Chapter 270

Han Wangwang thought it was funny and angry.

Always feel that every time on Jiang Bi, she is very stupid, easy to be bewitched.

Jiang Bi, a woman with poison, gave her ecstasy soup.

Seeing Han Wangwang finally figured out his intention, Jiang Bi had a smile in his eyes. "Yes, a tortoise has been hiding its head in its shell. Without stimulation, she will always hide."

Hearing Jiang Bi's words, Han Wangwang's face was even redder. "I'm not a tortoise." She is at most a small snail.

"Go, no blind date. I'll take you to play." Jiang Bi steps on the gas pedal and carries Han Wangwang away.

Cheng Zi'ang, who was forced by his brother to make a blind date, waited until 12 noon from nine o'clock in the morning.

Unable to wait for a blind date, Cheng Ziang calls Cheng Yanmo. "Brother, the other party stood me up."

Cheng inkstone heard schadenfreude from his brother's tone, and could not help feeling tired, "I know."

Hang up the phone, Cheng Yanmo a little anxious.

What should I do? My brother seems to be a dandy who looks out at Dongcheng. I'm afraid he's not going to be a bachelor all his life.

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Han Zhan saw Han wangfa's circle of friends and found that she had gone fishing with the young lady of Jiang family again.

It's freezing, and she's really at ease.

Han Zhan flipped through Han Wangwang's circle of friends and found that in the past two years, Jiang Bi appeared in Han Wangwang's circle of friends too many times.

Han Zhan is not a girl and doesn't understand the feelings of girls. He is afraid that he wants to be crooked. Han Zhan quickly closes wechat.

Just as the meal is ready, the housekeeper reminds Han Zhan that it's time to go downstairs for dinner.

Han Zhan turns off his work notebook and goes downstairs for dinner.

Passing the indoor fountain pool, Han Zhan sees Han Miao and Han Jun fighting.

Their housekeeper is pulling them away. Han Zhan stopped and asked the housekeeper, "what's going on?"

The housekeeper said, "Miaomiao robbed Junjun's Tyrannosaurus Rex. Junjun got angry and started fighting with Miaomiao."

The two kids who can't walk fight each other badly.

Han Miao looks big, but he is not as fierce as Han Jun. Han Jun is like a wolf cub. She must protect her own things. If her sister steals them, she must take them back.

But Han Jun is not as tall as Han Miaozhuang. When she grabs things, she is always bullied by Han Miao.

But when she is bullied, Han Jun will not give up. In her little world view, she would never give up until she failed to achieve her goal. She doesn't know how to be afraid and give up. She is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

Han Jun appreciates this.

Intuition tells Han Zhan that Han Jun's personality is most similar to him of the two children. Like him hate, the same do not hit the south wall, do not look back.

Han Zhan told the housekeeper: "let them fight without injury." The child can't raise Jiao, her parents made her into a little princess. After growing up and entering the society, who will pamper them?

His daughter doesn't need to be a princess. She wants to be a queen.

Smell speech, housekeeper expression is a little surprised.

But Han Zhan is the father of the children, he asked so, what can the housekeeper say. "Yes, I see, sir."

Song porcelain is preparing to take the children to dinner. When she comes, she happens to hear Han Zhan's words. Although song porcelain thought Han Zhan was cruel to the children, he also agreed with Han Zhan's ideas.

"Brother Han, it's time to eat." Song porcelain pretended not to hear Han Zhan's conversation with the housekeeper. She said to the housekeeper, "steward Jiang, take Miaomiao and Junjun to dinner."

"Well, good lady."

Jiang housekeeper with two babies left, Han Zhan this just asked song porcelain: "you eavesdrop?" Han Zhan had already heard the footsteps of song porcelain.

Song porcelain nodded, "well, I hear you."

"Love them? Do you think it's wrong for me to do this? "

After thinking about it carefully, song porcelain said, "you are their father. You love them as much as I do. It's a kind of love

Seeing that song porcelain understood himself, Han Zhan felt relieved.

