Chapter 204

From left to right on the stage, Jiang Guchuan, Cheng Yanmo, Han Zhan and Yan Jiang stand in turn. Their standing order determines their next reading order.

Jiang Guchuan is a young man who looks very delicate and full of the breath of books. His light blue suit makes him young and handsome. The microphone magnified his tender voice infinitely, and his eulogy was full of exaggeration.

The second one is Cheng Yanmo. Under the camouflage of that pair of silver frame glasses, Cheng Yanmo seems to have a kind of low-key, restrained and precious feeling. Different from Jiang Guchuan's gentle voice like spring breeze, Cheng Yanmo's voice is very cold, like a cool spring dripping on the smooth stone slab, with a chill in the sonorous.

But tonight, Cheng Yanmo is not the focus of everyone's attention. The man who really attracts everyone's attention is the man standing in the third place. The man is as tall as 1.9 meters. He can't stop his strong momentum in white handmade sweater.

After many years in the army, Han Zhan is still used to keeping an inch in his head. Under his head, his brow bone was high and sharp. Han Zhan has a pair of dark sword eyebrows, which are sharp and pressing from a distance, but also a pair of blue who are tender like water. When staring at the camera, he is deep and tender.

In terms of facial features, all four people on stage have their own styles. However, under the capture of the side lens, Han Zhan's facial lines are three-dimensional, which makes him more powerful.

"It's late at night, listen, whose children are crying for their mother..." Han Zhan's voice is very low and magnetic. As soon as he opened his mouth, there were young girls covering their ears excitedly with their hands, saying: my ears are going to be pregnant.

If the ears can be pregnant, song porcelain has now given birth to a football team for Han Zhan.

They only heard Han Zhan's attentive recitation voice, only she had heard him lying on her back in the dead of the night, uttering a sigh of satisfaction. Only she had heard his voice choking as he cried.

Six minutes later, four beautiful men went down to the stage in a low-key manner. The audience was still talking about Han Zhan's identity, appearance and voice.

At 0.15, the party is over.

Song porcelain and other people left, and then they got up with the bag.

As soon as he turned around, song porcelain saw Han Zhan standing under the exit gate. He was also wearing a panda sweater she had knitted by herself. When he looked at her, his eyes and eyebrows were gentle. Han Zhan did not dare to look at Song porcelain directly after he had done something wrong.

He wanted to approach her, but he didn't have the courage to lift his leg.

Song porcelain took the skirt and went to Han Zhan. She had to look up slightly in her high-heeled shoes to look into Han Zhan's eyes.

Song porcelain: "after tonight, everyone knows who you are."

Han Zhan stared at Song porcelain's red lips and charming eyes. He said, "no matter who I am, I'm just your husband." He carefully extended his right hand out, and the leather glove gently pinched song porcelain's left hand.

Song porcelain can shake off Han Zhan's left hand without expression, but she will never give up taking Han Zhan's right hand.

Han Zhan knows how much song porcelain loves him. He went to the floor of song porcelain and whispered, "good. I want to go back to my room tonight

No one knows that President Han, who is very powerful, sleeps on the floor of his study every night.

After a few days of cold war, the spirit of song porcelain has almost disappeared. She said, "bed is OK. Don't sleep on me."

Han Zhan raised his eyebrows, a little disappointed, but soon recovered. "Good!"

They walk out hand in hand, reaching the exit. Han Zhan takes song porcelain to the first floor. "There may be reporters outside. Let's go to the underground garage." Han Zhan's recitation on stage tonight is equivalent to announcing his identity to everyone.

Everyone can see that Zeus international is about to surpass Chuandong international and become a leading enterprise in China. Han Zhan, standing on the top of the dragon, has become the focus of attention. Tonight, I don't know how many media are out to block Han Zhan's interview.

They went to the underground garage and got into Liang Bo's car.

Liang Bo has already received news that Mr. Han is going to take his car to avoid reporters tonight.

When Han Zhan and song porcelain got on the bus, Liang Bo immediately handed over the wechat message he had just received to Han Zhan, "Mr. Han, look at this photo, there are indeed a group of reporters blocking the door."

