Chapter 80 The little bastard and the little white-eyed wolf


Chapter 80 The little bastard and the little white-eyed wolf

Wen Nuan and Yan Qingqing had a heated argument.

"Nuan Nuan, you smoke, why do you throw dirty water on me?"

Nuan Nuan raised his eyebrows.

“If I don’t insult you, who should I insult? Yeats? Poetry? They don’t look like that kind of people, do they?”

"What kind of person do I look like?"

"A fox is not a human, either? Yan Qingqing, if you look at me again, I will blind you!"

"Hit you!"< br>
Bang!

Wen Nuan means to do it, and hit Yan Qingqing's eyes with a fist. Yan Qingqing was furious, got up, hugged Wen Wen, pinned her down on the bed, and slapped her butt. Han Qian looked at it and his head was buzzing. Humming, Yu Shici took out his earphones and put them on his ears.

Out of sight, out of mind!

Yeats is lost!

In Qian Hong’s room, Yeats was digging crab meat skillfully, Qian Hong said softly.

"It's noisy over there, Nuan Nuan and Yan Qingqing are quarreling?"

Yeats nodded and said softly.

"Just get used to it, it's noisy every day! The old man made so many things as gifts for you, but after Mr. Han came back, the warmth seemed to be a different person. Don't take it to heart. Mr. Han is alive thanks to Thank you! I guess your family will visit you tomorrow. If you find it annoying, I’ll tell my mother to take another bite.”

Yeats scooped up the crab meat with his little spoon and fed it. Qian Hong, say again.

"In Changqing, you protected Mr. Han. Mr. Han is like an aunt, and he respects you from the bottom of his heart! Sooner or later, your department store will be returned to you!"

Qian Hong smiled and shook his head.

“During the six months in Changqing, living with these two young men, Han Qian and Zhou Le, I felt like home. I suddenly felt that business and money, if you have them, you will have them, if you don’t have them, they will be gone! Xiao Han Qian can’t let my aunt starve to death, right?”

Yeats whispered.

"The fourth elder of the Han family, with a very high status~"

As he spoke, Han Qian opened the door and walked in, smiling.

"Gu! How are you? Is my Miss Ye's skills top-notch?"

Qian Hong pouted, and then a short, fat woman walked in, followed by a hunchbacked old man. Yan Kuan glanced at Uncle Zhong and curled his lips. Uncle Zhong had no expression on his face.

Qian Ling walked to the bedside.

The two women surnamed Qian looked at each other and smiled. Qian Ling walked up and sat beside Qian Hong's bed and said softly

"Thank you for your hard work! If I hadn't asked Qingqing, I would still have I didn’t know you were injured so badly!”

Qian Hong glanced at his arm and said with a bitter smile.

“Fortunately, I just had my forearm cut off. I’m getting older, and after all, I’m no longer young! I didn’t think about anything that day. At worst, this damn life will still be everlasting. I can’t Let something happen to Xiao Qian, but I still didn’t protect him!”

Han Qian scratched his head and smiled.

"Auntie, my aunt is amazing! That watermelon knife kills everyone!"

"Get out!"

"Oh!"

Han Qian, Ye Zhi, Zhong Bo and Yan Kuan left the room. Qian Ling sighed while listening to Qian Hong talking about Chang Qing.

"I don't know what to say about this child's life. Forget it, old Taoist priest! He has been busy all his life, and he doesn't have these peach blossoms in his life, and he doesn't have this money! It's said that Xiao Qian is short-lived and can't bear all this, but again You can't stop these things from being thrown at you. You know about retirement, right?"

Qian Hong nodded, then shook his head.

"To understand, I don't quite understand why he had to retire in the first place."

Qian Ling sighed, and at this time, a sharp scolding came from outside the door.

"Xiao Nuannuan, please be more honest with me, don't force me to slap you in a crowded place!"

Sister Jinhe is here!

The ward door was pushed open, and Li Jinhe walked into the ward with a smile. Qian Ling shrugged and frowned.

"Why are you scolding the child again? Wen Nuan is the mother."

Li Jinhe walked forward, bent down and looked at Qian Hong's arm, and curled his lips.