"Porcelain treasure, I will not raise my daughter as a princess. Even if I have a son, I will not raise him as a little prince." Han Zhan put song porcelain in his arms. Han Zhan lowered his head and bit her ear. He said to her in a hoarse voice, "we have a little princess in our family."

Song porcelain's silent red face. "Don't skin it. Keep the point." The longer we get along with each other, the more people Han Zhan has in Song porcelain's heart.

When I first met, Han Geduo was serious.

Now.

A piece of white paper, dyed in color by her.

They came to the restaurant arm in arm. Han Aoyu also arrived. He was waiting for song porcelain and Han Zhan. Chamberlain Cai, holding a tablet, is showing Han Aoyu something with great interest.

"What are you looking at?"

Han Zhan takes song porcelain to stand behind Han Zhan and looks inside the flat panel.

I was looking at the family photo.This is a picture taken by everyone standing at the gate of the manor on the day of relocation. At that time, many pictures were taken. The old man was extremely enthusiastic and took pictures with everyone.

Chamberlain Cai told Han Zhan, "the photographer has already processed the photos and sent the documents to show them to Mr. and Mr. and Mrs. Han. If you're satisfied with everything, you'll be ready to make it. "

If you don't want to say it again, Han Aoyu is still far from the mark

Maybe he can't keep up with the trend. Han Aoyu can't stand the current p-chart technology. He always felt that photos are a way of witness, which should be true. If the photo P lost its authenticity, it lost its essence.

Han Zhan didn't ask for these. He handed the plate to song porcelain directly.

"Porcelain treasure, have a look."

After all, song porcelain is the heaviest burden on their idol.

Song porcelain saw the photos and said, "it's very good. It's a family photo, not an art photo. It doesn't need to be overhauled."

"Chamberlain Cai, call the photographer and say yes."

"Yes, ma'am."

After Chamberlain Cai left with the tablet in his arms, Han Aoyu said to song porcelain, "OK, all sit down, or the dishes will be cold."

"Good."

When the old man picked up the chopsticks for dinner, song porcelain and they moved the chopsticks.

Han Aoyu only picked some vegetables to eat and put down his chopsticks. He suddenly said, "I will go back in the afternoon."

Hearing this, song porcelain and Han Zhan raised their heads together. Song porcelain asked the old man to stay: "grandfather, stay here for a few more days, and the children are reluctant to part with you." Children are the best sugar, coax a coax, grandfather will stay.

But this time, Han Aoyu shook his head firmly. He said, "no, I really have to go back. The arhat pine that your grandmother gave me has not been watered for several days."

Han Zhan said, "I'll let uncle Zhong go back to water."

"No, the pine has always been watered by myself." Han Aoyu is particularly stubborn.

He insisted on leaving, Han Zhan and song porcelain could not stay. "Do you really want to go back?"

"Well."

"Well, I'll take you back in person later."

"It's OK."

After dinner, Han Aoyu accompanied his grandchildren. When the children took a nap, he put his hat on his head and said, "let's go."

Han Zhan drove Han Aoyu back to the forest villa.

When he got home, Han Aoyu went to water luohansong with a watering pot.

Han Zhan recently recuperated and was not in a hurry to go back to work, so he stayed with his grandfather.

Standing together with my grandfather and staring at the potted arhat pine, Han Zhan suddenly said, "grandma said, you planted this arhat pine with your own hands. Is it? "

"Well." Han Aoyu told Han Zhan in detail about the origin of this arhat pine: "during the war of aiding the elderly and resisting the United States in the 1960s, I seldom got together with your grandmother. At that time, your grandmother was alone at home, so I planted this arhat pine for her."

"When I'm away, you've been taking care of this arhat pine all the time."

Han Zhan said with a smile: "so this luohansong not only witnessed the feelings of grandparents, but also witnessed the country from turbulence to stability."

"Yes."

After pouring water, the old man suddenly gave Han Zhan the watering pot in his hand. He asked Han Zhan: "Zhanzhan, after my grandfather is gone, you can take good care of it for my grandfather."

