Chapter 1189 The warmth of respecting the old and loving the young
I spent an afternoon fishing with Lao Gu, and took An An to have dinner together in the evening. At ten o'clock in the night, Han Qian returned to Binhai, with two more girls by his side. Dan'er, Wuyouwu was asked to bring them back, and the two girls were almost lost by Han Qian's hair along the way.
But the smile on Han Qian’s face never stopped. An An, who was driving, softly scolded the two girls to be more honest. As a result, the two girls became even more excited. Han Qian simply lay down in the back seat and let the two girls go. A girl was jumping up and down, playing and making noise.
An An glanced at Han Qian along the rearview mirror and smiled.
“Are you going to drive?”
Han Qian shook his head.
“I don’t have a driver’s license now, and I don’t really like driving. This time both my aunt and my aunt ordered Wuyou to be sent to my aunt. My aunt said that having a child by her side would give her something to do. , Aunt Wulu said to help, so you can worry less."
An'an said softly.
"Actually, it's okay. I barely see the two children once a week, so there's nothing to worry about. Auntie isn't angry with you anymore?"
Han Qian was about to speak, but he couldn't. You sat down on Han Qian's face. Han Qian raised the baby bump and asked.
"Are you going to kill your father and me? What do you say to my aunt? If you are angry, you are not angry anymore, but you will still nag a few words every time. As time goes by, you will get used to it. You are not busy recently, right?" br>
An An shook his head.
“I’m busy. I want to sign a few artists and let’s discuss the price.”
“Then it’s not a serious matter. Go back to Binhai and play with me~”
“ Ancestor, we are busy~”
"What are you busy with?"
An'an stopped talking. He didn't listen to what he said, and he forgot after hearing it.
When the car passed the highway intersection, Han Qian opened the window and looked at the captain who was still standing guard, waved and smiled.
"Are you working overtime? It's getting cold. I'll go home and have something hot~ Come on!"
After entering the city, An An asked softly which home he was going to. Han Qian thought for two seconds. bell.
"Go to aunt and send the child over."
Arrived at Qian Hong's flat, the person who opened the door was Yan Kuan. Looking at the two children in An An and Han Qian's arms, Yan Kuan's eyes were full of love. An An wanted to reach out and pick it up but was afraid of accidentally making the child cry, so An An directly handed Wuyou to Yan Kuan.
"Grandpa Yan, please take it. I'm exhausted from holding it all the way."
Yan Kuan carefully took Wuyou, turned his head and was about to shout when he suddenly remembered that the child was still in his arms. Inside, he was busy holding the child and limping towards the study, standing at the door and whispering.
"Miss, the young master and the young mistress are here with the child~ This child is so well-behaved that people are looking for him, oh~"
Wuyou reached out and grabbed Yan Kuan's hair. Yan Kuan tilted his head and didn't dare to struggle. At this time, An An stepped forward and stretched out his hand to grab Wuyou's hair. Wuyou burst into tears, and An An scolded him in a low voice.
"Does it hurt if I grab your hair?"
This scene happened to be seen by Qian Hong who opened the door. He stretched out his hand to take Wuyou's hand and glared at An An.
"What do children know? Yan Kuan, go and get some milk powder. Xiao Wuyou~ looks more energetic than Wuyou~"
Han Qian can't tell the difference many times. When you look at these two girls, you can only find out when they move. Wuyou will be a little more lively, while Wuyou will not move as much as possible. These two girls seem to have separated An An's personality. !
Wuyou lay on the sofa and slept with his eyes closed, while Wuyou stared at his big eyes, seeming to think about how to make trouble.
An An pinched Wuyou's face.
"How about living with your aunt recently? Mom and dad are a little busy."
Wuyou glanced at An An, then stretched out his hand and grabbed Qian Hong's little finger. He was already with An An. We spend less time together, and Wuyou doesn't care where he is, as long as he can eat enough.
After staying for a while, when Han Qian and An An took Wuyou away, Wuyou quit and started crying. Han Qian looked at An An, and An An said helplessly.
"Just like this, the two children cry when they are separated, aunt? How many days will you let them stay here? You..."
Qian Hong waved his hand.
"Otherwise you still want to take one away? Stay in Binhai. Occasionally the father and grandparents can come over to visit. They have been slowly alienated in the capital. I have nothing to do recently. I also like it. Play with the children, you two go and do your work! I will take the two children to bed in a while, let’s go, my aunt will take the two babies to bed.”
