After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

Chapter 669 Mid-Autumn Festival (3)

"I think you should sober up and drink now!"

Yan Qingqing handed a can of drinks full of English to Han Qian. Han Qian took a look at it, opened it, tilted his head and drank it, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said vaguely.

"I went to Cheng Jin's place in the morning and talked about something. This old guy made me drink. Ji Jing's parents came just now. I was worried that they would bully Ji Jing and drank a lot. I'm sorry, yes, no... Hiccup... It’s timed out. Do you have any more? Give me a can."

"There is it in the car. You can get in the car first. How about I temporarily change to a place where I don't drink? I see you like this..."

Han Qian pushed Yan Qingqing's hand away, struggled to stand up and shook his head, then roughly hugged Yan Qingqing's neck and said seriously.

"You still have to drink! Give me twenty minutes! We are all elders, so we can't treat them differently. Well... Qingqing, I want to pee."

Yan Qingqing closed her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, then helped Han Qian to the other side of the road. She didn't mean to be shy at all. In her consciousness, she and Han Qian were already an old couple.

Before getting in the car, Han Qian washed his face with mineral water, got in the car, lit a cigarette, and took a deep breath. I have to say that Yan Qingqing gave this thing really useful. Now his head is no longer dizzy, and he sighed softly.

"Hey! I have to ask Sister Yang to practice my drinking ability when I have time, Honghong! You can bring me a few cans of that stuff later."

Yan Qingqing said angrily while driving.

"Don't call me Honghong! Where will you go later? Nursery rhymes? Yu poetry?"

Mentioning these two girls, Han Qian suddenly felt a headache, covering his head and saying feebly.

"These two mentally ill people went to my house to spend the holidays with my parents. I think I will die very badly during the Chinese New Year this year, really."

"I'm going to see you get beaten."

"Huh? Are you going to my house to celebrate the festival?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean... I should stop the car to buy some gifts. I can't go there with my paws empty?"

"I've finished my shopping! You don't have to worry about it, my real man, when will you stop showing off?"

"Brother, this is called Hailiang. In a moment, your father will drink it under the table!"

Looking at the familiar restaurant, Han Qian slapped his forehead. Why did he come to Yeshai Pavilion?

When she got out of the car, her feet softened and she almost fell to her knees. She stood up unsteadily, and then slapped her face twice. Yan Qingqing stood aside and watched Han Qian's weird behavior, with disgust on her face.

Is this still huge?

Then Han Qian took her to the backyard, took off her clothes and jumped into the swimming pool. After a minute, she came ashore to put on clothes and said calmly.

"I can do it!"

Yan Qingqing sighed helplessly and said helplessly.

"Why are you celebrating a holiday like you are celebrating a death anniversary?"

After saying this, Han Qian stretched out his hand to pinch Yan Qingqing's face and whispered.

"You're having a big holiday, can you have some virtue in that mouth of yours?"

Walking into the hall and looking at the big table in the middle, Han Qian took a deep breath, walked forward with a smile, and said with a smile.

"Uncle and auntie celebrate the New Year...Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, eh? Yingying is back?"

Father Yan chuckled, and Yan Yingying pouted.

"I want to thank you even more, brother-in-law, for being able to come back! I can't even think about not coming back. When are you going to get me out of the army? Look at my face, look at my hands. I don't even look like a little girl." Already?"

Han Qian sat down, grabbed a peanut and smashed it on Yan Yingying's forehead. Yan Yingying was instantly furious, got up and ran behind Han Qian, pinched his neck with both hands and shook him, saying angrily!

"Brother-in-law! Why didn't you tell me earlier when you were so capable? Why did I have to be bullied into sleeping on the floor when I first joined the army!!! You did it on purpose!"

Han Qian grinned.

"Hahaha, it's normal to be bullied when you go to the army. Even if Li Jinhan called you by name and said you were his daughter, you would be bullied as well. This is normal. Have the people from the Zhao family taken care of you recently? Stay away from that Zhao Hanqing! He You want to be my brother-in-law, but I don’t agree! You’re a more careless thing than me.”

"You don't have to worry about it, I know it well."

"Want to demobilize? You can do it in another year, but what will you do after you get out of the army? Work hard to climb up in the army, or you can work as a civilian! My sister-in-law is beautiful and has a good figure. When the time comes, my brother-in-law If you are looking for a similar soldier to fall in love with, it would be great to find one from the local area! Local children who can serve as soldiers in the local area generally have some background in their families. Don’t waver, don’t waver, talk to your brother-in-law if there is a young man you like. ? Don’t talk about Liu Shengge, he is a fucking eunuch."

"Sister! Look at my brother-in-law, he exposed my scar again!"

Yan Qingqing smiled as she watched Han Qian and his sister play around, feeling like a family. Father Yan and Mother Yan also had smiles in their eyes. How could they please this son-in-law now?

This time Yan Yingying simply sat next to Han Qian. When she took the initiative to pour wine for everyone, Yan's father and Yan's mother were a little surprised. How long had she been in the army before she became sensible? In fact, Yan Yingying is not sensible.

Who knew her when she first joined the army? He knew someone who had joined the army under special conditions, and after asking around, he had no background. It wasn't until Li Jinhan and Zhao Laohu mentioned Han Qian in a chat and suggested that Han Qian send a little girl to the army that Yan Yingying was taken seriously.

Zhao Hanqing went to the army to look for this little girl named Yan Yingying that day. Fortunately, he didn't ask about her. When he found out that she called herself Han Qian's sister-in-law, Zhao Hanqing curiously asked if her sister was tall and drove a Ferrari.