Han Zhan continued to sprinkle the kettle, his hands shaking. He looked up at the blue sky and said in a choked voice, "grandfather, I don't want it. If you're not here, I'll shovel it and burn it for firewood. "

"Don't be angry." Han Aoyu's body has been bent, and he has to look up to see Han Zhan's appearance clearly. "My grandfather is a rotten tree. If I didn't want to see you and Miss Song come back safely, I would have been unable to hold on."

He slowly raised his hand. The cloth was full of wrinkles and freckles, and stroked Han Zhan's cheek.

Han Aoyu sighed: "Zhanzhan, you are so tall, my grandfather has to stand on tiptoe to touch you."

Smell speech, Han Zhan is finally can't live the mood, 1.9 meters big man, instantly kneels down in front of the old man. "Grandfather." Han Zhan hugged Han Aoyu's waist. He cried and said, "grandfather, do you want me?"

Han Aoyu patted Han Zhan on the shoulder, "what are you crying about? My grandfather is 80 or 90 years old."

"Grandfather, Zhanzhan can't give up you..." the night is thick, no one can see, Han Zhan holding the old man, crying like a five or six year old child.

In the middle of the night, before Han Zhan came back, song porcelain called him. "Brother Han, don't you come back tonight?" Song porcelain stands at the door of the children's room and whispers to Han Zhan.

Han Zhan stood outside Han Aoyu's room. He said, "I'll be here with you tonight." Han Zhan's tone is very dignified, as if something big happened.

Song porcelain felt uneasy in her heart. She hesitated and asked, "grandfather, does he eat much in the evening?"

Han Zhan: "hardly touched food."Hearing this, song porcelain's heart sank a bit. "Is he asleep now?"

"Just went to bed." Han Zhan just finished his words when he heard the old man cough. The cough became more and more severe.

Song porcelain also heard.

She said, "I'll come here, too."

"No, you stay with the kids. If, if it's time, I'll tell you to come."

"That's good."

Hang up the phone, Han Zhan opened the door and strode to his grandfather's bed. He poured a cup of warm tea to his grandfather and handed it to him. Han Aoyu sips his tea. Han Zhan notices that there is some blood on the cup.

But he said nothing.

Han Aoyu slowly lay down, waved to Han Zhan and said, "you go to rest, grandfather is OK."

"Good."

Han Zhan walked out lightly and closed the door for his grandfather.

Instead of going back to his room to rest, he came to the room where he never regretted. He sat by the tea table for an hour and didn't regret sleeping alone.

As soon as Han Zhan entered the room, he smelled the wine, and his heart sank.

"Uncle Zhong."

Zhong Buhui put down his glass and looked up to see Han Zhan. His expression was a little panicked. "I'll have a drink..."

Han Zhan waved his hand, "it's OK, you drink it." Everyone has a feeling of boredom, no place to vent.

Zhong didn't regret it, so he let go.

He held the glass and sipped it, indicating Han Zhan to find a seat for himself.

Han Zhan sat for a while and did not speak. When Zhong did not regret to pick up the bottle and pour the wine again, he suddenly said, "are there any more wine glasses? I'll have some, too

Zhong Buhui looked at him, then stood up silently and went to the cupboard to take out a wine cup.

He poured a glass to Han Zhan. Zhong Buhui handed the glass to Han Zhan and asked him, "are you in a bad mood?"

Han Zhan took a sip of wine.

The liquor degree is high, and Han Zhan is not used to this kind of liquor for a long time. Han Zhan turned the cup in his hand and asked Zhong Buhui, "what is uncle Zhong sad about?"

Zhong Buhui's mouth was shriveled and shriveled. He could not control his emotions and cried out with his hands on his forehead. "Zhanzhan, the old man is dying."

Han Zhan has seen it for a long time, but hearing this from Zhong Buhui's mouth, Han Zhan still feels like being struck by thunder. "What's going on?" Something must have happened that he didn't know.

Zhong Buhui said: "you and song wench are not in that time, the old man's appetite has been bad, at first I thought he was worried about your safety, only tea does not think of food and language."

