Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

#1541 - There is no such thing as so much sugar in life

It was already dark when Lin Zongheng came back, and this guy really brought back a lot of things.

Lin Zongheng smiled while holding the bag in his hand.

"Not many places were open that day, but I was able to buy some white wine."

In front of the campfire, Han Qian was lying, Chen Qiang was squatting, Lin Zongheng was sitting, and Liu Shengge was standing.

A bag of snacks also includes ham, sausage, chicken feet and the like.

Sitting in front of the fire, Lin Zongheng opened a bottle of white wine and handed it to Liu Shengge. Liu Shengge frowned and stared at the white wine in front of him. Lin Zongheng smiled.

"I didn't poison you. Look at how cowardly you are. Here's the cockroach."

Chen Qiang hesitated, Lin Zongheng looked at Han Qian, and Han Qian frowned and replied.

The three guys still ignored Lin Zongheng, and Lin Zongheng shouted a little bit upset.

"I've bought the things and I've said what I want to say. What's the matter? If you want to isolate me, I'll just leave!"

Liu Shengge pushed the wheelchair with both hands, and Lin Zongheng was busy speaking.

"Just kidding, just kidding, I'm not that petty."

Han Qian opened a bottle of white wine, took a sip and asked.

"What are your plans for the future, you three? Go back to the mental hospital or somewhere else? I'll say first that I'm going to live an ordinary life, going to get off work and picking up the kids every day."

Chen Qiang smiled and said that he had gotten used to life in the mental hospital. This time of teaching made him very disappointed with the people in the mountain village.

There is no simplicity, only greed.

The four of them didn't seem to have much to say. Han Qian drank a bottle, sighed that it was snowing heavily outside, then got up and left Juyuan Kailon, stumbling and dazed on the way home.

Plop.

Han Qian fell to the ground and struggled several times but failed to stand up. At this time, a hand reached out and grabbed Han Qian's arm to help him up. Han Qian glanced at the woman beside him, then shook his head a few times.

"Why are you hanging around outside on such a snowy day instead of going home?"

Bai Tao supported Han Qian as they walked on the road, sighing softly.

"It snowed so heavily that some houses with colored steel tiles in the suburbs collapsed. I can't just sit in the office with the air conditioner on and drinking hot water. How come you drank so much with the three of them?"

Han Qian shook his head again and frowned.

"I don't know why, but I feel very irritable, and I feel even more irritable after drinking."

Han Qian was put into the car, with a bulldozer in front to clear the way, and Bai Tao drove Han Qian back to the Imperial City Garden.

Han Qian fell into a deep sleep after returning home, and Wen Nuan poured Bai Tao a cup of hot water.

There seemed to be nothing more to say. After drinking the hot water, Bai Tao stood up and left the Imperial Garden. Han Qian woke up late at night, sat up, scratched his head, went downstairs and looked out the window.

The snow stopped.

Han Qian turned his head and looked at Wen Nuan lying on the sofa.

“It’s so warm!”

"The rice is in the pot."

Han Qian walked up to her and patted her calf. He then sat on the sofa and pinched the girl's feet. Wen Nuan looked at Han Qian with disdain.

"Pervert, you said you don't have a foot fetish!"

Han Qian smiled.

"I love you, okay? Wen Nuan, why do you think we are together?"

"We are divorced."

Wen Nuan answered without seeming to think, and Han Qian pinched her feet.

"You're allergic to sweet talk, aren't you?"

Wen Nuan sat up, hugged Han Qian, kissed him hard on the face, and smiled with narrowed eyes.

"I'm not allergic. Just say a few more words and I'll record them and send them to Yan Qingqing."

Han Qian pushed Wen Nuan away, stood up and walked into the kitchen. Wen Nuan was lying on the sofa and shouted.

"Li Yali has started to come to me to complain. As long as Cai Qinghu doesn't give birth, she's like a madman. Especially after the birth of Shici's daughter, she has started to look for Mailus, asking him if he doesn't have time. She can take the child back to Shengjing to raise. As long as he agrees to give her the surname Cai, she will give him whatever money he wants. If the hospital staff hadn't stopped him, Mailus would have probably been beaten by Li Yali."

