After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

Guan Dagou’s gift was a lie. Come here and tell the truth. Han Qian frowned and went upstairs. He couldn’t figure out what benefits he could get from Guan Dagou by telling him about this matter. Lin Zongheng’s wealth was in the city and even the entire province. They were all ranked high, why would Tu Xiao offend Lin Zongheng for a small role like his?

Han Qian couldn't figure it out. When he walked out of the elevator, he saw little Tukun standing outside the door wearing a large school uniform with his back against the wall. When the little girl saw Han Qian, she quickly stepped forward and took the things in his hand, raised her head and laughed.

"Uncle, don't think too much. I don't know the relationship between you and Li Jiawei. Guan Dagou coming to tell you these things today is Jiawei's gratitude for the school. I don't want Jiawei's family to owe anything to others."

Snapped!

Han Qian waved his hand and slapped Xiao Tu Kun on his smooth forehead, then laughed and cursed.

"What kind of makeup does the little girl put on in the movie? I help Jiawei because his mother is my landlord and gives me help and care. At such a young age, you should study more."

Xiao Tukun looked at Han Qian in disbelief with his eyes widened, and exclaimed in a low voice.

"You dare to hit me? Han Qian, do you dare to hit me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Qian grabbed the back of Tu Kun's neck and pushed towards the door. The door was ajar. After entering, Han Qian raised his foot and lightly kicked the little girl's ass and said with a smile.

"You call me brother-in-law, and I will treat you as my niece. What? I can't hit you anymore?"

Miss Tu has never been touched by anyone since she was a child. After her mother passed away, she was doted on by her father twice or even three times. Today, she was slapped and kicked? The little girl was out of breath, her chest kept rising and falling, suddenly! Tu Kunba burst into tears and trotted all the way to the living room, put down his things, hugged his warm arms and started to complain.

"Sister Wen, my uncle beat me! I helped him get something with good intentions, but he walked slowly and kicked my ass and slapped me on the forehead."

Wen Nuan frowned and looked at the quirky little girl next to him. Then when he raised his head, a pair of eyes looked at Han Qian with two cold eyes. It was not because Han Qian kicked Tu Kun, but because of the location of the kick.

The day was over 30 degrees and it was very warm, but Han Qian couldn't help but shudder. He muttered something to help with the cooking and went to the kitchen. When he left, he was still thinking that children nowadays are really difficult to deal with. .

After Han Qian left, Tu Kun let go of Nuan's arm, and the two girls continued to do their own things without disturbing each other, as if they were not the ones holding hands affectionately just now.

The dinner was so sumptuous that Han Qian didn't even know how to take off his chopsticks, and a smile appeared on his face with a hint of warmth.

Because there was a small pot of hairy crabs on the table, I used a small spoon in my left hand and started to grab it with my right hand. As soon as I stretched out my hand, Han Qian slapped it with chopsticks. Wen Nuan frowned, and Han Qian also frowned.

"You are a guest. Why are you anxious when the host hasn't moved his chopsticks yet?"

"Oh, Han Qian, why are you bullying Xiao Nuan? The host and guests are all one family. Come on! Pick a big one for Xiao Nuan!"

The landlady put the crabs in a warm bowl, Wen Nuan shook her head pitifully and whispered.

"He won't eat crabs, and he won't let me eat them. I haven't eaten crabs for a long time."

It would be bad if these words fell into the ears of the landlady. She lightly slapped Han Qian on the shoulder and scolded him.

"You can't eat and you can't let Xiao Nuan eat. Han Qian, you can't do this."

Han Qian was full of bitterness and had no place to vomit. At this time, he saw Xiao Tukun mutter something. He didn't hear it clearly, but it was definitely not a good word. Han Qian didn't want to talk to the two girls, so he asked about Li Jiawei. As for the results, I am not 100% sure about the results of the first high school. I have to give it a try. The second high school is already stable.

It seems that his grades are pretty good. If he works hard, he should be able to get into 211 or 985 university. As long as he keeps working hard, Jiawei has a good personality, so the landlady doesn't need to worry much.

Perhaps children from single-parent families mature earlier. The landlady seems to have a very open mind about puppy love. As long as it doesn't affect the two children's studies and doesn't cause anything excessive, it's fine.

Looking at the landlady and thinking about Tu Xiao, Han Qian sighed helplessly.

When he married Wen Nuan, the old man said that he got married too early. Looking at his children now, Han Qian feels that he is old.

After the meal, the two children went to study. Han Qian helped clean up the dishes and left the landlady's house with Nuan Nuan. On the way back, Nuan Nuan whispered that she didn't like the child Tu Kun. He had a rich personality at a young age that was inconsistent with his age. This has a lot to do with the living environment at home.

People who are still licking their faces in warmth say that little Tukun is a bit precocious, but you are simply not mature at all!

As soon as the front foot arrived home, the two children on the back foot came over. Li Jiawei came with a book of math questions. He couldn't understand one question. He asked what color a bear was when it fell into a pit. Han Qian frowned and cursed the person who asked the question. Whether he was sick or not, Nuan Nuan grabbed the book and told Li Jiawei, extending from mathematics to geography, and finally biology. Han Qian was confused after hearing this, and simply went to the bathroom to wash clothes.

The clothes of Wen Nuan, a sloppy girl who claimed to be mysophobic, were all light-colored. Han Qian washed them one by one. Little Tu Kun squatted at the door of the bathroom and looked at Han Qian. He said seriously that Han Qian should do it at home. A housewife, Han Qian raised his head and asked with a smile.

"Why do you say that?"

"You look warm, and you don't look like a woman who knows how to do housework. Your house is so clean, there's not even a hair on the floor, and the floor tiles can be used as mirrors. Aren't you also washing these clothes? When we were at Li Jiawei's house, I also saw you cooking in the kitchen, Han Qian!"

Snapped!

A hand filled with water slapped Tu Kun on the forehead. The little girl was instantly shocked. She stood up and tried to fight Han Qian. However, her arms were too short and she couldn't reach Han Qian after being held down on the forehead. Finally, After suffering a brain collapse, she went back to the living room to seek comfort from Li Jiawei.

Li Jiawei was studying and Tu Kun was causing trouble. The two little guys still had a sweet feeling. After ten o'clock, Tu Kun's cell phone rang. Guan Junbiao came to pick her up and went home. Han Qian sent the two children out. , did not go downstairs, for fear that Guan Dagou would suddenly say something and he would not be able to digest it for a while.

The clothes were hung up and there was nothing else to do. Han Qian took a shower and changed his clothes and went upstairs to rest. He lay on the tatami and thought about this guy Lin Zongheng. This guy seemed to have a low IQ and looked like a playboy with no brains. The feeling is that it is not ambiguous at all to do something behind the scenes, and it is also very generous.

Four hundred thousand!