"I didn't realize that one day, the old man coughed suddenly and coughed up a mouthful of blood. At that time, I was shocked and took him to the hospital by force in spite of his objection. After the examination, the doctor said that the organs in the old man's body began to fail rapidly, and his lung had been damaged

Zhong Buhui pressed his forehead and cried so much that his nose ran down his trousers. "The old man is too old to be cured." When people are old, their organs have been working for decades. If they say they can't, they will suddenly stop.

This is a disease that nobody can recover.

Han Zhan listened and took another sip of wine.

He stared at the sadness and cried bitterly, but he did not dare to make a sound. He was afraid that the grandfather in the next room would hear Zhong Buhui, and his heart would not be a taste. This night, Han Zhan and Zhong Buhui can be said to have not closed their eyes.

The next morning, just as the sun came out, Han Zhan came to knock on grandfather's door.

"Come in," Han said

Han Zhan was relieved to hear his grandfather's voice.

Han Zhan walks into the room and sees Han Aoyu sitting on the head of the bed with only half of his coat on. Han Zhan quickly went to help grandfather put on his clothes.

After getting dressed, Han Aoyu saw that the weather was good outside. He said, "it's a good day. Do you want to go fishing?"

Han Zhan asked with a smile, "will my grandfather accompany me?"

"Well."

"That's good."

There is a river at the foot of the mountain. When Han Zhan was a child, he took Cheng Yanmo to play. However, Cheng Yanmo rolled in and was almost drowned.

Han Zhan throws out his fishing rod and talks about his childhood with Han Aoyu.

Han Aoyu said: "when you were a child, you were very lonely when you were picked up. When you got better, you were like a flying centipede. You couldn't stay idle."

"At that time, old man cheng bothered you when he saw you go to play with his grandson. But inkstone that child likes you the most. As soon as you go, he runs after your ass

The sun was warm, and the old man told Han Zhan a lot of interesting things about his childhood. Say say, came sleepy idea. "I'll sleep for a while. You call me when the fishing rod moves."

Han Zhan hesitated and nodded, "OK."

The old man said to sleep, Han Zhan and other old man fell asleep, and after a while he had to reach out to find the old man's breath.

Han Zhan was relieved when he confirmed that his grandfather was still angry.

It took them two or three hours to catch a silver carp and several small fish. Han Zhan takes his grandfather and fish home. When he gets home, he finds that Song Ci and his children are also here."Did you catch any fish?" Song porcelain walked over and helped the old man.

"I caught a few, and I did it at noon!"

With the help of song porcelain, Han Aoyu pokes his crutch to the house.

Han Miao and Han Jun see the prince. They kneel down and climb to his feet. They stood up along his legs and played coquetry with him.

"Ah

Han Miao: Taigong, embrace.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Han Jun: grandfather hold me, grandfather hold me.

Han Aoyu happily looked at the two little cute. He wanted to hold both of them, but he couldn't hold them anymore. Han Zhan gave song porcelain a look, "porcelain treasure, you help grandfather to sit down."

"Good." Song porcelain held his grandfather in the chair.

Han Zhan put down the bucket of fish, and then carried a little guy in one hand, and put the children beside his grandfather's leg. The children revolved around Han's thighs. Han looked at them with a smile that he had never heard of.

Han Zhan and song porcelain go into the house to make fish.

Song porcelain plans to make a pot of radish fish soup with silver carp and radish from grandfather's vegetable field.

Han Zhan is going to make a spicy fish.

Han Miao turns tired, so he lies down on his thigh to rest. Han Aoyu really liked it in his heart, so he held the child on his leg.

She teased Han Miao and said to her, "Miaomiao is a sister. You should protect her sister in the future, OK?"

Han Miao understands the word "sister". When she hears the words, she raises her small, fleshy hand and slaps Han Jun on the head. Han Jun looks confused and looks up. Seeing that it is Han Miao, she also reaches out her hand, grabs Han Miao's hand and pinches it.