Han Qian leaned half of his body out of the kitchen and sighed.

"I may have to go to Shengjing soon. Otherwise, it's not a big deal for Li Yali to be so tormented. Not long ago, she even went to Qian Ling's place to make trouble. I'm afraid of her now."

Wen Nuan stood up and walked towards the kitchen, approaching Han Qian and asked in confusion.

"Why are you going to Shengjing? Li Yali is in Binhai, Qinghu is in the capital, do you have anyone else in Shengjing?"

"I'll go to Shengjing to buy you a chicken rack!"

Wen Nuan and she played and joked until almost dawn. It was snowing too heavily outside and Wen Nuan couldn't go to work. Maybe she wouldn't go to work even if it didn't snow. Words like expanding the company and making it bigger and stronger had nothing to do with Wen Nuan. Maybe it was her selfless character that caused her to grow up slowly.

This made Yan Qingqing very angry. When Wen Nuan was working, Rong Yao couldn't compare to Chang Xiang, and now that Wen Nuan is not working, and Yu Shici still can't compare to Chang Xiang after going to the Magic City.

She doesn't dare to rest for a single day!

After sleeping for two hours, Han Qian did not go to work. He went downstairs with a shovel and started sweeping the snow in the community.

After the first one, there was a second one. Soon, the old men in the community who were not working came out with shovels and joined the snow-clearing operation. They came in groups of three or five, laughing and joking.

A man in his forties working at the yamen gate was holding a shovel and pushing snow with Han Qian, saying with a smile.

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"Brother Qian'er, if you have nothing to do today, why don't we get together with the men in the neighborhood? I have a big pot at home, can we have some outdoor hot pot?"

Han Qian smiled as he carried a shovel.

"What the hell! This little bit of snow is enough for us to clean up for a whole day. How about this! If we can finish cleaning up before dark, we can do it together! Wen Nuan was arguing about eating mutton skewers last night. Does anyone have mutton? There's nowhere to buy it today!"

"Xiao Wen Nuan wants to eat lamb skewers? I have a sheep at home!"

Han Qian seldom communicates with the older people in this community, and they don't have much to say, but their children are all acquaintances of Han Qian. Many of the children who used to follow Han Qian around are now working and are doing well.

Not only that, because of Han Qian, Han Qian's students took the initiative to take on the responsibility of teaching life courses and serving as guides for the young children in the community.

There haven't been any conflicts in the community for many years.

The Imperial City Garden illustrates what it means that a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor.

Near noon, Wen Nuan woke up, went downstairs wearing Han Qian's military coat, and stood in the crowd and shouted.

"Brother Qian, I want to eat ice cream!"

Bang!

A snowball hit Wen Nuan in the face. Wen Nuan opened her eyes and glared at Han Qian. Han Qian blinked.

"Pure natural, no additives at all!"

Wen Nuan was furious.

“Not sweet!”

Han Qian nodded.

"Yeah! Same as you!"

Wen Nuan walked up and grabbed Han Qian’s hair, saying angrily.

"Today I'll show you what sour is!"

Plop!

Wen Nuan was picked up by Han Qian and thrown into the snow pile. This scene stunned everyone. The next second, the men turned their heads to look at their wives!

As the sun sets, a group of homeless men crowd into an underground parking lot.

I have a home to return to, but there is a shrew at home, so it’s better not to go back!

Han Qian took a deep breath.

"Damn it! Can a living person be killed by holding his urine? Come on, light the fire and start grilling! Let me make it clear that Wen Nuan won't let me in, and I don't have a penny on me right now."

"Brother Qian'er, wait a minute. I'll go check my car. I remember I hid fifty under the mat in the trunk."

"I have two hundred hidden in the skylight."

"There's one behind my charging station, I'll go check it out!"

Han Qian glanced at everyone with disdain.

"Look at what you have accomplished."

As he spoke, he walked towards his motorcycle and patted the seat.

"My buddy hid more than 300 yuan, and you... Wen Nuan, you took all the motorcycles for me?"

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