Chapter 769 You have to practice for yourself
"Oh, look at you! Why are you in such a hurry? Such a big contribution is just gone, let's talk about it first! This matter You Han family, please don’t show off. If Ding Peng dies, he will die. Send Qin Yaozu away!”
The old man sat in Sun Zhengmin’s car and returned to Binhai. It was already dawn, but the rain hadn’t stopped yet.
Ding Peng asked the old man to kill him, but as a result, Sun Zhengmin came to Bin County overnight to pick him up.
A wanted order from Shengjing.
Catch Ding Peng, life or death, and get a reward of 200,000 yuan.
As for the 200,000 Han family, the old man said that he would go home and prepare breakfast for his grandchildren.
After returning to Binhai, the old man looked at his mobile phone.
After all, this bastard didn’t reply to his text message.
Early in the morning!
Han Qian sat on the threshold of the outhouse, holding his chin with his hands, looking at the yard washed by the heavy rain. The rain in Bin County was not heavy, and Binhai could only be said to be heavy, but in Xinli Tun'er, it was already a heavy rain.
"Good morning, Brother Qian!"
Wearing pink pajamas and rubbing his eyes, Nuan Nuan crossed the threshold and walked to the yard under Han Qian's stunned gaze. The next second Nuan Nuan screamed and ran back. , a slap on the shoulder of Han Qian who was sitting on the threshold.
“Why didn’t you tell me it was raining?”
Han Qian put his right hand next to his ear and shouted.
"What did you say? I can't hear you, the rain is too loud!"
Nuan Nuan snorted, opened the steaming cauldron, took out a plate of hot dumplings, sat next to Han Qian, and picked up He took a bite of the dumpling, raised his head and smiled innocently.
"Brother Qian, do you know what you like to eat in the morning?"
Han Qian looked at the little frogs that appeared due to the heavy rain. Each one was as big as a fingernail, jumping in the rain. Jump, said softly.
“I know, I like to eat fried dough sticks and dumplings that have been left overnight and steam them in a pot the next day, because they will be very soft~ But our family doesn’t eat these very often. My mother is more hypocritical and doesn’t eat leftovers. You can eat the two-day-old fried dough sticks if they are cold, but you will definitely not eat the ones steamed in a steamer, and you won’t eat the dumplings either!”
Nuan Nuan nodded.
"Yeah! I know, our mother's family has been well-off since she was a child, so it's right for her to develop a habit."
"Well, are these dumplings warm?"
“It’s so hot!”
“Nuan Nuan, what do you want me to eat in the morning?”
"You can eat whatever you like."
Han Qian turned his head and looked at Warmth, who was puffing out his cheeks, and said seriously.
"Is it possible to say that I just want to take a bite of the dumplings you eat."
Wen Nuan pushed Han Qian's face away and whispered.
"Just let me try it for you. What kind of dumplings do you eat during the Chinese New Year? Brother Qian, do you think the crabs are also at home on rainy days and don't go out?"
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Han Qian hummed and continued to look at the yard washed by the rain. Han Qian sighed at the old man's craftsmanship. When the rain fell on the yard, there would be no accumulation of water. All the rain flowed into the opposite river along an invisible ditch.
The green bricks in the yard were washed away, and Han Qian suddenly turned his head and leaned closer to the warmth.
"What are you eating?"
Wen Nuan, holding half a dumpling in his mouth, was startled and said blankly.
“Dumplings!”
"What kind of filling!"
Wen Nuan said seriously as he swallowed the dumplings in his mouth.
“Brother Qian, I really didn’t taste any stuffing. It seems to be cabbage and pork. Brother Qian, do you want to go back to Binhai?”
“Am I not in Binhai? Everyone thought I was still squatting inside. When they found out that I was not inside, I had already appeared in Shengjing. You are accompanying me. Qinghu is probably grounded now. Yeats sent me a message saying, "Empress." They are killing everyone in Binhai."
