Chapter 1274 A gentleman won’t save you? I am a saint
My foreign father-in-law is really a bit unfamiliar to me.
Han Qian seemed a little reserved sitting on the sofa, and Mailus, a sturdy little old man, was also quite nervous. This was not the first time the two met, but they had not seen each other often.
Myrus looked out the window and said softly.
“The snow is quite white.”
Han Qian, whose slightly broken Chinese was understandable, glanced at the falling snow outside the window and hummed softly.
After a while, Mailus said again.
“I don’t know how long it will last.”
Han Qian replied without thinking.
"How about I go ask?"
The chat was terminated again. Yu Shici, who was busy with her mother in the kitchen, walked to the living room. Looking at the two men who only drank tea and said nothing, Yu Shici stepped forward and stood behind Han Qian, smiling.
“Can’t you two communicate?”
Han Qian raised his head and Mailus chuckled.
“I don’t know what to talk about~”
Yu Shici patted Han Qian’s head and turned away. Han Qian took out one and handed it to Melus, smiling. .
"What kind of animals did you raise on the ranch abroad? Are there any sheep?"
When he mentioned what he was good at, Myrus became interested, and talked nonchalantly to Han Qian about his own ranch. From time to time, two sentences in English occasionally came out. I felt that Han Qian didn't understand them and explained them again. As he spoke, Myrus sighed.
"Next year we will go abroad to celebrate the New Year! I will give you a whole bear to eat. It tastes very good."
Han Qian chuckled.
“OK! Let’s go together when we have time. I’ve always wanted to try whether a compound bow can be used for hunting.”
At this time, Yu Shici called the two of them to eat.
On a purely Western-style dining table, Yu Ma opened an oil paper bag with gloves and smiled.
“Try, taste how my skills compare to those of your other mothers-in-law!”
Marus, who was holding the wine, frowned and glared at Yu’s mother, then opened a bottle of foreign wine and gave it to Han Qian poured a glass and said softly.
"Ignore her, she will never speak for the rest of her life."
Han Qian picked up the wine glass with both hands and Mailus said again.
“We foreigners don’t have so many rules. You can stay here as comfortable as you want. You can call me big brother. You don’t care about so many details. Try the barbecue. It tastes good. ”
After a glass of vodka, Han Qian was no longer nervous at all. He held the glass and listened to Myrus telling the story of his youth. He was young at the time and didn’t know what to do after he had a wife and children. I always want to travel around the world and see every corner of the world.
Han Qian was basically listening. At eleven o'clock, Yu Shici stood up and walked to Han Qian's side and whispered.
“It’s eleven o’clock, you still have a lot to do.”
Han Qian stood up and waved to Melus unsteadily.
"We agreed! Let's go hunting together!"
The wind blew when we went out, Han Qian felt a little heady, Yu Shici asked in a low voice.
"How about you go home and rest in the afternoon? Can you do this?"
Han Qian grinned.
"Okay! How can a man say no? Shici! How come I find you are getting prettier after drinking?"
Yu Shici pouted.
"Okay, it's hard for you to say something nice, so I won't embarrass you! I'll send you out of the community, whose house are you going to?"
Han Qian whispered.
“I’m going to find Aunt Ji. If Beloved won’t come back this year, Aunt Ji will look a little lonely by herself. It’s going to get over no matter what!”
The two walked out of the community together, and Ji Jing's car was waiting at the door.
After getting in the car, Ji Jing reached out and touched Han Qian's face and said softly.
"You can go home and sleep for two hours, and you can start at one o'clock."
Han Qian squeezed Ji Jing's hand and said softly.
“Don’t you need to go over to your father’s side?”
Ji Jing shook her head.
"No! There is no need to go there. It is our business between the two of us. I owe nothing to their family. If he does not starve to death, I have fulfilled my obligation. He I don’t deserve to let you go! I don’t want to hear your excuses. Go home. Should you sleep in the car? "
Han Qian smiled and said that he could go anywhere. Aunt Ji nodded thoughtfully. As he walked, Han Qian felt more and more that there was something wrong with this route. , when the car stopped at Xiangmanhuadu, Han Qian turned his head and looked at Ji Jing.
"Well...didn't you say you want me to sleep for two hours?"
"Go to nursery rhyme's house to sleep! I'll go with you!"
"Ah?"
