Chapter 198 Han Qian, you are just a fool
At noon, when Han Qian returned to the basement, he had a small hammer in his hand.
A balloon hammer that says one hundred tons.
Han Qian was sitting behind Feng Lun. As soon as Feng Lun slipped away, he would hit Feng Lun on the head with a hammer, hammering Han Qian to stand up and lift the chair.
Damn it!
Feeling murderous.
Feng Lun lowered his head and looked at the puzzle seriously, held his chin and replied with his back to Han Qian.
"Don't think about it. I just called Baitao and asked for a life-saving charm for myself. You have Lao Gu, Chen Qiang and Chen Zhan, and I, Feng Lun, have to grab a protective umbrella no matter what."
"Oh!"
Han Qian put down the chair, took a deep breath, and then suddenly reached out and grabbed Feng Lun's hair.
Bang!
The puzzle that had just been put together was smashed into pieces. Han Qian grabbed Feng Lun's hair and pulled him up. He pushed him gently and kicked Feng Lun's chest with his right foot in the next second. Feng Lun was stunned. His body turned over the chair and fell to the ground, holding his chest and breathing heavily.
Han Qian stepped forward and kicked Feng Lun hard on the side. He squatted down and grabbed Feng Lun's hair, forcing Feng Lun to look at him. Han Qian said ferociously.
"You seem to have made a lot of mistakes. You are provocative and I just don't want to talk to you, not that I don't want to touch you! Feng Lun, I am indeed reluctant to kill you, but I can chop off your hands and your Do you know your legs? Whether it’s Baitao or the Yamenmen, all they want is your head and they don’t care what state you’re in when you speak!” His hair hit the floor and he said again.
"I haven't stopped you from harming Zhou Le. It's not because I can't help it, but I know that if you don't take action, someone will try to seduce him. Compared with what they gave, what you Feng Lun gave you is still eye-catching. I understand. Do you understand? Don't always claim to be the director of Binhai. I, Han Qiancai, am the king of Binhai. If I get tired of playing, the whole stage will enter the closing ceremony with just one word from me. Do you understand? ?”
Feng Lun gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.
"Han Qian, are you afraid that I will break up with you?"
Han Qian grabbed Feng Lun's hair and asked with a frown.
“You don’t understand me? What have I been afraid of? I’m not even afraid of my father beating me!”
Letting go of Feng Lun, Han Qian stood up, clapped his hands and said coldly.
"Safe jigsaw puzzle, you have food, drink and fun! I will come regularly to check, and the puzzle of your brain will be over in almost a week! Be careful, I have cut off all your ways of contacting the outside world, Baitao Bao will be safe Stop you? Whether she can protect herself when she screams in front of me is still a question."
Feng Lun lay on the ground and said nothing, Han Qian said again.
"Don't contact the outside world for a while."
Feng Lun sat up and wiped the nosebleed, and continued to puzzle, muttering quietly as he puzzled.
"When I was a kid, I watched other people's children play with this thing, and I was so jealous. Han Qian, how did you know that I like Iron Man Train Man!"
"Because I like it too!"
After leaving the prison, Han Qian called Han Jiayi and learned that he was at the swimming pool with his mothers and sisters. Han Qian drove to pick up Han Jiayi. Han Jiayi came trotting all the way, but was Han Qian slapped the back of his head.
"What do you want to do with women?"
Han Jiayi covered his head and frowned.
"How can you do this if you don't find so many mothers for me? Do you blame me?"
Han Qian frowned and thought for a while, then said seriously.
"What you said makes sense, get in the car! Your grandfather called and asked me to buy groceries. I don't want to carry it."
Han Jiayi frowned and looked at Han Qian.
"So you came to pick me up as a coolie? I have returned to the capital, and I am no longer with you."
"Don't, don't, don't, don't! You are my biological son, and we are half the same. I don't want to go myself."
Han Qian didn't behave like a son when getting along with the old man, and he didn't behave like a son when getting along with his son. Dad's look.
