After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

When he left the mountain gate, he met Cai Qinghu. Mrs. Cai waved to him with two exquisite rosary beads in her hand.

"Sir, I asked for a rosary for you. Look! There are scriptures on it."

Cai Qinghu stepped forward and took Han Qian's arm and raised the rosary for him to see. Han Qian looked at the rosary that Cai Qinghu handed him and said softly.

"Why did you suddenly think of buying this?"

Cai Qinghu narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"When I was going up the mountain, I saw an old Taoist priest. He asked me if I recognized a young man with a short head and a glove on his left hand. I thought it must be you! Then he said he could tell fortunes."

Han Qian pointed at the rosary and frowned.

"Then the old Taoist priest gave you two Buddhist rosary beads? Qinghu, you are very smart."

"I also feel that I am smart. You see, he is a Taoist but he understands Buddhist scriptures very well."

"How much did these two rosary beads cost?"

"Two thousand, as long as it can keep you safe, I'll buy it too!"

Han Qian sighed feebly in his heart. He had always plotted against others, and now he was plotted against by others. He was always a little unwilling to accept it. He pulled Cai Qinghu down the mountain. This time the old Taoist priest saw that Han Qian did not run away. Holding Cai Qinghu's two thousand yuan and fanning the wind.

Han Qian walked forward and squatted in front of the old Taoist priest, and said softly.

"Can I return it?"

After saying this, Cai Qinghu pinched Han Qian's ears, and the old Taoist priest narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"No refund! It's hard to make so much money! Young man, let me do the math for you? It may not be accurate."

After saying this, he handed Han Qian a small bench. Han Qian took the bench and put it next to him for Cai Qinghu to sit down. Then he sat cross-legged on the ground and looked at the old Taoist priest, and said softly.

"I'm not sure what you're going to do?"

"Pindao is just telling you, young man, a truth. Don't talk too much."

"The person I brought to the temple is a murderer. Do you think I can benefit from him?"

The old Taoist priest asked him to stretch out his hand and stretched out his right hand in front of him. The old Taoist priest slapped the palm of his hand and Han Qian frowned.

"You mean a slap can't make a sound? We also want to see what he thinks?"

"Men on the left and women on the right, understand? Is your left hand shy? Shame on others?"

Cai Qinghu laughed loudly, and Han Qian was slightly embarrassed. Just as he was about to take off his gloves, the old Taoist priest spoke.

"Don't look at your hands. Just look at your face and you will know that you are not a good person. Young man, none of your kindness and kindness comes from your heart, including your treatment of yourself. You can't get anything for bringing this murderer to the temple. The benefit is just to make you feel at ease. You have not suffered any bloody disasters in the past six months, even if you deliberately seek death, you are not a peaceful person."

Han Qian frowned and looked at the old Taoist priest, wondering.

"Your calculations are of no use! You can calculate for me whether my latest plan can succeed."

The old Taoist priest smiled lightly.

"You can't lose, but you can't get anything. Are you happy in vain? You are working hard to fetch water from a bamboo basket. There is no wealth in your life. If you insist on wealth for a few games, you will be covered with injuries. You are too eager to succeed. .”

Han Qian frowned and thought back. The first time something happened was after he got married to Wen Nuan. Han Qian couldn't remember why he was bleeding. Then it was the time with Feng Lun. He shed a lot of blood and got everyone in Binhai City. They all admire the benefits of jealousy.

The second bloodshed was when he was helping Yan Qingqing get the shares. Gou Dapao showed up and shot himself in the shoulder, which made him bleed! In the deep mountains of my hometown, although there was no blood that time, I was still close to death.

The third bloodshed occurred in Yezhai Pavilion. After obtaining Yezhai Pavilion, Gou Dapao and Cui Li appeared again, and they were on the verge of death again.

The fourth time, after winning the Huitian Group, my palms were so hot that I still dare not clench my fist hard.

Han Qian raised his head and glanced at Lao Daoshi. He took a deep breath and showed a serious expression.

"Master! Calculate my destiny for me."

After saying this, the old Taoist priest smiled.

"Of course, the person in front of you is the best when it comes to marriage."

This sentence made Cai Qinghu laugh unnaturally. She lowered her head and rummaged for money in her bag. When she took out a wad of bills, Han Qian understood that this girl had no concept of money. In her cognitive ability, , the money just can’t be spent.

Han Qian held Cai Qinghu's hand and stood up to leave when the old Taoist priest spoke.

"Leave the two steel coins behind. I'll go find the old monk later to pray for peace for you two, young man! Don't work too hard, it only takes a few hundred years."

Han Qian turned around and threw two coins to the old Taoist priest, smiling brightly.

"So I want to make my life brighter than anyone else's."

The old Taoist priest pointed at Han Qian and smiled helplessly.

"Young and frivolous."

Han Qian grinned.

"Aren't you envious? If you can't afford a fortune teller, just come to me. Having an old man like you in the company is more useful than the God of Wealth."

Han Qian is not talking about it, but he really wants to take this old man away. It is not that he wants to tell fortunes in the company. As far as his ability to observe words and emotions, even ten Han Qians are not as good as him. The old Taoist smiled and said perfunctorily. .

On the stone steps leading to the temple, Cai Qinghu took Han Qian's hand and swung it wildly. Han Qian looked at the high heels on her feet and said softly.

"You are taller than me."

After saying this, Cai Qinghu put his hand on Han Qian's and hugged Han Qian's arm tightly. Han Qian pinched Qinghu's little nose and smiled.