Han Aoyu felt tired.

What about the two sisters?

Fortunately, Han Jun was soon attracted by other things. She climbed to the side of the tea table and went to play potted plants with meat.

Han Miao found that the grandfather was going to fall asleep, so he slapped him on the chin mischievously. "Ah! Ah Han Miao reminds Taigong not to sleep.

Han Miao photographed Taigong several times, but he couldn't wake him up, so he was worried. "Ah

"Ah

Hearing Han Miao's cry, Zhong Buhui, who is wiping the dust on the wall with a feather duster, looks back. See the old man suddenly closed his eyes to sleep, the bell suddenly pulled up the alarm bell.

"Old man, sleepy again?" Seeing that the old man didn't answer, Zhong Buhui quickly put the feather duster in front of Han Zhan's trophy and strode to Han Aoyu.

"The old man?" Zhong Buhui raised his voice and called again.

Han Aoyu still did not respond.

Zhong Buhui's expression changed slightly! He carefully stretched out his index finger and put it in front of the old man's nose. The old man's breath was very weak, and only out of breath, no air intake!

Zhong Buhui's hand shook, and his voice became trembling: "Zhan Zhan, you come quickly, the old man seems to be unable to do it!"

Kuang Dang -

the porcelain bowl in Song porcelain's hand fell to the ground.

That fall, as if there is something, no!

Han Zhan and Song Ci ran out of the kitchen together.

Han zhanxue, like Zhong Buhui, put his finger in front of his grandfather's nose.

As expected, Han Aoyu had only to breathe out, not to breathe in.

Even though he had already made psychological preparations, Han Zhan still felt heartache when this moment really arrived. "Grandfather

"Grandfather! Wake up, open your eyes and have a look at Zhan Zhan. It's time for us to eat! "

Han Aoyu's eyelids trembled, and his eyes gradually opened a slit, as if he had looked at Han Zhan, but not at all. After a while, Han Aoyu suddenly opened his mouth and sighed.

"Ah

After sighing, the old man closed his eyes.

By this time, he was even out of breath.

Han Zhan stared at his grandfather's appearance for more than ten seconds, then slowly knelt down in front of his grandfather's leg and deeply kowtowed his grandfather's body several times.

"Grandfather, good day."

Seeing this, Zhong Buhui could no longer hold his emotions. He held the old man's shoulder on the spot and fell down on his shoulder, crying out loud.

Song porcelain is also in tears, while crying, while wiping tears.

The two guards outside heard the movement inside the house and ran into the room. When the old man left, they saluted him with a standard military salute.

Han Zhan stood up. He stroked his eyes and said to song porcelain in a dumb voice: "porcelain treasure, bring me the list. We have to call our relatives and friends to attend the funeral."

This list has been sorted out for a long time. The reason is that when the old man dies, he will forget to invite a relative because of his carelessness.

Song porcelain nodded, "OK, I'm going to get it."

She took her daughters away and called Song Fei to tell her to come and take care of her nieces. After the phone call, song porcelain put the children in the baby room, and then went to the register.

After finishing his mood, Han Zhan took a sip of tea and moistened his dry throat. Then he picked up his home phone and called Zhongnanhai.After receiving the news of Mr. Han's death, the person who answered the phone was silent for a long time before he said, "Mr. Han, please feel sorry."

Han Aoyu will enjoy the standard of state funeral because of his great contribution.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, all TV stations across the country broadcast the news of the death of Han Aoyu. At the same time, the national flags of public occasions, embassies and consulates stationed abroad were all held at half mast at noon on the same day to pay tribute to the death of father Han.

To this day, netizens really realized what kind of big man Han Laozi is.

In the afternoon, relatives and relatives came in succession, all dressed in black. Han Dongliang, who has reached the age of 70, arrived at the forest villa as soon as possible with his son Han yueyun, his daughter-in-law Lin jiao'e, his granddaughter Han Wangwang and his grandson Han Junjun.