When asked, it turned out that this was not the case. Yan Yingying said that his sister was only a little over 1.6 meters tall and drove a Raptor, not a Ferrari.

Two wives?

wrong! What about warmth?

Three wives?

Zhao Hanqing had a strong interest in Han Qian at that time. Later, when there were gatherings in the army, he would bring Yan Yingying with him, claiming to be his sister. Not long after, she was promoted to the office as a civilian.

At first, she thought that Zhao Hanqing was attracted to her, and she made it clear that she didn't want to fall in love. Zhao Hanqing laughed loudly after hearing this, and explained that he and Han Qian had a relationship before, and Yan Yingying was looking for holes on the floor to get in. .

Yan Yingying got a glass of wine and handed it to Han Qian, looked at Han Qian from bottom to top, and whispered.

"Brother-in-law, I heard that you were seriously injured a while ago? You also killed Gouda Pao? Now your name is not only famous in Binhai City, but also in the province. People often mention you. Be careful. Oh, Zhao Hanqing has a few kids, and they said they want to come and meet you."

Han Qian picked up the wine glass and laughed.

"Then let them come! It's so interesting, remember! Your brother-in-law is already invincible."

"Yeah, yeah, I can see it. My sister's teeth are almost broken. Are you not afraid at all?"

After hearing this, Han Qian suddenly turned his head, looked at Yan Qingqing's angry eyes, and said quickly.

"Uncle and aunt, let's have dinner, uncle! Come on, let's have a drink together. We haven't seen each other for a long time and we miss you so much!"

Han Qian and Yan Yingying were lively at the dinner table. Don't be too happy about the meal. Yan's father and mother did not ask about the affairs between Han Qian and Yan Qingqing. The thing was that Yan Qingqing had greeted them in advance.

The meal with Cheng Jin was a serious matter, the meal with Ji Jing's parents was full of anger, and the meal with the Yan family felt like home. Yan Qingqing seldom spoke and kept picking up food for several people. , listening to Yan Yingying chatting about the army, and listening to Han Qian and the two bickering.

Yan's mother kept laughing and trying to persuade Han Qian to drink less. Finally, Yan's father suggested going to the hunting park to play. Just when Han Qian was about to agree, Yan Qingqing put her arms around Han Qian's neck and said with a narrowed smile.

"Dad! The stab wound on Han Qian's body is almost the same as that in the Chinese dictionary. What do you think of his character? He will definitely accompany you. Can you play tomorrow?"

"Oh! Qingqing, please let me go. It's rare for my uncle to be so elegant. He just got chopped a few times. It's not a problem. Can uncle ride a horse? There are some good horses in the backyard, nanny!!! Yeats! Yeats! Miss!"

The soul calling started again. Yeats closed his eyes and stretched out his breath. He went downstairs and came to Han Qian's side, bowed and saluted.

"Mr. Han, do you have any advice?"

"I don't have any advice. You go and tidy up the horses in the backyard and put on the saddles. I'm going to the hunting park to hunt."

At this time, Han Qian was fearless! Dad Yan is the biggest!

Because this is Yan Qingqing's father, no matter what stupid things he has done in the past, Han Qian must make Yan Qingqing look good.

Yeats narrowed his eyes and smiled softly and respectfully.

"no!"

Um?

Han Qian turned his head and looked at Yeats and said seriously.

"I said I was going to go hunting on horseback."

Yeats said gently and respectfully.

"Yes, no! Please try another method."

"I'm going to hunt."

No matter how Han Qian yelled, Yeats always looked gentle and respectful, and then uttered two firm words.

"no!"

Yan Qingqing couldn't bear it anymore, she hugged Han Qian's neck and said angrily.

"Ms. Ye said she can't do it anymore!"

Han Qian turned his head and looked at Yan Qingqing, wondering.

"Why should I listen to her? Yeats! I! Want! Beat! Row!"

"no!"

"Yeats, can't you tell the difference between the big and the small kings?"

"You are the king, but you can't! Uncle Yan, the shooting range in the backyard of Yezhai Pavilion is also very suitable for you. I just applied for a batch..."

"cough!"

Yan Qingqing coughed, and Yeats quickly shut up and smiled softly.

"You can take Miss Yingying and Madam with you to try it out. As for Mr. Han, no!"

Yan Yingying laughed so hard that she couldn't stand up straight. This sister was so interesting, especially when she said rejection with a gentle and obedient look. Yan Yingying took her parents to the backyard and threw her head back and laughed.

"Hahahaha, Devil Han, it turns out you have this day too!"

The three of them left, Yan Qingqing grabbed Han Qian's ears, and Yeats pressed his hands on Han Qian's shoulders and whispered angrily.

"You have more than 20 stab wounds on your body! Do you still want to go horse riding? I don't know why you drank so much today, but Mr. Han, you have to give me half a day tomorrow, and I will take you to the hospital for a check-up. The boss I didn’t want suddenly died, and I’m homeless again, Mr. Yan! Mr. Han leaves it to you."

"No! I have to go to the backyard now. Yan Yingying is no more worry-free than Han Qian. He is left to you. If you see that he is dying, just send him away, Miss Ye! Please."

After saying this, Yan Qingqing stood up and ran to the backyard. At this time, Han Qian turned to look at Yeats and said softly.

"Has the gun you applied for come down?"

Yeats looked panicked, hugged Han Qian's upper body from behind, and whispered.

"without!"

After hearing this answer, Han Qian scratched his head, took out his phone and took a look, then sighed.

"Go change clothes! Come with me to the next show."

"I won't change it! I'm afraid you'll go to the backyard."

"Yeats!"

"you say."

"I want to go hunting."

"No! You can play somewhere else."

"I want to go to the shooting range."