Wuyou doesn’t care at all. Wuyou continued to sleep with his eyes closed.
The two children were very noisy in front of An An and Han Qian, but they became more honest when they were in front of An An and Han Qian.
It was already late at night when he left Qian Hong's house. When passing by a barbecue restaurant, An An suddenly stopped the car and ran in to buy a bunch of barbecue and some river crabs. Han Qian tilted his head and asked. "Are you hungry?"
An An shook his head.
“You don’t understand!”
When Nuan Nuan saw An An, his eyes were not very kind. When An An brought the barbecue and river crabs to Nuan Nuan, Nuan Nuan showed a smile. An An smiled.
"I would like to say hello to you~"
Wen Nuan raised his head and patted An An on the shoulder with a naive smile.
"Look at you, why are you so polite? Don't you have any gloves?"
Wen Nuan is just being polite, sitting on the sofa and lifting the crab's heavenly cover with bare hands~
"Well, it's okay~"
After changing his clothes, Han Qian walked downstairs and looked at the two girls sitting on the sofa talking, Han Qian said softly.
"Why don't you go to bed, Nuan Nuan? What time is it?"
Nuan Nuan turned his head and put his arm around An An's shoulders, looked at Han Qian and shouted.
"I woke up! I went to bed when I came back from get off work. I woke up not long ago, Han Qian~ Next time you bring An An home more, I like An An."
< br>Han Qian walked to the refrigerator and took out the beer.
Regarding Wen Wen, Han Qian and Wen Wen have one thing in common. Wen Wen likes to stuff the refrigerator full, while Han Qian likes to be able to find what he wants when he opens the refrigerator.
Opening two cans of beer and placing them in front of the two girls, Han Qian smiled.
"I feel like you don't like An'an, you like to eat~drink some beer. Tomorrow is the weekend again, so you don't need to get up early. I'll drink and go to bed while you two play~"
< br>Han Qian went to bed.
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Early in the morning, Han Qian and Nuan Nuan were both sleeping soundly. There was really nothing to be busy with recently, and Han Qian was also ready to sleep a little longer to replenish his mental state.
An An got up early and started cleaning up the living room that caused last night's disaster. An An didn't have the kind of mysophobia that Han Qian and Ji Jing did, but she couldn't accept the messy things in the room, and she knew that Han Qian didn't either. No way to accept the mess.
While An An was wiping the rag and wiping the table, there was a knock on the door. An An was curious who came over so early. After opening the door, she looked at Sun Zhengmin and Cai Qinghu standing at the door. An An was busy letting go He took out two pairs of slippers and bent down to put them at the door.
Sun Zhengmin was a little nervous when he walked in. When did he get such treatment when he came to the Han family?
After walking through the door and sitting on the sofa, An An mopped the floor with a mop and said softly.
"I slept very late last night. I'm still sleeping. I'm going to make tea. Please wait a moment."
An An went to the kitchen to make tea. When she came out again, there was no tea, but a small pot of porridge. There are some small pickles, which are very delicately arranged, An An said with a smile.
"Have some porridge, I guess you haven't had breakfast so early."
Sun Zhengmin looked at the porridge in the pot and smiled.
"This is my first time serving the Han family's dishes. When did An An come to Binhai?"
An An handed a bowl of porridge to Cai Qinghu, sat back and started peeling eggs and smiled.
"You just came back from the capital last night, please eat eggs."
Sun Zhengmin glanced at Cai Qinghu who was eating, and then at An An. He finally understood why An An could be in so many places. Even though the girl was on guard, she was still able to follow the group steadily without being thrown away. As expected, every girl has her own advantages.
After breakfast, An An prepared the clothes to be washed, but never opened the washing machine. It was not until Wen Nuan walked down from the second floor, rubbing her eyes, that An An opened the washing machine. At this time, Wen Wen suddenly rushed over and hugged her. An'an's neck.
"Not alive anymore? Our ancestors are still sleeping up there and haven't woken up. If we wake up, we will all be scolded! Hey, when did you come, Uncle Sun?"
Sun Zhengmin smiled.
"I've just arrived. I've had nothing to do in the past few days. I came here to chat with you. Your uncle will be here soon."
Wen Nuan blinked.
“Is this old man not dead yet?”
(End of this chapter)