The rough and rough words of Zhu Xiaobei were not rough. Han Shu also understood these principles in his heart, but he could not tell Zhu Xiaobei that feeling. She had never experienced his past, and no one could understand it.

"I'm sorry for these things, Xiaobei." This is his only answer.

"Be a stepmother of a ten-year-old child, or now you are kicked, my mother may find out, she will beat me to death!" Zhu Xiaobei wailed.

Han Shu held his head and said, "You will not be worse than me. The old man will definitely take off my bones and feed them to the dog."

The conversation with Zhu Xiaobei was not achieved in any result. In the end, Zhu Xiaobei took the initiative to call up two bottles of Red Star Erguotou, and the two drank the bottles and then comforted each other. After the two liang of wine, Zhu Xiaobei was full of red and energetic, but Han Shu was not used to this high-quality and cheap strong wine. The wine was so sad that he was even more worried. Zhu Xiaobei was dragged into the car staggeringly, and fell in the driver's seat and fell asleep for several hours before he woke up.

At this time, the moon was already hanging high. Han Shu rubbed his eyes. Zhu Xiaobei was listening to MP3 with concentration, and his cheeks were chewing gum.

"It's time, how long have I slept, why don't you call me?" He rubbed his neck, trying to make himself more energetic.

Zhu Xiaobei smiled and said, "Don't worry, your wine tastes good and your sleeping posture is also very good."

"Give me one." Han Shu reached out to pick up the chewing gum poured out by Zhu Xiaobei. Stimulated by the strong mint smell, he felt that his soul had been recovered at least half. "It's so late, I'll send you back."

Zhu Xiaobei got out of the car without saying a word: "Don't, don't, my bright future is like a flower, and I can't be ruined by driving under the influence of drunkenness. I'll leave by myself. Whoever advises me, I will be anxious with me!"

"Go to yours." Han Shu looked at her and smiled, "Everyone said I'm fine, really don't want me to send it?"

"You first ask if you can still drive, and if you can't, just hit it. Don't let a ten-year-old girl become an orphan."

Han Shu knew that Zhu Xiaobei was still laughing at him, and didn't say anything. She asked her to be careful if she insisted on going back by herself, and then step on the accelerator to leave.

He drove the car to the door of the familiar small shop, and the shop had closed. The late night clubs in this kind of place came faster than the center of the city. Before twelve o'clock, basically every household turned off the lights, including hers. The voices around him were quiet, and occasionally a few dogs barked vigilantly, and the sound of insects from far and near were close to each other. Han Shu was very tired. He originally wanted to take a break, but he fell asleep in the late night ensemble.

The one who woke Han Shu was still the owner of the small shop. He knocked on Han Shu's car window, looked at Han Shu's eyes and opened his eyes with a sleepy look, and grinned and said, "It's so good to drink our milk again. It's not easy to wait for one night."

Han Shu got used to it after being embarrassed for a long time, so he actually bought a bottle and praised him while drinking: "The milk in the city is the most correct, and it is worth it to wait for how long it takes."

Just as dawn was dawn, Han Shu was thinking that he had to go home to change clothes and wash before going to work. Then he thought about it and remembered that it was a weekend. According to the rules, Xie Juinian should take a turn for the day. He returned the bottle to the owner. Seeing that the owner was holding the morning newspaper and was busy studying the stock market. Anyway, he was idle, so he talked to the owner about stocks.

The shop owner had a few words to talk, but after a while, he began to concentrate. Later, he simply moved a small stool and sat under the tree beside Han Shu's car, listening with relish. Han Shu thought that the shop owner didn't know who was sitting opposite him, the stock god of the People's Procuratorate of Chengbei District, and how many people usually chased him behind his butt and waited for him to give advice. Today he drank a bottle of milk on an empty stomach, and at the convenience store at the urban-rural fringe department, he unconditionally betrayed his first-hand information and experience, without any reason.

After chatting with such an interest for a long time, the people around him sat in a small circle, and stray dogs were wandering around his car. At almost ten o'clock, Han Shu heard someone greeting the shop owner.

"Uncle Cai, your place is so lively. You can run a club in the future, will you still sell milk?"

"Old woman, go get a bottle of pure milk and high calcium for Ju Nian." The owner shouted, but his attention still did not change.

As Han Shu talked, he gradually didn't know what he was saying. He was concerned about preaching and answering questions, but he didn't pay attention to when Xie Juinian appeared at the door of the small shop. No wonder he was the idle people who were keen on stock trading completely blocked his sight.

She was wearing a simple T-shirt and sweatpants, and a pair of slippers on her feet. She was still sleepy, her hair was not very appropriate, and she looked small. She obviously got up from the bed and came to get milk, and she had a chance to continue sleeping after she went back.

