Chapter 18: Lonely but Not Lonely Xiaonian
Chapter 18
Almost fell to death on the curb!
The arms of the military coat were frayed. Han Qian sat cross-legged on the small bed and mended it with a needle and thread. He put his cell phone aside and listened to Wei Jiu nagging.
"This syphilis has nothing to do with us, oh! To be precise, this syphilis is just a joke, someone made a joke on you before! I checked the matter about Dong Bin and Lao Bai, I don’t dare to be too Ask confidently, and it will be exposed! You had a conflict with them at work, and then you sent these two people to the branch. That's all! You don't remember me, you can remember these two. Man, is this too much? ”
"Wei Jiu, I'm sewing clothes."
"How many sets should I buy you? Aren't you short of money now?"
"I'll sew your mouth in a moment!"< br>
"Come on, come on! Do you want to do it? Do you want to know who harmed you?"
"No! I will retrieve my memory now." , you will know who these guys are when you get your memory back! You should be stricter, I just came out of the hospital a few days ago! Shh, good night."
Han Qian hung up the phone. Wei Jiu whispered that his grandson seemed like a scumbag. He sat up and just walked out of the door when his neck was suddenly strangled. Wei Jiu grabbed the person behind him and tried to throw him over his shoulder, but he didn't wait for him to take action. , the waist was suddenly hugged tightly.
A German back throw almost knocked Wei Jiu to death. Before he could recover, Kimura Suo took over directly.
"What the hell! Han Qian regards you as his brother, why the hell did you seduce An An?"
"When the hell did I..."
"Stop talking, scum! Scum! Beast!"
Wu Qingsi's eyes were red.
Half an hour later, 120 came. Wei Jiu's two arms were broken and dislocated. When he got on the bus, Wei Jiu gritted his teeth and stared at Wu Qingsi.
“You’re fucking waiting for me to be discharged from the hospital!”
Wu Qingsi lowered her head and looked at her toes.
It seems that she guessed wrong. If An An hadn't appeared in time, Wei Jiu might have died at the hands of Wu Qingsi. An An didn't explain too much, just smiled and said that Han Qian had Wu Qingsi as a friend. Okay, then Wu Qingsi asked An An what she wanted to say but said nothing.
Regarding Wei Jiu's dislocation
Wu Qingsi didn't feel guilty at all. She ran back to the room to call her best friend and boss. As a result, neither of them could come up with a normal brain, and they got confused frequently. In the end, the phone was taken away Hang up.
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After New Year’s Day, the first festival worth celebrating will come.
The 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month in the north.
It seems like it should be twenty-four in the south.
"Auntie, aren't you coming back?"
Han Qian asked in a low voice while holding his cell phone, Qian Hong smiled on the phone.
"Because I have to go to the United States for some things, please pay attention to your own safety there. If you have no money, call me!"
Han Qian lowered his head and whispered.
"Auntie, Old Man Yan has also run away. I am so boring myself. Come back during the Chinese New Year! I will cook for you."
"Okay! Don't act like a child."< br>
Han Qian is really a little lonely. He is a worker every day when the cement floor tiles are put out. In the past few days, he has not even been able to receive calls from Wei Jiu.
A little strange!
I got on my bicycle and went out to the morning market. I bought four big bones and some dried beans, some dried tofu rolls and peanuts. I passed by a place selling white wine. Han Qian left I walked over, walked back, walked over, walked back, and finally asked if I could buy something for three yuan.
The boss generously collected three yuan and gave Han Qian a mineral water bottle. He said with a smile that it was only three yuan or two, so he could just take it back and drink it.
When passing by a place selling crabs, Han Qian stood there and looked at the crabs in the basin for a long time.
Finally I bought a piece of tofu and some shredded pickles.
I don’t like eating them and I can’t bring myself to throw them into the pot.
After returning home, Han Qian put on his apron, whistled and cooked in the kitchen. His eyes suddenly turned red while he was cooking, and he found himself shaking when he took a deep breath.
Han Qian didn't know why he felt sad suddenly.
Xiao Nian cannot be fooled even by himself.