Han Zhan glanced at Liang Bo's mobile phone carelessly. The photo should have been taken by Liang Bo's agent. At the exit, there were more than a dozen fully armed reporters.

Song porcelain said: "it's very dangerous. Fortunately, I went to the underground garage."

"Let's go."

Liang Bo sits in the co pilot and his assistant is in charge of driving. Han Zhan's eyes repeatedly glanced at Song Ci and Liang Bo, but the two people, one brushing microblog and the other dozing off, did not notice Han Zhan's expression.

"Liang Bo."

The boy who was busy brushing his micro blog suddenly heard Han Zhan calling himself. He turned around and looked at Han Zhan. His curly hair covered his shining eyes. "Mr. Han, what instructions do you have?"

Han Zhan turned his head and looked at Song porcelain, which was already asleep. He asked softly, "Mr. Liang, our song porcelain is very beautiful, isn't it?" His voice sounds very light and gentle, but his gray and blue eyes seem to be covered with a layer of ice.Liang Bo is not the previous two out of stock, Han Zhan's words sound mindless, but he understood Han Zhan's meaning. Liang Bo had a strong desire to survive. He nodded and said, "of course, Mrs. Han is pretty, and Mr. Han is really on the right side."

Seeing Liang Bo understand his hint, Han Zhan's face is not so gloomy, a little sunny.

"Since you know that she is Mrs. Han, you still have to know how to avoid suspicion in private." Song Bo's heart, when he saw the ghost in the north of China's head, was in a panic when he saw the ghost in the head.

Liang Bo immediately thought of the group photo at noon today. He quickly raised his right hand and swore, "Mr. Han, please don't worry. I will avoid suspicion in the future."

"Well." Han Zhan stopped talking.

No words all the way, to the door of hanzhan District, Liang Bo's assistant stopped the car.

Han Zhan got out of the car, stood beside the car, put on his windbreaker, and then went around to the other side to open the door of song porcelain.

Han Zhan bent down to pick up song porcelain's dinner bag and stuffed the small and exquisite bag into his generous windbreaker pocket. Then he gently held song porcelain in his arms and got out of the car.

Liang Bo saw Han Zhan leaving with song porcelain in his arms. He said, "hum, why is this man so terrible?"

Assistant hem rubbed his arm, and he said, "Bo Er, my arm muscles are tight all the way. This Mr. Han is so terrible that he is not a terrible person

Liang Bo shook his head, "what do you know? This is called Qichang. What is Qichang? Killing is invisible!"

Hum, start the car quickly and leave the place of right and wrong.

"Mr. Han, come back so late?" The security guard recognizes Han Zhan and finds it inconvenient to open the door with a man in his arms, so he takes the initiative to help Han Zhan open the door.

Han Zhan nodded, said thanks to the security guard, and then took song porcelain to their own building. Song porcelain sleeps so heavily that she doesn't wake up all the way home. At the door of his house, Han Zhan had to wake song porcelain, because he had to open the door.

Put on the ground by Han Zhan, song porcelain wakes up. She stood with her back against the wall, wearing a long black windbreaker, lazy long hair and beautiful red lips. She was full of desire.

Han Zhan stares at the song porcelain which looks like this for a while, then takes out the key to open the door.

Han Zhan suddenly said: "we changed the lock, this lock is not convenient."

Song porcelain looked up lazily, squinted at Han Zhan, and then lowered his head, as if unwilling to pay attention to him. It was disgusting to see more.

Han Zhan opens the door, turns on the light first, and then signals song porcelain to enter the room.

Song porcelain carrying a skirt into the room, high-heeled shoes on the ground made a clattering sound.

She didn't change her shoes and the soles were not dirty, so she went into the living room.

Han Zhan changed his shoes. As soon as he looked up, he saw song porcelain standing in the middle of the living room taking off his coat.

The black coat slipped from her white shoulders, and the hem was pulled on the ground. She raised her head slightly, and her long hair was sprinkled behind her shoulders. Under the light, song porcelain skin was white. Han Zhan stares at her, the throat knot bone did not resist to roll up and down several times.