After getting out of the car, Ji Jing took the gift she bought and walked into the unit door very naturally. Han Qian, who followed behind, held on to the handrail of the stairs. He always felt a little guilty. What Han Qian hates the most is the holidays, mainly because he is so busy.
Sometimes he really wants to tear it apart himself!
Afterwards, the alcohol hit him, and Han Qian stood in the corridor with two thumbs up and chopped the ground hard with his right foot.
"Click~"
Click.
The door of Tongyao's parents' house was pushed open. Tongyao leaned out half of his body and looked at Han Qian standing at the bottom of the stairs and asked.
"What's stuck in your crotch? I told you not to wear such tight pants, is it stuck in your crotch?"
Looking at the nursery rhyme, he took it from Ji Jing's hand very naturally. Something, Han Qian was somewhat surprised, walked up the steps and muttered softly.
"You're stuck!"
Tong Yao narrowed her eyes and smiled at Han Qian, then turned and left.
Seeing Laotong was much more comfortable than meeting Mailus. Han Qian was lying on the sofa, his head resting on Laotong's legs.
"Dad! What are you looking at? Let's chat for a while."
The old man looked at the book in his hand and shook his head.
"No chatting! Your cultural literacy is too low."
Han Qian sat up and pointed at his nose and shouted.
"My cultural literacy is low? You said my literacy is low and I admit it, but you said my literacy is low. I will show it to you right now! Can you recite the teacher's instructions backwards?"
Tong Huang Lou put down the book in his hand and laughed.
"Not low, right? Come on, let's talk, little boy! Give Han Qian some hot soup for him to drink. I won't drink at noon today, Ji Jing! When we get home, I don’t treat you as a guest anymore!”
Ji Jing, who was standing in the kitchen, smiled.
"I have always called this place my home."
Muttered nursery rhyme.
“My home!”
Tong Ma slapped Tong Yao on her shoulder and scolded her.
"Go away, why don't you call your brother and tell him that your legs will be broken if you return to Binhai?"
Tong Yao stopped talking, while Ji Jing held the child's mother's arm and said softly.
"Oh~Mom, please stop talking about nursery rhymes~She is also worried that you are too tired to cook, and women are small-minded."
Nurry Rhymes glared at Ji Jing, and Ji Jing said aggrievedly .
"Why are you staring at me? Mom still doesn't welcome me!"
Tong Yao was slapped again and angrily brought chicken soup to the living room and handed it to Han Qian. Then she was scolded by the old boy again. Tong Yao sat behind Han Qian and waved her little fists at Han Qian's back to vent her anger. temper.
Otong watched Han Qian take a sip of chicken soup and smiled.
"Han Qian, let me ask you a question, if one day you saw someone jumping from the Binhe Bridge, would you save him?"
Han Qian said with a smile while holding chicken soup.
"It should be saved."
Nursery rhymes whispered behind her.
"It seems like you are very good at water. Even warmth can drown you! Are you going to save others or create trouble? You have to drown yourself in it."
Han Qian smiled and disappeared. Speaking, the old boy smiled.
"The nursery rhyme is right! Han Qian, you said that your education is not low, then tell me, what does it mean that a gentleman will not save you?"
Han Qian shook his head with a smile.
"I don't know! But I know one thing, if a gentleman doesn't save you, a saint won't let you go! And I! Your son-in-law Han Qian is the greatest saint in modern society! There is no one, so I will do my best to turn the tide."
The old boy smiled helplessly and whispered nursery rhymes.
"My family hasn't calmed down yet, yet I went outside to save him. I thought I would be far away on this day~ If Wen Nuan hadn't extended a helping hand to you, saint? You are an older leftover man!"
At this time Ji Jing came over with a tea cup and said softly.
"I think what the eldest nephew said is absolutely right~ I remember that the eldest nephew had the most difficult life at that time. He owed more than 4 million yuan. Yan Qingqing didn't pay you any less. Money, right? Didn’t I save you when I was too busy to take care of myself?”
Old Tong asked doubtfully.
“Is there still such a thing?”
Ji Jing said with a smile.
"Uncle~ Let me tell you how Tongyao and Han Qian met, and why we call her Tongyao Shi~"
Tongyao stood up and said with a smile.
"Ji Jing, I'll prepare a gift for you. You come, you come!"
(End of this chapter)