Wen Nuan curled his lips. "Her? Killing everyone? She has to run even to get on the kang. What can she do?"
Han Qian took the plate from Nuan Nuan's hand, collected some rainwater and began to wash it, smiling.
“Yan Qingqing’s character is actually good. She is confused about small things, but she is not confused at all about big things. When I was away, my mother was a little distracted, but she was right. At least she was not at the wrong time. to increase To make matters worse, no one could protect the queen at that time, but it’s different now. I’m just in jail, and it’s okay for the queen to stand up suddenly, so that everyone’s attention will not be on me.”
< br>Wen Nuan curled his lips and Han Qian smiled.
"Cui Li went to kill someone last night, and the old man also passed by. Sun Mingyue's son-in-law, adopted mistress and Ding Peng have all been cleared away. It's so warm!"
Nuan Nuan turned to look at Han Qian and said seriously.
"Yan Qingqing's hands are covered with sin! How disgusting."
Han Qian was stunned.
“Shouldn’t it be me?”
Wen Nuan pointed at the little toad the size of a thumb in front of him and looked at Han Qian.
"You crush it to death."
Han Qian shook his head.
"I can't do it."
"Trash~ I won't play with you anymore. I'll go back and lie down for a while."
Wen Nuan got up and went back to the house, Han Qian also stood up and followed in. The two of them got into the mosquito net, and Nuannuan lay straight on the bed, looking at the roof and muttering softly.
"It's just boring, it's boring. Han Qian, please dance for me."
Han Qian turned on the warm computer, connected his mobile phone data and logged in to WeChat, and said softly.
"I can't dance, let's play a little game to warm you up."
"What game."
"You sleep, I'll see how long you can sleep. ”
Nuan Nuan, who really wanted to sleep, sat up directly and stared at Han Qian. Then he crawled to Han Qian like a puppy and stared at Han Qian's face for a bite.
Han Qian put his hands on the keyboard and chatted with Yeats about Binhai. Wen Nuan lay on Han Qian's back and rocked.
"Brother Qian, stop working~ Let's play~"
Han Qian didn't resist, but he also paid attention to Wen Nuan and let her make trouble. Wen Wen made trouble for a while Seeing that it had no effect, he got out of the mosquito net and shouted.
“I’ll make you breakfast.”
Han Qian looked at the message sent by Yeats.
[Dad has been taken away by Sun Zhengmin. I called and asked if it was okay, but I haven’t received any news yet that someone went to the prison to look for you. 】
Han Qian thought for a while and replied.
[There is no reason to find me. The one who killed was Ding Peng, and the one who did it was Yanran. This is not the first time that Ding Peng and my father have done something. Just do whatever you want. You should be more careful in Binhai. I I guess it will take some time before I can go back. How is my court case going? 】
【Because of Wen Wen's recklessness, Li Jinhan is now kowtowing door to door in Shengjing to delay this matter. Zhao Wangu is also bending over to say good things to others because Zhao Hanqing is involved in it. Chen Jinye I can't tell for sure, the handle on the king's side seems to be useless, but with these two old men inside, it is estimated that delaying it for a year and a half is not a problem. The two old men mean to treat it coldly! 】
Han Qian sent a voice message to Yeats.
"Don't worry, the truth of this matter will always be one step behind me. When they went to Binhai Prison to find me, I was already in Fushan Prison. When they went to Fushan, I was already in Shengjing. If I go to Shengjing Jing, I will get a fake document from Jingcheng. When they want to go to Jingcheng to see it, the level is not enough... Oops, Nuan Nuan set my house on fire, please be safe."
Han Qian glanced at the ground outside the house. If he hadn't smelled the burning smell, Han Qian would have thought that the old Taoist priest had transformed into the ground beneath the house.
Rushing out of the mosquito net, looking at Wen Nuan who was holding a roasted dark potato in his mouth with a dark face in his hand, Han Qian reached out and grabbed Wen Wen's back collar.
“Are you going to practice it on yourself?”
(End of this chapter)