He lowered his head and hid his lust for fear of frightening song porcelain.

Han Zhan bent down and picked up song porcelain's coat. As soon as he looked up, he found that song porcelain was staring at him, his eyes narrowing for some reason. Han Zhan asked her, "why do you look at me like that?"

Song porcelain suddenly said: "Han Zhan."

She slightly raised her head, cheek close to Han Zhan's face, breathing sprinkled in Han Zhan's cochlea, a little itchy. Song porcelain: "have you ever thought that if one day we are separated. Not only will I have dinner with Liang Bo, I may also have dinner with Zhang Bo and Li Bo. We not only eat together, but also kiss and do... "Before the word" love "is spoken, Han Zhan holds song porcelain's throat with his left hand.

That hand is holding the white and thin throat of song porcelain, which can be broken with a little force.

Han Zhan's thumb is against song porcelain's chin. He holds song porcelain's throat in his left hand and lifts it up. Song porcelain is forced to look up at Han Zhan.

Han Zhan's eyes, do not know when red. Han Zhan suddenly lowered his head and bit song porcelain. His action was rough and his eyes were evil and paranoid.

Song porcelain is pushed by Han Zhan, staggering backward legs, her back against the cold TV wall.

Song porcelain in Han Zhan's eyes saw wolf like ruthlessness.

Her legs are lifted by Han Zhan and put on his legs.

The porcelain heart of Song Dynasty is a little cold.

She thought that if Han Zhan went on, she would never forgive him again. Just when song porcelain thought Han Zhan would completely lose control, Han Zhan suddenly stopped.

Holding song porcelain's face in both hands, Han Zhan's thick left thumb pressed beside song porcelain's eye tail. He leaned his head against song porcelain's forehead. Han Zhan humbly admitted his mistake: "Song porcelain, I apologize to you. I shouldn't cheat you, I shouldn't be so mean. You're right. Whether you love a person or use a person, you should be open and aboveboard. "

"Brother Han let you down. I'm sorry."

The sentence "brother Han let you down" hit song porcelain's heart.

Song porcelain suddenly burst into tears."Han Zhan, do you know how good you are in my heart. I always thought that if there are angels in this world, they must be Han Zhan's appearance in my heart. "

"When I knew your mean mind, the angel in my heart collapsed. Han Zhan, I admire you so much. How can you be so bad? You can make use of me, but cheat my feelings. What kind of man are you? " Han Zhan really let song porcelain down.

Song porcelain's words were like a hammer, nailing Han Zhan on the sofa, unable to move.

His mind was blank.

She said she thought of him as an angel.

But he destroyed the angel himself.

"Han Zhan!" Song porcelain grabbed Han Zhan's sweater by the lapel. Her head was buried in Han Zhan's arms and she cried and said, "Han Zhan, you can give me my angel back, OK?"

Hearing this, Han Zhan's heart is broken.

"I'm sorry, porcelain treasure, I'm sorry. It's my obsession, it's my dishonesty. I swear I'll never cheat you again. " Han Zhan walks to the sofa with song porcelain in his arms and sits down. He hugs song porcelain like a child. "Can you forgive this mean me? Just give me this chance, will you? "

Song porcelain was sullen in his arms and did not speak.

This night, song porcelain allowed Han Zhan to go back to his room to sleep. Lying in the familiar bed full of the body fragrance of song porcelain, Han Zhan tensed up for several days before he relaxed.

Beside song porcelain, Han Zhan fell asleep soon.

The next morning, after Han Zhan got up for morning exercise and was ready to go to work, his mobile phone suddenly rang. It was a short message.

The subordinates never send short messages to Han Zhan. They call directly to report something. Han Zhan opens the message box and sees that the message comes from Song porcelain. He looked up at the second floor in surprise. Song porcelain might still be sleeping in his room. He didn't see anyone.

Han Zhan opened his mailbox and saw Song Ci saying, "it depends on your performance whether I will forgive you. 】

Han Zhan's eyebrows and eyes bent up in an instant.