After entering the spirit hall, Han Dongliang knelt with his children and grandchildren in front of his uncle Han Aoyu's coffin, respectfully perfumed, kowtowed and burned paper.

Behind them are Jin Luolan and his wife, as well as di Rongrong and Mo Yao. After they left the Han family, they went to the city next door for a tour. When they received a phone call, they kept coming.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw the solemn and solemn portrait of Uncle Han on the desk, and the most vulnerable emperor Rongrong cried out on the spot. It's OK that she doesn't cry. When she cries, Mo song and Jin Luolan also wipe tears.

On incense, rarely take the initiative to comfort people's Mo rumor, but this time hugged Han Zhan. "Zhanzhan."

Han Zhan said nothing.

Mo rumor told him: "Zhanzhan, don't be too sad, your grandfather ah, he just went to see your grandmother and mother, he is not alone."

Han Zhan farfetched up the corner of his lips, showed a smile that was even worse than crying, nodded and said: "Mo rumor mother, don't worry about me, I'm fine." As an adult in his thirties, he couldn't accept the fact. He was just in a bad mood.

On this day, Han Aoyu's best friends and the descendants of his late friends rushed from all over the country to Wangdong City, including more than ten posterity who lived abroad temporarily.

At eight o'clock in the evening, several leading representatives attended the funeral in a low-key manner, giving Han Aoyu a stick of incense and kowtowing several heads. They chatted with the old gentlemen who had been there for a while, and then they left in a hurry because of their official business.

Han Zhan, wearing a black suit, stood in front of the door, motionless, like a bronze sculpture. For 14 hours, Han Zhan stood all the time except to go to the toilet, without drinking water.

Song porcelain, she also accompanied Han Zhan.

At two o'clock in the night, no one will come. Han Zhan made a look at Yan Jiang and told him: "a Jiang, you take song porcelain to rest."

Song porcelain subconsciously asked Han Zhan, "what about you?"

Han Zhan shook his head, "I have to be filial."

Han Zhan is Han Aoyu's funerary man. He can't sleep tonight. When there are no guests coming, Han Zhan has to kneel in front of the coffin and burn paper for the old man.

This is his duty and responsibility.

Han Zhan has strong physical fitness. When he was a soldier, he had a record of not sleeping or eating for six days, so it was not difficult for him to stay awake for three days.

Song porcelain said: "I will not go, I will accompany you."

"Don't be stubborn. Listen to me. You have to take care of yourself. When the funeral is over, I'll have to wait for you to take care of it. " The funeral ceremony will be held for three days, Han Zhan has almost no sleep time for these three days.

After the funeral, Han Zhan will have to lose all his flesh. If he and song porcelain fall down, that's the big trouble.

Song porcelain made a balance and agreed to Han Zhan.

Song porcelain thought he couldn't sleep, but after standing for more than ten hours, his body would be tired. Song porcelain fell asleep.

In the morning, song porcelain got up and went downstairs to see Han Zhan still standing in front of the door to receive the new guests. He changed into a black suit, shaved, and his spirit was OK.

"He didn't have a rest last night," Song Fei told song porcelain

Song porcelain loves Han Zhan, but he can't say anything.

According to Han's will, his body will be cremated after his death. The cremated ashes will be scattered in the virgin forest on the southwest border by helicopter.

The southwest border is a piece of heaven and earth that Han Aoyu has been guarding all his life. After his death, his soul and border coexist, guarding this land forever and ever.

And these activities have been approved.

At the end of the mourning activity, Han Aoyu's coffin was put on the national flag and transported to the funeral home. The funeral procession is vast. On the way to the funeral home, Han Zhan holds the portrait of his grandfather, his eyes are always red.

When the body was cremated, many old friends were weeping.

Han Zhan stands together with the staff. When he sees his grandfather pushed into the cremation furnace, he thinks of his grandfather who was fishing with him a few days ago, and he will never see him again. Han Zhan finally broke down completely. Holding the portrait of his grandfather, Han Zhan knelt down and cried bitterly.

The last one who would love him as a child also left. From this day on, he was no longer a child...