"Are you tired? Let me take you to see the dog that bit me last time?"

"Walk!"

The husband and wife squatted at the small door of the temple and looked at the lazy big yellow dog. Cai Qinghu curiously asked what the dog was eating in the temple. Are you also a vegetarian? Han Qian replied uncertainly, maybe, and then Cai Qinghu asked Nuan Nuan if he said he wanted to eat her.

Han Qian suddenly had a headache. He sat on the ground and thought about what happened that day. Wen Nuan didn't seem to say anything. Then Cai Qinghu also wanted to sit on the ground. Han Qian reached out and patted her buttocks and frowned.

"You don't want any pants? Just sit on my shoulders when you're tired."

What he originally thought was that Cai Qinghu would sit on his shoulder with his back to her. When he saw the girl raising her legs and then riding on her shoulder, Han Qian sighed.

Although this gesture is a bit indecent, no one can deny that this man likes this girl very much. When a man puts down his dignity for you and a woman, he really likes her.

Cai Qinghu is gentle.

"Ms. sir, am I important?"

Han Qian looked at the detective snickering in the distance and said with a smile.

"When we're done, let's find a place and you'll have three bowls of rice!"

"No! I want to be Zhao Feiyan."

"Why don't you say you are Sun Wukong?"

"Mr. sir!"

"OK!"

Cai Qinghu lowered his head and looked at the man's head and whispered.

"I haven't said what I want to do yet?"

Han Qian raised his head and looked at Mrs. Cai's pretty face and smiled.

"Isn't it okay to pass at all?"

"Do you have a tactful mind?"

"It's boring to say it!"

Cai Qinghu sat on Han Qian's shoulders. Han Qian took off his wife's high heels and kneaded her slightly red and swollen feet. Hey! If you have to wear high heels to get angry, this is Qinghu. If they are warm, they will be as colorful as you said. If she doesn't want to wear them, no one will do anything.

Thinking of this, Han Qian admired the two girls, Yan Qingqing and Yu Shici, especially Yan Qingqing, who could even perform a hip-hop dance in high heels!

Han Qian raised his head and looked at Cai Qinghu, and found Mrs. Cai staring at him. Han Qian narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Lady!"

Cai Qinghu covered his mouth and smiled.

"Aha~?"

Then the two of them swayed left and right like fools, their sweet and enviable eyes turned red. Han Qian really liked Cai Qinghu, and felt sorry for Cai Qinghu more than Wen Nuan and all the girls.

Because there is no one in Cai Qinghu's world that he can rely on except Han Qian.

Cheng Jin leaned on the door frame with his arms folded and secretly looked at the two well-matched people, squinting his eyes and smiling kindly.

"very nice!"

Li Jinhai, whose eyes were about to burst into flames, gritted his teeth and roared.

"What a fart! I really, really, really despise this Cai Qinghu right now! I don't pay attention to the impact at all!"

Cheng Jin turned his head and frowned.

"Two young people are falling in love. Why are you so angry here?"

Li Jinhai tilted his head and looked at Cheng Jin doubtfully, and said doubtfully.

"You don't know why I'm angry? Cheng Jin! I remember you have a daughter, why don't you introduce her to Han Qian too?"

"My daughter is fat, hahaha! Jin Hai! I heard that your second son admires Han Qian more than your father? You have to work hard."

Seeing Cheng Jin's proud look, Li Jinhai frowned.

"Wait now?"

Cheng Jin shrugged.

"Don't you wait for you to come up with something? I have a mountain of things to do at the Yamen Gate right now. I was planning to go to Dongcheng tomorrow to inspect the real estate. Come on, come on, tell me what is Han Qian planning in his mind now? This little guy The bastard acted suddenly and inconsistently, so I really couldn’t guess what he was thinking.”

"I don't know either, just ask Cai Qinghu."

"I asked, but she doesn't know, and your niece Nuan Nuan doesn't know either?"

Li Jinhai sighed at the mention of warmth.

"Her? Now that Han Qian is doting on her, she is too lazy to use her brain for this matter! I think I have to ask that nursery rhyme or Yeats, these two girls are smarter."

Cheng Jin sighed.

"Hey, Principal Tong? You go ahead. We can't communicate at all. As for Yeats, it's even worse. For a professional secretary, she's too tight-lipped."

"Then what's the solution? Just wait, Cheng Jin, I'll tell you a way to deal with Han Qian, just squeeze it out slowly like you're squeezing out toothpaste! I promise he'll run away when he sees you in the future."

Cheng Jin sneered after hearing this and ignored Li Jinhai.

Two o'clock! Toad walked out of the Zen room and whispered to Han Qian.

"Thanks."

Han Qian chuckled.

"Don't worry, thank you. Your daughter has had a cold these past two days. Did your mother tell you about it? She should go to the hospital now. It will take the same two hours."

"good!"

Han Qian left the temple with Toad. When he went down the mountain, the old Taoist priest was surrounded by tourists. They all talked about the old god. Han Qian curled his lips and went down the mountain with Toad holding cigarettes.

In the crowd, Lin Mengde took out a wad of banknotes and placed them in front of the stall, saying respectfully.

"Old god, please do the math for me."

The old Taoist priest held two coins in his hand and laughed.

"I am a poor man who calculates wealth, career, and marriage, but does not count people's names. Director Lin, you want me to calculate Han Qian? You have broken the rules."