"She? Does she have the consciousness to be a mother? Let the bell call her mom at home, and she has to call her sister outside! Too lazy to say, Qian Hong! I remember you are quite good at fighting. I will go to the Lin family You were the one who taught me how to kill people. Why did I get injured?”

Qian Hong smiled bitterly.

“At that time, Xiao Qian was beaten and he didn’t know what to do, and there were a lot of people! Looking at Xiao Qian, he had to face those killers again, and he was inadvertently tricked by Xiao Zha San! We just talked about it "Xiao Qian's retirement."

Li Jinhe curled his lips.

“We are also to blame for this matter. Back then, the old magician told his damn fortune that if Xiao Qian didn’t retire, something would happen to everyone around him. When the Yamenmen and the Business Alliance put pressure on us, we just treated it as open-minded. He closed one eye and wanted to let little Han Qian rest. Who would have thought that something like this could happen? The old Taoist priest goes to the temple every day to recite sutras to forgive himself. "
< br>Qian Hong and Qian Ling both sighed.

Outside the ward, Han Qian hugged Yan Kuan's neck and whispered.

"Grandpa Yan, Uncle Zhong said he could beat you a hundred times!"

Yan Kuan squinted at Han Qian, who smiled naively and ran to Uncle Zhong, whispering.

"Yan Kuan said he can make a squirrel fish for you. Let's have a fight! Let's see who is more powerful."

Uncle Zhong sneered and said nothing. At this time, Ye Chi whispered.

"Mr. Han, I suggest you stop talking now! Don't provoke."

Han Qian looked at Yeats with raised eyebrows and shouted.

"What's wrong with a fight? I just want to see if they are good? Will you two fight? No fight, right? Just wait, I'll go find my aunt and my aunt and let her I don't fucking believe you two..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Qian felt his body floating up, and slowly turned his head to look at the old man holding him with one hand. Han Qian blinked with an innocent expression.

“I said I was joking, do you believe it?”

"Son, do you miss your dad?"

Han Qian kept shaking his head, and the next second his body was thrown out. Yan Kuan and Uncle Zhong stepped forward to hug the person who was thrown out. Han Qian, Uncle Zhong’s eyes twitched.

“The child is injured!”

Yan Kuan frowned.

"What are you doing? Let us two old men fight. Isn't the child still young?"

The old man pouted.

"He? Haha, you little bastard, I won't beat you today."

Han Qian hid behind the two old men and whispered. "I'm a little bastard, who are you?"

Qian'er's mother walked out of Shici's ward and walked over with a smile. She didn't even look at Han when she opened the door and walked into the ward. Qian glanced at Han Qian. When Han Qian was stunned, Yan Kuan and Uncle Zhong felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. The old man suddenly rushed over. Even Yan Kuan and Uncle Zhong who were well prepared could not resist this time. Impact.

Han Qian was like a little chicken that the old man had picked up by his collar with one hand and said with a 'kind' smile.

"What did you just say? Dad didn't hear clearly."

"My dad is the best in the world!"

While speaking, he winked at Uncle Zhong and Yan Kuan, The two old men were motionless. If they had a knife or a gun, they might still try it. Let's forget it with bare hands. Wen She stood at the door of the poetry ward with a cigar in one hand and red wine in the other and said with a smile.

"It's time to fight! Let's fight again tomorrow, father-in-law."

The old man put down Han Qian and frowned.

"Just spoil him, the more you think about it, the angrier he will become."

A slap on Han Qian's buttocks, Han Qian stood up on tiptoes with a cry, and tears fell down instantly. .

It hurts!

It hurt so hot that I felt like I couldn’t feel my butt.

In Shici's ward, four girls circled around and stared at Han Qian's red and swollen buttocks. Wen Nuan stretched out his hand and poked it. Han Qian took a breath and said with a trembling voice.

“Don’t touch it, it hurts, it hurts!”

Yan Qingqing looked at Yeats, who said helplessly.

"Inspiring Uncle Zhong and Grandpa Yan to attack Dad, Dad got angry and slapped him in the face."