He came to the door of the master bedroom and knocked on the door. Inside, song porcelain did not make a sound, but Han Zhan knew that song porcelain was awake. He told song porcelain: "I went to work. I should not work overtime at night. I'll cook the seaweed

After Han Zhan left, song porcelain quickly opened the door and came downstairs.

There was a bowl of dumplings on the kitchen stove. Song porcelain took the dumplings to the dining room, eating and brushing Weibo.

As she expected, Han Zhan, CEO of Zeus international, has become the most popular topic on Weibo. Song porcelain's Micro blog private message has exploded. Both fans and non fans have left messages with her to inquire about the relationship between Han Zhan and Zeus international.

Song porcelain is too lazy to explain, she thought about it and changed the profile of microblog directly. The original micro blog profile of song porcelain is: Fashion talent, modeling consultant of Murphy fashion magazine.

At eight o'clock in the morning on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, netizens who pay attention to song porcelain found that song porcelain had updated its microblog profile, which was only nine words -

Song porcelain, owner of Zeus international.

！

Just seven words, worth hundreds of millions.

On this day, song porcelain's wechat messages were also bombed by her friends. She felt noisy, so she simply left her mobile phone and stayed at home to watch TV for a day.

Towards noon, suddenly someone knocked on the door.

Song porcelain looked out through cat's eye. Seeing that the man was Uncle Zhong, she quickly opened the door. "Uncle Zhong, is it you?" She invited Zhong Buhui into the room and poured hot tea for him.

"Uncle Zhong, why are you free today?"

Zhong Buhui told song porcelain, "well, song wench, my son bought a new house the year before last, and just moved to a new house this year. He took me to celebrate the new year with him. I haven't spent the Spring Festival with him for several years. I've moved to a new home, so I want to spend the Spring Festival with him. "

"That's a good thing." Uncle Zhong is going to spend the Spring Festival with his son, and his grandfather is alone. Song porcelain understood Zhong Buhui's intention. Without waiting for Zhong Buhui to explain his intention, song porcelain said, "Uncle Zhong, don't worry about it. Brother Han and I will go to Banshan villa for the Spring Festival this year."

I know that song porcelain is a beautiful girl. Zhong Bu regrets to hear her say so, and her smile is very hot.

"That's a good feeling. The old man wanted to ask you to go to the Spring Festival together. He was afraid that you young people had their own plans, so he didn't call. But he bought meat early, and specially set aside a small room for you to smoke cured bacon and sausage. You have a good mouth this year

Thinking of the enthusiasm Han Aoyu gave her, song porcelain was worried about her weight after the new year.

After seeing off Zhong Buhui, the time worker's aunt also came to clean up on time.

It's about to celebrate the new year. Today is the last time to clean up before the new year. I want to go to the old and welcome the new and get rid of the filth. Today's workload is relatively large, the hour worker's aunt took her high school daughter to help.

Song porcelain also can't sit dry, she also put on a mask, holding a vacuum cleaner to help the part-time worker aunt do the sanitation together. It took two hours to finish the cleaning. It's hard to imagine, every three days will do a clean house, even can sweep out so many dirty things.Song porcelain took her mask, washed her hands, and stopped her aunt and daughter who were ready to leave. "Auntie Shu, wait a minute. I'll decorate the fruit for you. You can take it back and eat it with your family."

Auntie and song porcelain are also old acquaintances. Knowing that song porcelain is polite and kind, aunt Zhong agrees.

The day after tomorrow, I will go back to the mid mountain villa. There are still many fruits in the refrigerator. Song porcelain doesn't want to waste them, so she puts all the fruits on Aunt Shu.

"Here, aunt Shu."

Aunt Shu was surprised, "so much?"

"Not much. This year we are going to my grandfather's side for the Spring Festival. There are a lot of fruits at home, and we can't finish them. Aunt Shu, take them back and eat them. Don't waste them."

After listening to Song Ci saying this, aunt Shu didn't give up.

Song porcelain took out a red envelope from her bag and gave it to Aunt Zhong's daughter. "Your name is Xiaolan, right? It's almost new year's day. My sister gave you a red envelope. You take it. I hope you can have a good college entrance examination next year."