A large bone stewed pickled cabbage, a small pot of pickled vegetables rolled with tofu, a plate of peanuts, a dried bean roll, and cucumber cut into small strips.
Pour a glass of wine and eat a peanut.
Han Qian always felt that something was missing. The next second he suddenly ran upstairs and found a palm-sized carrot pendant in the drawer. He placed the small carrot on the opposite side and poured half a glass of wine. Han Qian Hehe smiled. "Find a companion."
After saying that, the rolling shutter door was opened, and Zhou Le, who was also bruised and swollen, walked in wearing a shabby military coat. Looking at the food on the table, Zhou Le chuckled, sat down and put the little carrot on the table. In front of Han Qian, he took out two treasures in his arms.
“I knew you would be lonely! My mother just made a stupid little chicken abroad, and I didn’t even let go of the chicken’s butt, dangdang! I’ve been happy to serve the leader these past two days, so I rewarded her!”< br>
A small iron basin wrapped in a plastic bag and a bottle of Wuliangye liquor.
After placing them on the table, the two of them looked at the two glasses of white wine on the table at the same time, and Zhou Le murmured softly.
"Sanbai?"
Han Qian nodded.
“I bought it this morning!”
Zhou Le frowned.
“Isn’t it a waste if you don’t drink it?”
"Take one?"
After two or two glasses, the two of them picked up the wine glasses and drank it in one gulp. Then they looked at each other, and neither of them moved their chopsticks. After about ten seconds, Zhou Le picked up the spoon and drank. Soup, Han Qian stuffed cucumber into his mouth, this wine is spicy to his throat!
Zhou Le put a chicken leg in Han Qian's bowl and smiled.
"I don't care whether you are Qian Qian or Han Qian, but my name is Zhou Le! Two legs, one for each person! But you have to give me the chicken butt!"
"Chicken head, you Can’t grab it!”
At this moment, the rolling shutter door was opened again, and the same two guys with bruises and swollen faces came in carrying things. Dong Bin and Lao Bai came carrying gifts, and Han Qian nuzzled at Lao Bai.
"The door is closed, it's cold! Is it snowing outside again?"
Lao Bai nodded vigorously, put down the things in his hands and smiled.
"Thinking about celebrating the New Year, come and see Brother Qian'er."
Han Qian smiled and nodded.
"Go, find a chair and sit down by yourself. If you haven't eaten, we'll have something to eat together. If you've eaten, we'll have something to drink together. If there are conflicts and fights, it's the Chinese New Year. Let's just blow over the previous unpleasantness! Bring wine. "What?"
Dong Bin said with a smile, carrying a box of beer.
"I just wanted to come to Brother Qian'er for a drink and apologize! Brother Qian'er has a broad mind."
Han Qian curled his lips and smiled.
"I'm very petty, but I don't care about fists and slaps. I'll get the dishes and chopsticks by myself! I've been busy all day and I'm tired."
Dong Bin ran up to get the bowls and chopsticks. After Lao Bai sat down, he took out his cigarette and said flatteringly.
"Brother Qian'er, brother Le'er! Brother Qian'er, when I see Brother Le, I can't help but think of Su Liang. At that time, the relationship between you two was really good, and everyone in our general department looked at it. Everyone is envious."
Han Qian lowered his head and gnawed on the chicken head and said softly.
"Su Liang? I have no impression of this person, come on! Tell me what is the relationship between this person and me?"
Lao Bai hesitated, then Dong Bin came down and shouted.
"Lao Bai, please put your little thoughts aside, Liang'er risked his life for brother Qian'er!"
Han Qian raised his head and looked at Lao Bai, laughing.
“Dishonest!”
Lao Bai knelt on the ground with a thud, looking up and shouting.
“Brother Qian’er, I will punish myself with a bottle of punishment!”
Then under the painful eyes of Han Qian and Zhou Le, the grandson blew away a bottle of Wuliangye, which made them angry. In the end, Dong Bin called the errand boy to bring two bottles of Maotai, and three People were sitting on the table, and Lao Bai was already lying unconscious on the folding bed.
He doesn’t drink!
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