Song Ci heard Han Zhan's heart rending cry. She covered her face, bit her lips and wept silently.Han Zhan made another trip to the southwest and came back two days later.

As soon as he got home, he didn't even take a shower, so he went to bed with clothes on.

Song porcelain stood by the bed, looking at Han Zhan's sleeping face, and thought of many memories. In his last life, Han Zhan accompanied his portrait to the funeral home.

That scene was recorded by the camera, we know that the boss of Zeus international turned out to be the grandfather of old man Han.

Later, in an interview with businessmen's newspapers and magazines, Han Zhan revealed that the most regrettable thing in his life was that he failed to get married and have children, and let the foreign police go in peace of mind.

Han Zhan's biggest regret in his last life is a complete one after all.

Song porcelain accompanies Han Zhan to lie down and hugs Han Zhan. Sensing that Han Zhan has lost a lot of weight, song porcelain is determined to take the time to bring back all the meat he has lost.

Han Zhan slept for 27 hours. Han Zhan wakes up again. He wakes up hungry.

Han Zhan saw that song porcelain was sleeping soundly, so he got up and came to the kitchen in slippers. Entering the kitchen, Han Zhan opened the heat preservation pot and saw that there were three dishes and one soup in the pot, which made him feel warm.

Chamberlain Cai hasn't slept yet. He realizes that Han Zhan is up, and Chamberlain Cai also walks out of the room. Even at night, Chamberlain Cai also wears a meticulous Butler's suit.

"Good evening, sir."

Han Zhan takes the dishes out of the pot and eats them directly at the kitchen table.

Chamberlain Cai didn't think Han Zhan was vulgar.

In his opinion, the vulgarity of one's soul is the real vulgarity.

Chamberlain Cai told Han Zhan: "this is the meal that the lady cooked for your husband before going to bed. She said that he should wake up tonight and know that you will be hungry when you wake up, so she specially uses the heat preservation pot to keep you warm."

Han Zhan said while eating, "I know." Han Zhan saw the appearance of the dish and tasted it. He knew that the dishes were made by song porcelain.

The hot and sour potatoes are cut roughly, but they are much worse than his cook. What's more, the braised spareribs are too sweet. The cook has got the certificate and won't make such a dish without water loss.

Chamberlain Cai laughed and said, "yes, sir, I'm sure you can taste the craftsmanship of your wife."

Han Zhan finished his meal and threw the dishes into the dishwasher. Then he asked Chamberlain Cai, "I'm not here these days. What's happening at home?"

"It's all very good."

"Well."

Han Zhan asked Chamberlain CAI to go to bed earlier. He went out of the house alone for a walk to eat.

But it's too cold outside and the cold wind is blowing. Han Zhan stays for more than ten minutes and goes back to his room.

Back in the room, afraid that the cold would wake song porcelain, Han Zhan went to the bathtub in the guest's bedroom and washed himself clean. When he was warm, he went back to his room.

As soon as he lay down, song porcelain rolled into his arms like a warm baby. "To take a bath?" Song porcelain even knew Han Zhan was awake.

Han Zhan asked her, "when did you wake up?"

"Just now, when you opened the door, you suddenly woke up."

"Sorry to disturb you."

"It doesn't matter." Song porcelain head lying on Han Zhan's chest, she touched Han Zhan's stomach and asked him, "have you eaten yet? Are you full? " Song porcelain was afraid of Han Zhan's hunger, so he made a large portion for him.

Han Zhan said, "I'm full. I'm all up."

His fingers stroked back and forth on the back of song porcelain show. Han Zhan said, "can you help me eliminate food?"

Song porcelain is actually very sleepy, but Han Zhan has just had a meal and a walk and a bath. His spirit is just right. Song porcelain said: "I really want to sleep." She does not accompany Han Zhan very much to play the game of digestion.

Han Zhan: "you sleep your, I play mine."

Song porcelain wanted to scold his mother, but he couldn't bear to scold him.

He is a weak and poor child in need of care recently. Song Ci finally agreed to him.

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