Xiaolan was a little surprised, she did not receive the red envelope, but looked back at Aunt clock. Seeing her mother nodding, Xiaolan accepted the red envelope, said thanks to song porcelain, and left with her mother.

Song porcelain leaning against the door, looking at the back of aunt Shu and Xiao Lan leaving with their company, suddenly thought of Du Tingting. The first year she went to Mu's house, Du Tingting also gave her a big red envelope on the new year's day.

At the thought of Du Tingting, song porcelain was heartbroken. She wanted to worship Du Tingting very much, but she didn't even have a tombstone after her death.

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Zeus international had a holiday on the 29th of December. Han Zhan turned off the light in his office and went down the stairs. Song porcelain was waiting for him in front of the building. Han Zhan didn't go to the underground garage and went straight out of the hall on the first floor.

When he came out of the elevator hall, all the staff stopped and nodded their heads to show their respect for him: "happy new year, Mr. Han."

"Mr. Han, it's time for work? Happy New Year

President Han, happy New Year

All of a sudden, he was called President Han by so many people. Han Zhan was not used to it, but he looked calm and imposing. "Well, happy new year." He quickened his pace and walked briskly towards the company's export.

There was no need to search for it. Han Zhan saw song porcelain at a glance.

Song porcelain wearing a white shirt, with a black A-line skirt, wrapped in a dark purple windbreaker, graceful and sexy.

She is wearing toad Sunglasses standing in the sun, long legs overlap gracefully, eight centimeter high-heeled shoes set off her long legs more slender and straight. Song porcelain back with a red McLaren super run, beautiful like a movie poster star.

Seeing Han Zhan coming down, song porcelain took off the toad mirror, put it in the palm of her hand and patted it. She raised her jaw slightly and looked at Han Zhan and asked him, "what's up? Is there any aura of Zeus international boss's wife?" In order to enhance her aura, she also specially took out her mysterious weapon toad mirror.

In front of song porcelain, President Han always wanted to laugh.

He went to the Song Dynasty porcelain, stretched out his index finger to hook off the sunglasses of song porcelain, and put it on again. Staring at the beautiful white face in the palm of his hand, Han Zhan suddenly bent down to kiss song porcelain's lips.

Knowing that song porcelain was wearing lipstick, Han Zhan's kiss was very gentle. "Madame, you are beautiful today."

The boss's wife who was kissed by her boss blushed. After touching the sports car behind him, song porcelain looked at the blue sky, cleared his throat and said, "what, the car is good, I like it."

Han Zhan said: "it's specially selected for you. How can the owner's wife not be equipped with standard super running? The license plate number sc811 is song porcelain and song porcelain's birthday. "

Song porcelain couldn't help chuckling. "It's OK. It's good to remember." She was happy in her heart, but still calm.

"Just remember." Han Zhan asked song porcelain, "who will drive?"

Song porcelain said: "I drove here, go back and you open it."

"Good."

The sports car is a double seat. When Han Zhan opened the door and was ready to sit in, he found that there was a pair of flat shoes in the driver's seat. Imagine the scene of song porcelain parking the car downstairs of Yulong Building, hiding in the car, taking off high-heeled shoes and changing into high-heeled shoes. Han Zhan's eyes were stained with some smile.

"It's not safe to drive in high-heeled shoes. Put your sports shoes in the car. Remember to change your shoes when you drive." Han Zhan touched song porcelain's soft black hair and couldn't help praising her: "porcelain treasure is really good."

Song porcelain clapped Han Zhan's hand.

It is said that after a quarrel, the relationship between husband and wife will be sublimated. Song porcelain realizes that Han Zhan seems to be more doting on himself than before. When shopping in the supermarket, Han Zhan would take anything directly to the cart if he took a look at Song porcelain.

In the end, they bought three carts, and the staff helped to deliver them to the garage. The suitcase of the sports car is too small to hold. Finally, Han Zhan calls for an online appointment and asks the driver to take the things home.

In the evening, song porcelain went downstairs and gave Jiang Bi some fruits and chocolates. She thinks girls should like it. Jiang Bi accepted the gift. The next morning, song porcelain opened the door and saw a box of Yakult in front of her house.On the package bag of Yakult, there are four words -

thank you.

