After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

Although there were two people in the kitchen, there was only one cooking. Han Qian was chewing a cucumber in his hand and watching the old man cooking. The two elders had brought the dishes, which were all prepared and put in the refrigerator. Just heat it up.

Han Qian learned his cooking skills from the old man... he was considered an apprentice.

Seeing the dumplings wrapped like wheat ears being placed on the steamer, Han Qian held his chin and curled his lips.

"It's really biased. I said that when I was eating dumplings, you rolled out a dumpling wrapper that needed both hands to hold, put the stuffing on it and just clasped it with both hands to fool me. Nuan Nuan said that I suddenly wanted to eat dumplings, so you took the trouble to wrap it into ears? I am your biological son, and she is your daughter-in-law."

The old man kicked Han Qian backward and said angrily.

"Do you have the nerve to say that? Wen Nuan has said before that you were treated as your own son when you went to your father-in-law's place. What? Your mother and I treat Wen Nuan as a daughter? Anyway, your mother wanted to have a daughter back then."

"And rice dumplings? Not to mention you also made fish and elbows."

"It's not your fault. I saved some money for you and you still want to take credit from your mother. You little bastard. Don't even think about taking a penny from me again. Your mother's eyesight is so bad that she didn't see the expression on your face. Injury, I’ll figure it out later, what’s going on with the injury on my back.”

"It was a fight, a scene, and I almost got myself involved, but the result was pretty good."

"Well, I'll make you a coffin when I get home. Don't get fat."

"Keep it for yourself."

After saying this, Han Qian turned around and ran away. The old man smiled and did not take action.

This is how their father and son get along. When he was a child, the old man was very strict with Han Qian. He was so harsh that he was no longer afraid of Han Qian when he grew up. As a result, he became like a father without a father and a son without a son.

Han Qian's family is completely opposite to a warm family. Now Han Qian can understand what it feels like every time Wen Nuan comes home. He walked around in front of his mother twice and she didn't notice any injuries on his son. , finally Nuan Nuan asked Han Qian to change clothes.

As soon as he took off his pajamas and exposed the bandage, Nuan Nuan opened the door and came in. He walked forward very naturally and untied the bandage on Han Qian. Han Qian stood by the bed and looked at the figure reflected in the window, laughing softly.

"Why do we feel more and more like an old married couple? I don't know when my feelings for you changed. When did you start to be interested in me?"

After hearing this, Nuan Nuan gently touched the scar on his back with his finger. Han Qian took a breath and was about to speak when Nuan Nuan spoke.

"Stop being so sentimental, I don't care about you. I'm a businessman and I'm only interested in money. Get down!"

These words made Han Qian couldn't help but smile and shake his head. She was too proud. Wanting Nuan Nuan to tell him that she liked him, that she cared about him, and that she was attracted to him might be harder than reaching heaven, but Han Qian Why not?

Obediently lying on the tatami, Wen Nuan brought a small medicine box. She didn't know whether the white medicine spray would be effective on this injury, or whether it was considered a bruise. Because it was too heavy, Han Qian lay down. At that time, I found that the tatami bed had become soft, and there were two thick layers of blankets underneath.

Wen Nuan took off his shoes and knelt down next to Han Qian. The wound on his back was bleeding. In fact, Han Qian was not sure whether the injury was a stick or the back of a knife. He just felt that the stick was more likely to be a stick. He applied medicine and said softly.

"There are no bandages at home. You can put on a vest later. Mom knows that your back is injured. I said I pinched it when I closed the car door. Dad seemed to have noticed."

Han Qian, who rested his chin on a pillow, sighed feebly and whined.

"You can't hide from the old man's eyes, huh? Do you know Qian Ling?"

Wen Nuan frowned and asked in confusion.

"Glory's hands-off shopkeeper? I've heard of her, but never seen her. Do you think of her as your prey? Are you a little anxious?"

"I can't help it. Are you not going to work tomorrow? Is everything okay at the company?"

"I won't go. Mom said she would go back the day after tomorrow. I want to accompany Mom. You don't have to go to work tomorrow. I will take a picture for you when I take Mom for a checkup. It will be bad if you hurt a bone. Now you I don't care about things outside, but when you go home, you have to listen to me."

"You seem like a nagging husband's wife."

"Go away, I just don't want my four million to become a duck and fly away."

"Did you transfer money to mom?"

"How do you control how I spend my money? We are divorced!"

Wen Nuan, who had already gotten off the tatami bed, became angrier as she thought about it. She was actually dumped by Han Qian. She turned around and slapped Han Qian's butt twice. Han Qian was fine, but she felt her hand hurt. When she picked up the slippers, Han Qian stood up and shrank back, saying angrily.

"I need to change my pants."

Not only was Nuan Nuan not afraid, but he sat on the tatami bed and looked at Han Qian. Seeing this, Han Qian became even more embarrassed and angry, and said angrily.

"Slut! Get out."

The dinner was very rich, two plates of dumplings with two kinds of fillings, pork, sauerkraut and donkey meat, a plate of braised fish, the fish was freshly cooked by the old man, a plate of braised pork elbow, a bowl of egg drop soup, spinach and peanuts, Han Qian’s cooking He was also good at cooking, but he didn't understand this cold dish at all. He didn't know how to prepare the sauce. The old man had said it several times, and he followed the old man's instructions, but the taste was still different.

Qian'er's mother and Wen Nuan were sitting on one side, and her mother served Wen Nuan some food. Qian'er's mother smiled as she watched Wen Wennan pour vinegar into the bowl.

"Why are you jealous after eating pickled cabbage dumplings? They are so sour!"

Nuan Nuan bit into the dumpling and mumbled.

"Han Qian took care of him. He doesn't eat hot sauce, Mom! I forgot about it if I didn't tell him. Han Qian said I'm a picky eater."

Qian'er's mother put a piece of fish on a warm plate and smiled softly.

"Mom can't help you with this. Eat more and see if you lose weight."

"Yes, no breasts yet."

Snapped!

As soon as Han Qian finished speaking, he received a chopstick on his head. Han Qian covered his forehead and glared at the old man. Seeing that the warmth had an effect, he complained while eating dumplings.

"Dad, Han Qian was bitten by a woman on the forehead. I asked him if there was a woman outside. He didn't tell me and threatened that he would not cook for me in the future and would starve me to death. Hey! Who let poor Xiao Nuan not know? You know how to cook, dad, you will never let mom go hungry, right?"

Before Nuan Nuan finished speaking, Han Qian had already ran three or four meters away with the bowl in hand, with a look of horror on his face.

The expressions of Qian'er's mother and the old man both changed. The mother's face was very serious, but the old man couldn't accept this the most. After a few seconds of silence, the old man ignored Han Qian and lowered his head to eat a dumpling. Han Qian relaxed. After taking a breath, the old man spoke when he was about to go back.

"You wait till you finish eating."

It’s over!

The old man's taboo has been touched.

Han Qian didn't know how to explain it. It was indeed Yan Qingqing who bit his forehead!

There are nine people in the group!