This woman is so lazy. Han Shu gritted her teeth in her heart. She was at least two days late a week. As a good student, he despised such behavior more than once. Xie Juinian seemed to have no intention of exchanging stock market experience with him. She took the milk and turned around and left.

Han Shu suddenly hated her. The more silent a person, the deeper the resentment in her heart was hidden. She hated the past, and he knew. She blamed him, but she could be unwilling to do so, but there were many ways to solve it. eleven years ago, he was cowardly. He would rather choose to forget than take the initiative to come to her to ask for forgiveness. But as long as she was willing to speak, he was willing to accept any conditions, be willing to pay any price, and give any compensation - any form. However, she didn't, she gave birth to a child by herself and then lived quietly. What isn't this heart like a snake or a scorpion? He would never be able to escape the relationship in his life!

Han Shu didn't want to open the car door and chased him out. Uncle Cai asked loudly from behind: "Do I have to throw it or not? Let me explain it clearly before leaving!"

Ju Nian, Xie Ju Nian... Han Shu wanted to stop her, but her name was at her lips and she couldn't shout it out. He chose to chase after her silently, but he didn't know if she realized anything. The more he chased her, the faster she walked, and in the end she just trotted all the way.

Han Shu was angered by her attitude, of course he was faster than her. When Xie Juinian's hand was about to touch the iron gate, he grabbed her clothes.

Xie Juinian screamed, turned around suddenly, and shrank with a little scared.

"What are you doing? I only have two bottles of milk." She looked in the direction of Uncle Cai and the others in horror, with a signal of asking for help in her eyes. She obviously couldn't believe that such a thing would happen in broad daylight.

"What a mess, I don't want your milk! What are you running?"

"It's you." It seemed that she finally recognized him, and Han Shu breathed a sigh of relief, because Uncle Cai and the others had already stretched their necks to watch. As the male protagonist of the soap opera, he was very uncomfortable.

"What do you want to do with me for so many days? Oh..." Her eyes looked at the badge on the uniform he had not had time to change yesterday, and suddenly realized, "You are the one who came to investigate my procuratorate yesterday... I did nothing!"

Han Shu was confused. He was completely messed up by the woman's jumping thinking. They seemed to be not on the same frequency. Then, he suddenly understood a more terrifying fact--she didn't know him anymore.

For some reason, this perception made Han Shu's eyes a little wet. Over the years, he had been waiting for her punishment in distress, but in the end, she forgot...

"How do you want to let me go?" This sentence blurted out from his mouth for no reason.

She couldn't figure it out, and looked at him firmly for a while, looked at his eyebrows, and then, she took a step back: "Han... Han Shu, you are Han Shu!"

Han Shu sighed, God has eyes.

Xie Juinian, who recovered from the initial accident, had a complicated expression, but when she said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, you have grown taller again", she even had a smile on her face, just like an old friend reunion.

"You let go of my clothes first, please, and then you will be deformed." She gestured to signal him to let go.

Han Shu let go of her dizzy head and asked again: "What are you running away? What's shameful?"

Ju Nian said: "I suddenly remembered that the water boiled at home did not turn off, so I walked faster. You can call me, I can hear it."

Han Shu didn't want to continue talking to her, so she went straight to the point: "You still refuse to talk about your child, my child."

Her astonishment gradually magnified, and her speech was inconsistent: "Child? Uh...I didn't see your child, you are all married!"

"Nonsense! Do you want me to come into the house to confront me? What do you mean?" Han Shu's crazy feeling when facing her was awakening little by little. He only remembered his guilt and almost forgot about her annoyance.

Xie Juinian seemed to tremble again gently: "You mean... my niece was sleeping in the house, and there was no other child except her."

"Just pretend, your niece is ten years old this year. If I'm not wrong, her birthday should be around March, and her nominal parents have never appeared." He knew what he said was right, at least this cunning woman did not refute anymore.

"Han Shu, I don't know why you came. She is not your child. You made a mistake. She wasn't even given birth to me. Others don't know. You should know, if I were pregnant with her, where would I have been in prison for the next three years? How could I give birth to her?"

"You never told the truth!"

"Whatever you say, this is a very obvious thing."

"Whose child belongs to?"

"Han Shu, this is my business."

It's coming again, all their conversations, all of them, end in this sentence, you are you, I am me. Han Shu's frustration is like a mountain torrent.

Through the old iron door, a corner of the curtain was lifted up in the small red brick house, a small face flashed by, and the curtain fell down quickly.

"Okay, I didn't expect to meet you. I'll stop talking about it, so you won't say anything, so that you won't say I'm hypocritical. My water will be boiled."

She pushed open the iron door. Han Shu didn't believe her, but he seemed to have no right to stop her. His gaze followed her into the old yard, and the dense loquat trees grew beside the courtyard wall.
Chapter completed!