Jiang Bi.

Song porcelain pick eyebrows, heart said that neighbors are very cute.

Yakult is a good thing, cheap and good to drink.

Song porcelain moved things into the house. She opened a jar of Yakult, and just half drank it, Han Zhan reached out and took it away. "What do you drink cold in winter?" Han Zhan throws things into the garbage can. After a while, he comes over with a cup of warm water and puts it into song porcelain's hand.

Song porcelain did not refute him, directly drank the cup of weak warm water.

I haven't drunk warm boiled water for a few days. Song porcelain really missed the taste.

After breakfast, Han Zhan calls song porcelain into the study. Before entering the study room, song porcelain imagined many scenarios. She thought Han Zhan was going to give her a new year's red envelope or a new year's gift, but when she got to the study, Han Zhan just handed her a piece of ink.

"Porcelain treasure, do you know inkstone?"

Song porcelain held the Hui ink, and her smile was stiff. "Inkstone?"

"Well."

Song porcelain said, "yes."

Song porcelain stands at the desk, honest inkstone. Han Zhan spread out a piece of red paper, took off a brush, took off the gloves of his right hand, took off the artificial limb, and just held the brush holder with his thumb and ring finger. He touched the tip of the pen with ink and wrote a sentence on the red paper --

Min'an Guotai is in its heyday.

Song porcelain in front of a bright, "Han Ge brush writing is very good."

Han Zhan said, "this is what my grandmother asked my husband to teach me."

"I think brother Han's husband must be a great writer."

"Well, Master Cheng An is my calligraphy teacher."

"Master Cheng An, I know that his calligraphy is really excellent. I remember that five years ago, a calligraphy book written by him was auctioned at a high price of 3 million yuan."

"Well."

"It's a pity that the old man has passed away, and he didn't have the honor to see him." Song Ci writes well in pen and ink, especially in thin gold, but she is not very good at writing with brush.

"Sir, you are very peaceful. When you are old, you will leave." Han Zhan was very open-minded. He told song porcelain: "there is a calligraphy master next to you. If you want to learn, I will teach you."

"Not at all." Song porcelain witty smile, said: "I am afraid to learn apprentice starved to death master."

"It depends on your ability."

While speaking, Han Zhan put the couplet aside with a pen rack and let it dry. On another piece of paper, he wrote "good weather and good rain to celebrate the Chinese New Year.".

Before writing the horizontal inscription, Han Zhan asked song porcelain, "what is horizontal writing?"

Song porcelain smile, "what can it be? The country is peaceful and the people are peaceful."

"Well, you have the best mouth. I'll listen to you."

Han Zhan wrote down the four characters of national security and people's peace, and then put down his brush. He began to wear prosthetic limbs, while wearing said: "porcelain treasure, our couplets will be handed to you. This pair will be taken to the mid mountain villa later."

"Good."

Song Dynasty porcelain brush is not good at writing, but it is not able to write. Han Zhan stood aside and saw song porcelain write in the couplet --

the mountains and rivers are good, the daughter-in-law is good.

He raised his eyebrows and didn't stop song porcelain from playing. His heart said that the brush characters of song porcelain looked like that.

In the second couplet, the Song Dynasty porcelain wrote -

the birth of silver, the birth of gold, the birth of thousands of gold.

Horizontal batch -

Song porcelain was born.

Han Zhan finished and clapped in silence, "well written!"

Song porcelain also learned from Han Zhan and put couplets on the bookshelf to find things to dry.

As soon as the couplets were dry, song porcelain could not wait to paste the couplets they had written to the front door. The reason why she is so bold is that she knows that no one else will see this house. If someone really comes, song porcelain will not stick them to the door.

Without lunch, they went to the villa with couplets and some daily necessities purchased yesterday.

When passing by the Cheng family's old house, song porcelain looked out of the window at the Cheng family's house, and his mind flew away. The Cheng family celebrate the new year very ceremoniously, also very stresses the rule. Song porcelain spent five or six years in the Cheng family, and none of them was relaxed and happy.