The father and son were walking in the Lianshan Market in the old district. Han Qian didn't care about what vegetables to buy. Han Qian chose everything, asked the price, and decided how much to buy. He didn't even pay the money. As soon as A buys the food, he will hand it to Han Qian.
After walking around for a while, Han Qian suddenly spoke.
“Would you like to see the lives of the people at the bottom?”
Han Jia looked at Han Qian.
“Do I have the right to choose?”
Han Qian nodded and smiled.
"Yes, your life is your own choice, whether to be a young master who does not bow his head or to be an ordinary person who raises his head... um..."
Small Han Jiayi asked with a frown.
"Don't say it so nice. I'm young, but I'm not stupid. If you don't give me anything, my mother will consider whether to give it to me. Now I enjoy everything that Father Liu gave me. Once I pass At the age of sixteen, everything I enjoy will disappear, right?"
Han Qian narrowed his eyes and smiled.
“You’re so smart~”
“How far to go?”
“Very close.”
Even though it was very close, Han Jiayi bought himself a small schoolbag, put all the vegetables in it and carried it on his back. He walked about two kilometers without his father's help. Han Jiayi turned his head and looked at Han Qian. Han Qian laughed awkwardly.
"This has to happen! Find another place."
Getting in the car, Han Qian took Han Jiayi around the city with a cigarette in his mouth, and finally parked the car at a At the old market in Fengming District, Han Qian sat in the car and closed his eyes. As soon as Han Jia opened the car door.
"I'll take care of myself."
Han Qian closed his eyes and hummed.
As soon as Han Jia walked in the old market, he found that all the old people here were selling vegetables. On both sides of the road, there was a woven bag with small cucumbers or other vegetables placed on it. .
It is not the kind of supermarket that looks green and clean. They are all brought in small buckets.
Han Jiayi squatted in front of an old woman’s stall. The old woman picked up a cucumber and rubbed it again and again and handed it to Jiayi.
"They are all grown at home, without any pesticides! Just eat them when you are hungry."
As soon as Han Jia took the cucumber and took a bite, he asked.
"Grandma, how much money can you make in one day?"
The old woman smiled and stretched out a finger, and Han Jia frowned.
"One hundred? Why so little?"
The old lady smiled.
“Ten dollars is good.”
Han Jiayi looked at the old woman in astonishment, and then glanced at the cucumber in front of him. Han Jiayi took out a hundred yuan and handed it to the old woman.
“I want all of these from you!”
The old lady shook her head with a smile. "No, how can you get such a small purchase? Don't pity me, an old woman, just buy a piece of tofu and eat it at home for two yuan."
Han Jiayi asked in confusion. road.
"Grandma, where is your daughter?"
"She's gone!"
As soon as Han Jia looked at the white-haired old lady, he got up and turned around to run, opening the car door and facing the sleeping woman. The father punched the side of his face. Han Qian was stunned. He frowned and looked at Han Jia and said coldly.
“Are you tired of living?”
Han Jiayi roared at his father.
"You are the only one who wants to return it to the crown prince? Get off!"
"No!"
"Can't you get off?"
"No!"
Han Jiayi took out a lighter from his father's pocket and squatted down to light the wheel. This frightened Han Qian, who got out of the car and grabbed Han Jiayi's back collar.
"You little bastard, are you looking for a fight?"
Han Jia took Han Qian's hand and walked towards the old market. He walked all the way to the old lady and said seriously.
“I want to buy all the dishes from this grandma!”
Han Qian frowned.
“That’s all? You have no money?”
Han Jia kicked Han Qian's calf, Han Qian waved his hand and slapped his son on the back of the head, and Xiao Jia simply rolled on the ground.
"Buy! Buy it for me, grandma won't sell it to me! Are you Han Qian or the Prince of Binhai? So many people are suffering. Grandma can't even make ten yuan a day. You can only smoke a cigarette. For just ten yuan, Han Qian, you are a devil, a fool, and a big bastard."
Han Qian felt a little noisy, so he bent down and picked up a cucumber and stuffed it into Han Jiayi's mouth. Here, the old lady looked at the father and son in front of her with some confusion?
Han Qian grabbed Han Jia and frowned.
