Old Man Qiu met him in the small courtyard that Han Chuan bought.

Seeing the face similar to that of his youth, he knew that the young man in front of him was Yangyang's son.

He was in tears, approaching Han Chuan step by step and hugging him tightly: "Child, you have worked hard!" ”

Feeling the temperature coming from the old man's body, Han Chuan's body stiffened a little: "I, I'm fine, it's my father who works hard." ”

Old Man Qiu let go of Han Chuan: "I want to go and meet Han Tian, can you arrange it?" ”

Han Chuan nodded: "Okay, I'll take you there tomorrow morning." ”

Thinking that he was going to see that beast tomorrow, Old Man Qiu didn't sleep well all night.

Mrs. Liao saw that he was not in good spirits, so she said a few more words: "Didn't you sleep well last night?" It's just a brute, what's there to be nervous about! ”

Old Man Qiu: "......"

Was he nervous?

He was so angry that he didn't sleep well all night.

Morning.

Han Chuan took the two old men and Qiu Hong to Han's house.

Han Lao Er was very angry when he saw Han Chuan bringing two strangers again: "Han Chuan, why do you keep bringing strangers to see your grandfather?"

Your grandfather is not in good health and needs to recuperate, is it appropriate for you to be like this? ”

Han Chuan looked at Han Lao Er expressionlessly: "He's not my grandfather." ”

Han Lao Er was stunned: "What do you mean?" ”

Han Chuan: "My father is not your own brother, it is the old man who kidnapped the son of his master's family. ”

When Han Lao Er heard this, many pictures suddenly appeared in his mind.

Although he is the second, he has always been very favored.

Other people's families either spoil the boss or spoil the boss.

And their family is just the opposite, the four brothers are his favorite.

He didn't know what the reason was, but now he realized that he was the boss.

"Why does the old man want to kidnap the son of the master's family?" When he was a child, he often heard his grandparents say that the old man's family was very good to him and paid him a high salary.

If the son of the main family is really taken away, it can only be said that the old man is a white-eyed wolf.

No wonder he has no conscience, it turns out that he is a genetic old man.

Ay.

Heredity, it's horrible!

Han Chuan: "You go and ask the old man!" ”

Han Lao Er choked: "......"

The old man is now useless, and he can't say a complete sentence, how can he ask.

Old Man Qiu looked at Han Tian, who was paralyzed on the bed with his mouth crooked, and laughed a few times wildly: "Hahaha...... Retribution, this is retribution, hahaha......"

Qiu Hong was afraid that he would laugh, so she gently stroked his junior: "Steady, don't be too excited, think about the child in Han Chuan's daughter-in-law's belly." ”

Han Chuan married one and gave two free, and did not hide it from them.

The Qiu family was just stunned for a moment, and quickly accepted Song Xiaoning's identity.

What can I do if I don't accept it?

Han Chuan had never eaten a grain of rice from the Qiu family, and they were not qualified to interfere in his life.

Old Man Qiu took a deep breath, he wanted to be steady, and he also wanted to take his great-grandson: "Han Tian, who asked you to kidnap Yangyang?" ”

Han Tian looked at Old Man Qiu stupidly, and his eyes were even red.

Master!

It's really a young master!

He's seeing the young master again!

Han Tian began to regret taking Han Chuan's father away, but the temptation given by the Qiu family's rival was too great, so he could only ignore his conscience and do what his rival said.

After being paralyzed, he kept thinking.

If he didn't help the Qiu family's rival, but told the young master what the rival was going to do, wouldn't things be different again!

Pity.

It's a pity that I can't say a few words if I want to say it now.

"Yes, it's the Li family." Han Tian drooled and said a few words intermittently.

Old Man Qiu was not very familiar with the Li family, he looked at Qiu Hong: "Do you know the Li family?" ”

Qiu Hong shook her head: "I don't know, isn't it from the Demon Capital?" ”

Old Man Qiu looked at Han Tian again: "Is it from the Demon Capital?" ”

Han Tian nodded, he couldn't speak, and wrote a few words on the bed with his hand.

The words he recognized were still taught by the current people who were by Old Man Qiu's side and Old Man Qiu himself.

He didn't study for a long time and couldn't write much.