Han Zhan sees her looking at the gate of Cheng's house. He puts a hand on Song Ci's head and straightens her cheek to let her look at the forest in front of him. "It's up to you to see what other people do at home."

Song porcelain stares at her home in the mid mountain villa and laughs.

The old man got up early. Zhong Buhui went to his son to celebrate the new year, but the two guards were still at his side. The courtyard of mid mountain villa is clean, and red lanterns are hung under the eaves.

As soon as song porcelain got out of the car, it smelled a burst of food fragrance.

Hearing the sound of the car, Han Aoyu came out of the house. He was wearing a military green long coat and a cold hat, which was no different from any old man in the village. Song porcelain suspected that the Han family was the Kaijun coat wholesale factory, the same coat, Han Zhan also has a few.

Han Aoyu saw Han Zhanlai and said to him, "I'll wait for your couplet."

"Yes."Han Zhan and song porcelain paste the couplets well. Han Aoyu stares at the four words of Guotai and Min'an, and his eyes become reminiscent. In their whole life, they have experienced many turbulent times, and "peace of the country and the people" is his lifelong ideal.

Some people died in turbulent years, some lived through turbulence and looked forward to peaceful years. Some people lived in peaceful years but dreamed of planning a disaster. Only those who have lived a vagrant life can know the value of the four words of national security and people's peace.

Han Aoyu laughed and patted Han Zhan on the shoulder. He said, "Zhan Zhan, you people of this generation have not suffered the hardships we have suffered, but you have to remember that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world! You are the president of the company today, but don't forget that you came out of the village. Your grandfather is the son of a farmer. "

"You have to understand a truth, China has produced the world's richest man, and the world's richest man from China, is a completely different meaning. It is not to fight against the enemy to defend the country that is loyal to serve the country. Why not serve the country faithfully with the people

Han Zhan listened modestly. He could understand his grandfather's good intentions. Staring at his old face, Han Zhan felt soft. He told Han Aoyu, "grandfather, don't worry. I will always remember that I am a Chinese."

Han Aoyu looked at his grandson, who was half a head taller than himself, and nodded happily.

"Ah, I still have pig hooves stewed in my pot. I'll go and have a look. Song wench, you and Zhan Zhan also come to help. "

"Good."

Looking at her grandfather's back, song porcelain frowned. She said, "listen to Uncle Zhong, grandfather's sleep quality has dropped a lot this month." Old people, once they can't sleep, their health will be greatly reduced.

Han Aoyu is more than 80 years old, and his life is probably coming to an end. What he said today is not an account of his last words?

Zhong Buhui will regularly report to Han Zhan about the changes in his father's life. His grandfather's health is not as good as before. How can Han Zhan not be clear about it? "Let's go. Let's help him prepare the new year's dinner for him."

"Good."

They cooked a total of 12 dishes for the new year's dinner. Han Aoyu is a very fastidious old man. He makes traditional dishes that must be cooked during the Spring Festival. Song porcelain is deeply touched when he stares at the table full of fish and meat.

She poured herself a cup of coconut milk and half a glass of wine for Han Aoyu. "Come on, grandfather. Song Ci wishes my grandfather good health in the new year."

Han Aoyu waved his hand, "and I'm dying." Ordinary old people are very taboo to say such words at the dinner table of the lunar new year, but Han Aoyu is an open-minded person. He points to song porcelain's stomach and says, "I'm looking forward to seeing your children this year."

Song porcelain Leng Leng Leng, and then said with a smile: "I fight for!"

Han Aoyu laughed.

Han Aoyu gave song porcelain a key to his car when they had dinner for the new year.

Song porcelain looks confused, thinking that grandfather is going to give her a car as a new year gift? Thinking of this in mind, I heard Han Aoyu say: "girl song, you go to open the car, there is a surprise."

With a heart of expectation, song porcelain ran to the garage to open the back compartment of the old man's Aoyu No.1. After seeing the things in the trunk, song porcelain called Han Zhan to come.

"Brother Han, come on!"