“You want to spend money, right? Then buy all the vegetables on this street.”
As soon as Han Jia pulled out the cucumber and started to take out the money, he found that the money was not enough, so he raised his head and looked at Han Qian.
“Lend me money and I’ll pay it back to you when I get home.”
Han Qian sneered.
“Borrow money to do good deeds? Han Jiayi, Han Jiayi, before you do good deeds, let’s see if you have the ability. How can you pretend to be a kind person if you don’t have money? Get away as far as you can from me. "
Han Jia gritted his teeth, then turned around and ran away.
Seeing his son running away while wiping his tears, Han Qian chuckled. With Xu Hongchang and Cui Li following him, he was not worried about this little bastard at all.
Squatting in front of the old lady’s stall, Han Qian picked up the cucumber that Han Jia had thrown away, wiped it, took a bite and smiled.
"The cucumbers are grown well! Are there subsistence allowances?"
The old lady smiled and shook her head.
“No, we can’t handle it if we don’t have any connections at home.”
Han Qian nodded.
"That seems to be the case. Is anyone paying for this carpet? Is life difficult?"
The old lady smiled and said nothing. Han Qian stood up, stretched his waist, and took the He took out his cell phone and called Su Liang.
"Nursing home."
"I know, we are working on it! Going to the hospital at night?"
"I have no time recently. I have to spend time with my children and family. I have to go to the company tomorrow. My empress is very resentful. She has been hanging around under my nose recently. I even pretended not to see it. Nursing home! This money has cost several companies money. , in fact, it’s just a venue fee.”
“Stop nagging, dad! Dear dad, can you let me eat?”
“What kind of food are you eating? It’s not lunch, it’s not evening!”
“Can I eat the rice with my head off?”
After being yelled at by Su Liang, Han Qian curled his lips. I found the phone number of the community. When people from the community came over and saw Han Qian eating cucumber, he was completely stunned.
Han Qian asked straightforwardly.
“Why doesn’t she have subsistence allowance?”
People in the community hesitated and didn’t know how to answer.
Han Qian said again
"Why are you so nervous? Calculate your own time. My son is very kind-hearted and calls me a fool and a big bastard. You think I am really a bastard." Did Duzi throw you all in? Or let Tu Xiao find you? Talk, tomorrow morning, I will ask, poor people cannot get subsistence allowances, so you can live on subsistence allowances. Count the elderly people living alone in Fengming and prepare a list to send to the government office. Don’t ask me who should be given. Well...you should buy all these dishes.”
When Han Qian drove home, Han Jiayi was already helping in the kitchen. When Han Qian spoke to him, Han Jiayi pretended not to hear him, snorted arrogantly and left.
The old man looked at the father and son and smiled.
"What's wrong? As soon as A came back, he started crying. He wants to exercise with me and beat you to death."
Han Qian laughed obediently and told what happened. The old man Er frowned and looked at Han Qian.
“The child is kind, what’s the matter with you, a father?”
Han Qian looked at the old man seriously and said seriously.
"Be your father first, and then teach me how to be a father."
The old man nodded, and while wiping his hands with an apron, Han Qian ran away, although he wouldn't I am a father, but I know when my father is going to beat me. I am a thief and I understand when I am a son.
When I walked in, I saw Han Jiayi glaring at Han Qian, and Han Qian smiled.
“Come, daddy, give me a hug!”
At ten o'clock in the evening, Han Qian was lying in his small room, which was still a room with bunk beds. When he was about to go to sleep, Han Jia opened the door and walked in, standing beside Han Qian's bed and whispered.
"I'm sorry."
Han Qian reached out and rubbed his son's head, smiling.
"It doesn't matter! Jiayi, it's okay to want to do good things, but you can't force your desire to do good things on others. You can do as much as you have the ability!"
< br>“I know!”
"So!"
Pop!
A water balloon exploded in Han Qian's face. Han Qian closed his eyes and took a deep breath and smiled.
"Run, don't let me catch you tonight, Han Jiayi, I'll let you know how much it hurts when the belt falls on your butt! Who the hell is a spoiled parent?"
< br>(End of this chapter)