the same as the embroidered leg with fancy fists. Can a big man not beat a woman? Isn't that a joke? I'm just too lazy to debate whether winning or losing is right or wrong.

Winning, hurt feelings.

If you lose, you lose.

The prime minister's belly can hold a boat, or all serious prime ministers are men.

Don’t we need to be generous?

Why bother with a woman who can't pee? If she likes to be the head of the family, she can be the one and live a comfortable and harmonious life.

Li Jinhe also went to the kitchen. She wanted to ask Wen She what he had done just now. Han Qian listened to Wen She's silly smile and his mother-in-law's questions in the kitchen, lowered his head and muttered in a low voice.

"You little white-eyed wolf, why is dad so cowardly? It makes me feel bad to see him being bullied by mom."

"I've been watching him for more than 20 years. I'm used to it and don't feel bad anymore. If he wasn't bullied, I'd still feel weird. What did you call me?"

"Little sheep."

Nuan Nuan curled his lips, little sheep? It’s strange to believe,

Compared with her mother-in-law, Wen Wen was really like a little sheep. During dinner, Wen Wen told the two elders about Han Qian's heroic image with great joy. There were stars in her eyes. Wen Shu followed Wen Wen and laughed, but Li Jinhe didn't laugh at all. Perhaps only Han Qian himself knew how dangerous it was at that time.

Wen Shu gave Han Qian half a glass of wine and talked about having a drink, but he poured a full glass himself. While drinking, he listened to the warm "storytelling", but as he listened to it, Wen Shu felt something was wrong. It’s okay, he whispered.

"Daughter, didn't dad expose you...didn't you come out in advance? How...how did you know what happened next?"

Wen Nuan was angry on the spot and waited for Wen Shu to say angrily with a sullen face.

"Just listen to what I say, why are you talking so much nonsense!! Why can't I listen to poetry? Yes, yes, I heard poetry saying that Boss Tu is really domineering, swaggering into the hotel, swaggering Come out with two hostages, it is said! When Boss Tu pointed at the noses of these gangsters and scolded them, no one dared to speak! "

Having said this, Li Jinhe spoke softly.

"It's not that I don't dare, but I don't want to provoke Tu Xiao. The people at the Yamenmen are worried about the safety of the hostages. Tu Xiao doesn't care about that. There is no need for the gangsters to provoke these guys."

Wen She kept nodding.

"Yes, yes, your mother is right, you are still too young...well...Xiao Qian! I also heard about something. You seem to have been involved in the situation. If you want to get out, you should wait and see. ?”

Han Qian put down the whistle in his left hand, swallowed the food in his mouth, took another sip of water, then sat up straight and whispered softly.

"I have done some calculations and found that I am in a relatively special position in this mess. Now many people think that I know the secrets of the Yamenmen. They all want to know what I know and use this to threaten the Yamenmen."

Wen She picked up the wine glass and nodded gently. When he spoke again, his voice was a little low.

Han Qian's face became a little ugly, he lowered his head and whispered.

"There is only one for now, and it's not available yet."

After saying that, he raised his head, looked at Wen She with a tangled expression, and said sadly.

"Dad, I seem to have gotten into a lot of trouble."

Wen Shubang was dropped heavily on the table and said angrily.

"Afraid? If you are afraid, you will become trouble that they dare not touch! Even if you don't know anything now, you have to pretend that you know everything. In the future, your road in this city will be wider and smoother. The premise is to ensure that the evidence of those people’s crimes is not exposed!”

Han Qian's face became even more ugly. He turned his head pitifully to look at his mother-in-law and said aggrievedly.

"Mom, this is what dad said..."

Li Jinhe gave Han Qian a piece of meat, narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Your dad is right, um... you two stay at home tonight and chat with us."

"good!"