The dormitory in Han Road is quite large in size, and it is possible to accommodate the two elders.

Maybe it was because I was a little tired and sat on the sofa with weak energy.

Han Qing was dissatisfied again and scolded Han Lu: "Guawazi, you are a dead person. Your mother's feet are swollen, and she doesn't know how to burn some water for him to burn his feet."

Han Lu hurriedly said, just go, just go.

Han Qing looked around and said, "Forget it, wipe it with wine, you are not reliable." Then he found the bottle of half of the leftover white wine from the cabinet next to him, and pulled up Ye Fang's trouser legs to massage her.

When Han Lu saw that the wine was the last time he led the team to perform, and the other party was treating his own red flower man to wipe his feet.

My mother's legs are still very thin, like wooden sticks, with spots on them.

Han Lu felt something was wrong. His mother was only fifty-seven years old, so why did she have age spots? He felt a stern: "Mom, why don't we go to the hospital for a physical examination?"

Han Qing scolded: "Go to a nonsense hospital, it's so good. Do you want nonsense?"

Han Lu was trembling and dared not speak anymore.

Lao Han wiped the wine on his hand, rubbed Ye Fang's belly hard, and asked softly: "Damn, are you feeling better?"

Ye Fang: "It's better, it's much more comfortable."

Lao Han: "It's so comfortable."

His face was full of gentle smiles, and the sunlight came in from the window and fell on half of his face: "Damn, we're home. How is the word "This house" written? A treasure gaze on top represents a house, and a pig underneath. There is a house, and a pig on Han Road, the second baby, this is like a home."

Han Lu was amazed by the side. His father liked to drink, scold his mother and beat him. I remember more than 20 years ago, when he met unhappy, he caught himself and his mother and beat him up. He was a typical tyrant. Why did he change his temperament now and treat his mother so well?

Why is this a bit evil?

The dinner was also made by the old man, stir-fried cabbage with oil residue, tofu soup, lettuce with meat slices, and not even put any chili peppers, which was very bland.

Han Lu felt salty and smellless, and said, "Dad, why don't you drink some?"

Lao Han was angry and slapped the table: "Wine is a poison that penetrates the intestinal toxicity. You are not afraid of alcohol, liver cirrhosis and liver cancer. I'll quit."

"All right……"

Han Lu snatched the rice weakly: "Dad, mom, I'll take you to see the house tomorrow."

Lao Han: "We have legs and can see ourselves. When will we pay the house?"

Han Lu: "No hurry, wait for the notice, you will stay with me for a month anyway."

Lao Han was angry: "Why, we are not welcome, and he also specifically reminded him for a month. Will we not leave at that time and you will start to chase people?"

Han Lu was a little annoyed: "I haven't said that, how dare I?"

Han Qing was furious and raised his hand to hit him: "What did you say, little turtle son?"

Ye Fang hurriedly grabbed her husband's hand and shouted: "Old Han, can't you speak well?"

Han Qing then took his hand back and said gently: "Is it arguing with you? You don't know that I am a person. I have a loud voice, and I speak like a roar."

After saying that, he kicked Han Lu: "Your mother can't hear the noise now. She feels panicked when the sound is loud. Don't speak loudly."

After dinner, the two watched TV. Han Lu was not interested in TV and wanted to go back to his room. Lao Han shouted, "Is it a fatal thing to let you watch TV with your mother? Sit down for me."

"All right."

Han Lu sat next to him and used his laptop to surf the Internet. In a short while, his mother started to have sex.

Lao Han whispered, "You can get out of here." Then he covered Ye Fang with his hands and feet, for fear of waking up his wife.

In the early morning of the next day, Lao Liu next door began to practice: "A lama came from the north, a saut in the south, a lama held a trumpet in his hand..."

Old Han walked up to the balcony and waved his fist at him: "Do you see if my skin is like a trumpet? Do you want to be beaten?"

Old Liu was so scared that his face turned blue.

Han Lu saw something was wrong and hurriedly shouted: "Dad, what are you doing? They want to practice martial arts. Lao Liu, I'm sorry, sorry."

Old Liu trembled his lips: "I'm sorry, it's because I'm not good. I'll just go to the practice room to sing."

Before Han Lu could take the second elder to see the house, Han Qing and Ye Fang went to the construction site themselves and called Han Lu to tell that the house was good and they liked it very much.

On the same day, another incident happened. Some employees of the unit passed by them and kept looking at Han Lu's mother.

Old Han was annoyed and scolded: "What are you looking at? I have never seen a hat wearing a hot day. Do you think my wife is thin and ugly?"

The employee didn't know the two old men, so he replied.

Old Han was not polite and started scolding his mother in a loud voice.

Before the wave was settled, the wave started again and again. The guard Mr. Jin brought some spare materials from the construction site and prepared to sell them as scraps to exchange for some pocket money. Lao Han said, "You are stealing!"

Uncle Jin lost his ears this time, and the two old men tied them away hard.

Han Lu's mother was trying hard to persuade her, but she couldn't help but pull her away.

Tao Tao passed by and glanced at the two of them with disgust.

Lao Han was dissatisfied: "What do you think, what are your expressions? Do you think my wife is thin and you must have something bad in your heart?"

Tao Tao said: "When you comment on other people's appearance, you are uneducated. How to evaluate beauty and ugliness? Everyone has different standards, and there is no fixed standard to say that this is beauty and this is ugly."

Han Qingyi Dai: "You girl is a little interesting."

Han Lu's mother kept looking at Tao Tao's back and murmured: "How could there be such a good-looking person in the world? You can't tell the shortcomings when you look at her appearance. Look at her skin, it looks like a peach, so tender!"

Han Lu's father had a few troubles with others just a few years after he came to Jinsha City, which was really uneasy.

The old man was probably old, and there were still many strange changes in his body. Every morning, he would go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables with Han Lu's mother, and then go shopping outside with his hands, as if he was young.

In the past, he was a family tyrant and an absolute machismo. He did not do any housework at all, and walked in front with his hands behind his back when he went out, letting Ye Fang chase him with his pockets behind him.

Now he seems to have become a different person, and he is quite gentle to his wife.

When people in the Korean Qinghe Center quarreled, someone sued the leader.

"Han Lu, your father has a bad temper!" Yang Guang frowned.

Han Lu had no choice but to say: "Director, you know why I am going to take the exam for Jinsha City now? I am just a son, so I can only persuade him, but he didn't listen to my advice. He said he was angry, and my father's fist came over. What do you think he could do?"

Yang Guang: "Forget it, let's not talk about this, the creation of the modern Sichuan opera "Haoran Chengkun" is a bit unsuccessful."

Han Lu: "Director, I am just a logistics general and I am not familiar with the business."

Yang Guang: "You still have to strengthen your studies."
Chapter completed!