Chapter 426 Fortunately, both his parents are dead!
On the way home, Han Jiangxue stretched out her hand to touch the wind and taste it carefully.
Holding the steering wheel with one hand, she looks like a coastal lady.
Zhang Ruoyu, who was sitting aside, looked like a wronged little daughter-in-law, hiding in the corner and shivering.
"Brother Zhang, if you encounter this kind of trouble in the future, please report my name directly." Han Jiangxue's red lips turned up, looking very arrogant. "In Binhai, mention my name to help."
Zhang Ruoyu glanced sideways at Mr. Han, this girl is indeed a bit fierce.
My old cousin didn't even give me any face, he just did what he said.
It seems that she has no good impression of the royal family or her mother's family at all.
Coolly lighting a cigarette, Brother Zhang tilted his head and blew out the smoke out the window: "I know."
"good."
Mr. Han changed his hand to drive and touched Brother Zhang's head lovingly: "Sister, I love you."
Brother Zhang pushed Xuebao's dirty little hands away with a look of disgust on his face.
However, Mr. Han smiled more and more obscenely and looked at Brother Zhang in a rogue manner: "Are you shy?"
"The shyer you are, the more excited I am."
Under the night sky.
Olaf let out a devilish smile.
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Han family.
Han Laomo ate a large bowl of noodles and smoothed his messy hair after eating the noodles: "The pickles are salty."
Snap.
Han Laomo lit up a cigarette and crossed his legs.
In the Han family without Xuebao, he is used to being a bully.
Mrs. Han took out a cigarette from Mr. Han's cigarette case and just put it into her mouth. Mr. Han bent over and raised his buttocks to light the cigarette for Mr. Lafayette.
Xuebao is not at home, and the little old lady is also very crazy and unscrupulous.
The mother and son were facing each other, smoking cigarettes and skillfully flicking the ashes. It was very pleasant.
"You're so salty, it's because your taste is weak." The little old lady exhaled thick smoke and gave Han Laomo a white look. "Every time my Ruoyu comes to eat, he has to eat one plate per person and pack two portions.
Go back and eat."
"He comes from Beimang. He usually consumes a lot of physical energy and sweats a lot. Of course he eats salty food. How can I compare with him?" Han Laomo seemed to have a temper when he mentioned the cook's son-in-law.
"You really can't compare to my Ruoyu." The little old lady squinted her eyes and glanced at Old Mo Han. "What is your identity, and what is your status?"
"A black-hearted businessman would have been considered a low-ranking businessman in ancient times." Mrs. Han has a well-established background and is full of meritorious deeds.
How can you look down on Old Demon Han who only pursues crooked ways?
"No matter how awesome he is, he still has to call me daddy." Old Mo Han curled his lips and said. "Do you really think of yourself as a dish?"
"Then you should let him shout." The little old lady said proudly. "Anyway, Ruoyu called me grandma."
"You look like you have never seen the world." Han Laomo shrugged. "Aren't you just a young general? How many generals have you seen in your life? Aren't you a retired female general yourself?"
"Not to mention, there are really not many people I know who are not generals. Your father is, my mother is, Xiaodong will definitely become a general in the future, your son-in-law is, and your daughter is also the general's wife."
Mrs. Han put out her cigarette and looked at her baby son up and down: "You are just a waste, you are nothing."
Han Lao Mo twitched the corner of his mouth: "Mom, I finally got Xuebao's approval to stay at home overnight. Can you please stop disgusting me?"
"Okay." The little old lady looked her son up and down. "Why can't you hold back this time? The city is so shallow? The concentration is so weak?"
"It's not for the sake of killing Xuebao!" Old Demon Han frowned. "That damn cook can't hold it in for only half a year. He's so damn useless. My Xuebao is originally simple, childish and kind-hearted. As soon as he explodes, Xuebao will be killed."
How can I bear this? I felt inferior on the spot and lost my confidence. I always felt that I was superior to someone named Zhang."
"If I don't show some courage, will she still have a say in the family in the future? How dare she gasp loudly?" Han Laomo said word by word. "As soon as I heard that Xuebao was worried about gains and losses at home, and I was thousands of miles away, I
I feel so bad."
The little old lady glared at her son: "Are you stupid? Worrying about gains and losses is also a sentiment, and it is the lubricant that enhances feelings. Why do you need to add fuel to the flames here? You deserve to be single for the rest of your life. You don't even understand what a couple is.
The fun of time.”
"You know." Han Laomo curled his lips. "You know the grass on my father's grave is two meters high."
"Hey, you little bastard!" The little old lady pinched Old Mo Han's ears, causing the Southern King to grin and beg for mercy.
"I'm giving you shame, right? Or have you made some bad money recently and lost it? How dare you talk to me like this?" The little old lady looked fierce.
"Mine." Old Demon Han surrendered and begged for mercy. "I won't dare to do it again."
The little old lady pulled Old Mo Han's ears hard, and then she calmed down and said, "Did the eighth lady come to see you?"
"Found it." Han Laomo nodded and his face straightened. "I scolded her bloody and said she was shameless."
"But you still gave her face, didn't you?" Mrs. Han took a deep look at her son.
Han Laomo curled his lips and said: "I, the dignified Han Laomo, am really as experienced as a few little brats whose hair is not fully grown? Breaking my legs can be regarded as a small punishment."
"You're worthless." The little old lady glared at Old Mo Han. "Except for the night with Xuebao, have you really been unable to get hard in front of her for the rest of your life?"
Han Laomo twitched the corner of his mouth and said calmly: "Mom, you can't say that."
"Then what the hell do you want to say?" The little old lady was a little angry.
Old Demon Han lit a cigarette, his eyes wandering: "She is Xuebao's mother after all."
"I have never drunk my daughter-in-law's tea, and I don't recognize this daughter-in-law." Mrs. Han had a tough attitude and a serious look in her eyes.
Old Demon Han hesitated for a moment and did not make any excuses.
The daughter-in-law and mother-in-law cannot urinate in a pot. This is a problem left over from China's history for thousands of years.
Old Demon Han never thought of breaking the deadlock on his own.
He took a puff of cigarette and said thoughtfully: "Fortunately, both of Zhang's parents are dead, how much would my Xuebao have to suffer?"
"Fuck you!" Mrs. Han was furious. "You fucking cursed me to death?!"