Han Zhan thought something was wrong. He didn't change his shoes, so he ran to the garage in his slippers. See the trunk full of fireworks, Han Zhan some helpless, "this?"

"I haven't played for years. I haven't played since fireworks were banned in the city."

Song porcelain quickly asked Han Zhan to move the fireworks to the courtyard, and they put the fireworks into a heart-shaped shape. Song porcelain asked Han Zhan to pull out the fuse. She took a lighter and lit one.

Song porcelain has a lot of guts. He orders one and goes to the second. Han Zhan looks at it in fear of being hurt by fireworks. But song porcelain has always been lucky to light all the fireworks without injury.

Song porcelain ran to Han Zhan's side and looked up with him to see the fireworks in full bloom.

Han Aoyu stood behind the window of the room, staring at his grandson and granddaughter-in-law in the courtyard, with a loving expression on his face. Finally, his Zhan Zhan is also loved, he can be at ease.

This is song porcelain Han Zhan's first stay in the mid mountain villa. The sheets have been changed and the house is very quiet. However, Song Ci is not used to it. She has talked to Han Zhan for a long time, but she is still sleepy after 12 o'clock.

Han Zhan saw that song porcelain was in a good state of mind, so he asked her, "don't you want to sleep?"

"I can't sleep."

Smell speech, Han Zhan suddenly turned over, pressure on her body. "You said today to have a daughter."

Song porcelain: "it's not good to have a daughter?"

"It's not bad..." the finger pressed several times on Song porcelain's shoulder. Han Zhan suggested that song porcelain: "it's very cold. Shall we warm up?"

Song porcelain is not indifferent. She hasn't touched Han Zhan for several days. As soon as she hears this, she puts her arms around Han Zhan's neck. "I'm afraid of the cold. Please make me hot."

"Yes..."

the villa in the middle of the mountain is hidden in a forest. The cold wind howls at night, and the treetops are swaying. Inside the house, the atmosphere is rising, more and more hot-In the morning, when he got up, he was sitting on a wooden stool in his hand. Han Zhan, I don't see what I'm doing.

"What are you doing?"

Han Zhan said: "nothing to do, plan to make a crib."

"Can you make a crib?"

"It shouldn't be hard."

Han Zhan said to do it, and he worked on it all day. Song porcelain had nothing to do, so he stayed in his study to read. He found that Han Zhan had read old Mr. Jin Yong's books before. When song porcelain opened a Book of eight books in the sky, he saw a yellow paper on the first page, which recorded Han Zhan's personal views on the book.

Han Zhan wrote that Duan Yu was a person who could be described as "dregs".

He is the most flowery man I have ever seen. When I see a man who loves one, my grandmother can kill a group with a shovel.

Song porcelain can't help laughing.

I can't see that Han Zhan was so cute when I was a child. She completely lost interest in the novels on the bookshelf, but became interested in Han Zhan's annotation.

Song porcelain even read several books, was teased to keep laughing, to the back of the stomach have some pain.

After reading six or seven pieces of approval, song porcelain pulled out another book. As soon as it was opened, it was frightened by the pictures inside. To be exact, it was the eyes of the child in the picture that frightened song porcelain.

Children's eyes, like a poisonous snake, were as sinister and cold as he was staring at with his gloomy eyes, and song porcelain's whole blood cooled down.

She took a breath of relief before she dared to look down at the child in the picture carefully.

It was a little boy without a coat. The little boy was sitting on the bed, with needle holes all over his arms. It was like ants sticking to it, and some of them were scarred.

It's going to take a lot of animals to do this to a child!

There are also several photos under the photo, all of which are the same protagonist. In each photo, the protagonist has a scar on his body. Song porcelain mistakenly guessed the identity of this person, and her heart was about to explode.

At the bottom of the picture is the case information sheet, which has been bitten by insects for a long time.

Patient: Han Zhan.

Age: 6 years old +

condition: due to the injection of multiple clock toxin all the year round, the patient is mentally disordered and has poor physical development, and has suicidal and self abusive thoughts. It is preliminarily judged that he has severe depression and autism...

song porcelain is so scared that he closes the case book directly.

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