Chapter 214 Hello, Dad

When he was about to get off work, Han Qian remembered that he hadn't reported to Yan Qingqing yet, so he pushed open the door with an arm that was not very useful and said softly.

"Mr. Yan, please call me."

Yan Qingqing, who was working on the document, didn't even raise her head, and said "um" with her nose. Han Qian walked to the desk, looked at the turtle on the paper, and said doubtfully.

"Is this what you're busy with this afternoon?"

Yan Qingqing nodded seriously, then stood up and put her hands on Han Qiandu's face. Looking at Han Qian's forced pout, Yan Qingqing felt distressed.

"What should I do? Liu Shengge has already set his sights on you. He asked me to get the secret in your hands... Then I said no. I said I like you, Han Qian! It's very troublesome to mess with this guy. of."

Han Qian, who had his face pressed, asked awkwardly.

"Will he resist the beating?"

Yan Qingqing rubbed Han Qian's face and complained softly.

"Can you please stop thinking about solving problems with your fists? Forget it! Liu Shengge can't suddenly come over now, he won't be so impulsive, right! Where were you yesterday? You didn't answer the phone when I called you , I knocked on your door but you didn’t answer. That Zheng Jing told me that you went out in the morning and never came back."

Han Qian knocked the catkins off his face and curled his lips.

"Zheng Jing is quite concerned about my whereabouts. I went to Tu Xiao's place yesterday and stayed at Nuan Nuan's parents' place at night. You see, I'm almost fine now. Although I can't move my arm yet, I can live a good life. Take care of yourself.”

Yan Qingqing sighed and lamented.

"I know, you think I don't know anything, and you think I'm a hindrance. Hey! I'm being disliked."

Han Qian frowned and curled his lips.

"Can you behave a little better? Isn't that..."

Han Qian's phone always rang regardless of the occasion or location. When he took out his mobile phone and looked at the number on it, Han Qian hurriedly answered the phone and said softly.

"Old man? Do you still remember that you have a son?"

"You're still in the mood, so it seems like you'll be fine. I heard that something happened to you not long ago, and I'm a little worried about Xiaonuan."

"The security is tight. Nothing is wrong. Old man, last time we talked about re-building the house at home, are you talking about re-building it now or in the spring? Hehe, as a son, I really can't bear to hurt you. I don't have money to say anything." "

The old man on the other side of the phone was very calm and said expressionlessly.

"Are you rich? Your own or warm?"

"My own, I still have more than 60,000 in hand."

"Let's talk about it in the spring. Come back early during the New Year."

When Han Qian was arguing with the old man, Yan Qingqing sneaked close to Han Qian and eavesdropped. When Han Qian asked the old man how the crops were, Yan Qingqing suddenly spoke.

"Hello, dad! I am Han Qian's girlfriend, and my name is Yan Qingqing."

As soon as he said this, Han Qian's hand shook and the phone fell to the ground. He then bent down to pick it up. After checking that there was no damage to the phone, Han Qian carefully held the phone to his ear and asked tentatively.

"Old man, you didn't hear anything just now, right?"

"Um."

The voice was very calm. After hearing this, Han Qian closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, the old man's voice came again.

"You remember the last time I told you to order a coffin for you, right? I'm going to pay the deposit now, son! Listen to daddy and don't get fat."

Toot toot!

The phone was hung up, and Han Qian stood there blankly. The old man was not angry, but this was more terrifying than being angry. When had he not been beaten without being carried to the yard and started beating him indiscriminately?

The robot turned his head and looked at the triumphant culprit. Han Qian put the phone on the table, smiled at Yan Qingqing, reached out and pinched the back of Yan Qingqing's fateful neck, raised his leg and faced the girl's Lifting the buttocks is just a kick, he cursed angrily.

"You are stupid. What my old man despises the most in his life is a man who is philandering and shows mercy. If I don't die during the Chinese New Year this year, I will take your fucking last name!"

Yan Qingqing covered her buttocks with both hands, blushing and laughing.

"Then tell your dad to find another daughter-in-law. Even if you put on a stinky face all day long, your parents-in-law won't like her. Look at me! How suitable she is."

"Ah!"

Han Qian let out a self-deprecating laugh, sighed helplessly and said.

"In my family, the person with the highest family status is my mother, then there is warmth, my old man, Wangwang the dog, then the chickens in the henhouse, then the eggs, and finally me, Yan Qingqing, Yan Qingqing, you personally Killed a hero who was dedicated to helping you ascend the throne."

"It's okay. I'll go home with you to explain during the Chinese New Year. My parents have my sister with them, so they don't need me."

Looking at this careless woman, Han Qian didn't want to talk anymore. He walked to the sofa and fell down. How could he live his life like this?

What a sin.

Yan Qingqing glanced at Han Qian, then at the mobile phone on the table, and she gave a sinister smile.

In a rural area on the edge of the city, green smoke has risen from the chimneys of the mud houses in the village. Children after school are running on the country roads. An old man is smoking a cigarette with his hands behind his back and walking towards a house in the deepest part of the village with a gloomy face. Go and find out how much the coffin costs.

After returning home from get off work, Han Qian stood in front of the company, struggling.

Take a taxi? Reluctant to part with it.

Don't want to take a taxi? It's hard to get on the bus.

How about walking back?

Wearing a suit jacket, smoking a cigarette and walking like a stranger, Han Qian strolled on the way home. Unfortunately, before he had walked a mile, the white Panamera stopped beside Han Qian and opened the window. , Wen Nuan squinted and smiled.

"Hey, there's no one to see off the great hero of the Honor Group after get off work? It's so sad."

Han Qian narrowed his eyes and curled his lips.

"You, a swan, know my ambition as a sparrow."

After saying that, he opened the car door and got into the car. He whispered that he had overestimated himself. The distance was enough for him to walk for an hour. Nuan Nuan drove the car and cursed an unruly miser. After hearing this, Han Qian looked angry and slapped him. On his own legs, he shouted angrily.

"What's going on? It's against the law!"

Wen Nuan squinted at Han Qian and pouted.

"Don't shout. I'll cook for you when you get home."

There are two nightmares in Han Qian's life. These two nightmares frighten him very much, and there are also two crises that can never cross domains.

What the old man said is waiting for you to come home.

The other is a warm chemical kitchen.

If one day there was news that a woman developed a bomb in the kitchen, Han Qian would definitely not believe it. How could it be possible? But if this woman was warm, he would believe even the atomic bomb.

Han Qian took out his wallet and asked tentatively in a low voice.

"Here, Miss Nuan, let's go out to eat. It doesn't matter whether the food you cook is delicious or not. What matters is whether you can survive."

"No! You have to go home to eat!"

Han Qian was desperate. He picked up the mineral water from the passenger seat, unscrewed the bottle cap with his teeth and drank it in one gulp. He threw the bottle away and burped.

"Hiccup! I'm full!"

But when Han Qian got off the car, he regretted it. Tongyao was waiting for him and Nuan Nuan at the gate of the community with vegetables in his hands. Today, Tongyao was wearing a floral dress, a goose-yellow sweater, and two Braids.

A bit...

Kind of nice to look at.

After seeing Nuan Nuan, Tong Yao raised her hand and smiled and waved, as for Han Qian.

Ignored.

The warm car stopped outside the community. He got out of the car and took the food from Tong Yao's hand, smiling.

"Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Tong!"

Nursery Rhyme said with a silly smile.

"It's not hard. It can be done by one person or two people. Where is Han Qian?"

Han Qian stood directly in front of the nursery rhyme, no more than ten meters away.

This bitch definitely did it on purpose.

"belch!"