As soon as the words came out, Yan Qingqing suddenly spoke and asked with doubtful eyes.

"You say it's because Wen Nuan's forehead is hard and dad's slap hurts! Wen Nuan, hit Yeats, and then ask Yeats to let dad slap him."

duang.

Yan Qingqing covered her forehead and slowly squatted down, covering her forehead with warmth and pouting.

"Go ahead and let daddy beat you! The same goes for you, Xiao Hanqian. Why are you so shameless when you get beaten for just one day of flirting? Sweet girl just called and asked you to pick you up at the airport tomorrow morning. She, she doesn’t want to drive anymore, it happens to be the weekend! Why are you taking up my time?”

Pa!

A slap fell on Han Qian's butt. Yeats and Yu Shici took one of Yan Qingqing's arms and dragged the empress back. Han Qian stood up and gritted his teeth.

"Are you sick, Nuan Nuan? Are you sick? Why the hell did you hit me?"

Wen Nuan lowered his head and said weakly.

"How can I not, don't I miss you~Brother Qian, please don't be so cruel to me~Dad, look, he is so cruel to me!"

"Huh?"

Han Qian turned his head and looked at the old man leaning at the door of the ward. Han Qian felt as if his sky had collapsed and cried out sadly.

“She spanked me!”

The old man laughed.

"Can't beat me? My son, how can you open and shut up and yell at your wife after being away for a year? This is not okay!"

Education of love, Han Qian ran around the ward He did not hide away, but was taken away by his biological father under his arm. Nuan Nuan breathed a sigh of relief, and Yan Qingqing suddenly spoke.

"Sister Jinhe~ Wen Nuan complained, and Han Qian was beaten."

"Little white-eyed wolf, get over here!"

Wen Nuan turned his head and looked at Yan Qingqing, gritting his teeth.

"Yan Hu, you wait, you wait for me...it hurts, it hurts, Li Jinhe! Don't pull my ears, I fought back!"

Papa, papa!

Three slaps were slapped on Wen Wen's butt. Wen Wen suddenly turned his head to look at Li Jinhe, stretched out his hand and grabbed Li Jinhe's ears. Li Jinhe was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said.

“Little white-eyed wolf, you still want to hit me?”

In the lobby on the seventh floor of the hospital, Han Qian was sitting on the window sill with a cigarette in his mouth. The old man glared at Han Qian. Then he took off his coat and spread it on the windowsill. Han Qian, who was already a father, was picked up by his own father and placed on the windowsill cushioned with clothes.

"It's quite cold. Why don't you follow me with your physique?"

"I'm used to it! I'm going to inherit your physique. There will be no one alive in Binhai, do you believe it?" ”

The old man laughed after hearing this.

"That's right! I've thought about it, Li Dongsheng beat Dongyojie, but after all, this is a child's matter, and the parents on both sides haven't gotten involved yet. I can't beat up other people's children. I I’m not afraid of rumors, but I’m worried that you’ll have no future, so rely on me! Your mother said you should go to Fushan, and I’ll go with you!”

Han Qian shook his head.

"Don't! I feel very at ease when you are at home. When you go out, I worry about my family. Can Uncle Zhong and Grandpa Yan beat you together?"

"I don't know! I haven’t fought before! Why are you so greedy?”

"I'm not greedy!"

The old man mysteriously took out a bottle of AD calcium milk from his arms, glanced around and handed it to Han Qian.

"After a while, Xiao Nuan won't be able to drink anymore when he sees you."

After saying this, Nuan Nuan came over crying with his head raised.

"Dad! Li Jinhe hit me, go and beat her to death."

The old man sighed, turned his head and smiled.

"Come! Girl, let me drink this for you!"

Nuan Nuan sat on the windowsill, leaning his head on Han Qian's shoulder, drinking AD calcium milk and giggling, Han Qian frowned smiled.

“Why are you still smiling?”

“Be happy, brother Qian!”

"Huh?"

"Just shout!"

"Are you stupid?"

"Brother Qian."

"Huh?"< br>


"Just jump off the seventh floor and let me see if you can fly~"

(End of this chapter)

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