"Are you a pig? An Chuxia?" Han Qilu turned to look at her after parking the car, and said, "That was my uncle's man, have you forgotten it? My uncle is here, he is here almost every year. But it’s a bit late this year."

An Chuxia's nerves tightened, and her eyes widened: "No wonder Mommy said there are customers! I still think about any customers that make her so worried. Oh my God... It turns out to be your uncle. Isn't your uncle fierce? See if I still don't want to get out of the car...When he leaves, I will..."

She was nervous for no reason, and she couldn't help grasping the seat belt.

"He wants to leave on the second day of the new year, so you can sit here until the second day of the new year." Han Qilu finished this sentence and got out of the car without even looking at her.

"Hey—" An Chuxia yelled, Han Qilu had already thrown the car keys to the servant, and walked away by himself!

Fortunately, when she was still in the cemetery, she felt that he was gentle and considerate, and she was really blinded by the words "gentle and considerate"!

After a long silence in the car, she finally got out of the car.

"Asshole! You won't wait for someone as high as your uncle to come! I'm a little person, can you not be nervous to see him?! Asshole! Han Qilu is a big wood!" An Chuxia stomped the ground. Rang, said angrily.

"Don't worry about me as a bastard, why am I still a big wood?" Han Qilu's voice suddenly sounded.

She was startled, her heartbeat speeded up suddenly, and she turned her head to see Han Qilu coming out from behind a car.

This guy hasn't left, and has been waiting for her!

"Wood is wood!" An Chuxia glared at him and walked forward on her own.

"Hey--"

Han Qilu shouted, she deliberately ignored it, but accelerated her pace.

A few seconds later, Han Qilu chased him up, frowning and said, "Don't you want me to wait for you? Why are you angry when I wait for you?"

"I'm not angry!" An Chuxia glared again.

Han Qilu laughed blankly: "Come on! Your cheeks are bulging like a balloon. Isn't it still not angry? Okay! Don't be angry, it's my fault. I didn't wait for you at first. I admit it. Right?"

"Humph!" An Chuxia let out a cold snort from the tip of his nose, but slowed down.

When approaching the hall, she finally couldn't hold it, pulled Han Qilu's sleeve, and asked, "Is your uncle fierce?"

"Fierce?" Han Qilu stunned for a moment: "Be fierce to his subordinates, right? You will definitely not be fierce to you. He is very easy-going, so don't worry. Also, don't be too cautious in front of him. He was not happy."

"But..." But how can you be casual when you meet for the first time?

Before she finished her words, Housekeeper Han walked out of the hall head-on and saw the faces of the two people stunned. Then he walked over with a smile and said, "Master, grandma, my brother-in-law is back, waiting in the hall. You have been a long time."

An Chuxia subconsciously grasped Han Qilu's sleeve tightly.

How could she have a sense of tension that an ugly wife is about to meet her in-laws? Uncle is not in-law...

"Don't be nervous, let's go." Han Qilu patted her hand and pulled her into the hall.

"Hahaha..." A burst of hearty laughter came out: "What about this? I really didn't expect this kid to..."

"Come!" Jiang Yuanyuan interrupted the man, got up from the sofa, looked at the door, and said with a smile: "Little Chuxia, are you back? Come here, Mommy's brother is back, come and call uncle. "

An Chuxia stayed in a daze, looked towards Jiang Yuanyuan, and fell on that uncle. The man in the military uniform had dark skin but solid flesh, his thick eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a pair of energetic big eyes were staring at her.

"Go." Han Qilu whispered, pulling her sleeve.

"Stop!" A sonorous voice sounded, and it was the uncle who was speaking-Jiang Guoli.

Did you tell her to stop? why?

An Chuxia's face turned pale, and she stood there, not even knowing where to put her hands.

If Han Liuhai's aura gives people the feeling that they don't dare to speak loudly, then this uncle's aura is a seriousness that makes people afraid to breathe. She thought Han Liuhai was the most aura of the people she met, but she didn't think so now.

This uncle, sitting there relaxed, a "stop" can make people dare not move.

People who are more timid will be scared to cry.

Jiang Yuanyuan glanced at her brother strangely, Han Qilu's face was also dark, and he took a few steps forward: "Uncle, you..."

"Leave?! I'll let you stand there." Jiang Guoli looked serious, and everyone suddenly realized that this is not called An Chuxia to stop, but Han Qilu to stop!

But she didn't dare to move for a while, this person's aura was really extraordinary!

Han Qilu froze in place, his face a little bad.

"Little Chuxia, come here!" Jiang Guoli showed a kind smile on his face, and his tone softened: "Don't be there, come here, uncle has known you a long time ago, and I wanted to observe what you are like people."

"Observe?" Jiang Yuanyuan twisted her eyebrows: "Should you observe the enemy's situation?"

"Isn't I staying in the army too much?" Jiang Guoli smiled twice, raised his hand and beckoned to her: "Don't be pestle, come here."

This change in face and tone also jumped too fast, right?

An Chuxia didn't dare to think too much, and hurriedly walked over, stopping when the uncle was still three steps away.

"Stop!" At this moment, Jiang Guoli shouted again, and Han Qilu, who was standing behind An Chuxia, turned black.

"What are you playing?" Han Qilu frowned, the folds of his brows could kill a fly.

"Who is playing with you? Adjutant Liu, tie him up for me!" Jiang Guoli pointed to Han Qilu, then pointed to Han Qilu.

A few simple words have an aura that cannot be questioned.

Later, An Chuxia learned that Han Liuhai had also stayed in the army in his early years. He was Han Liuhai's adjutant, so this uncle called Han Guanjia as Liu's adjutant.

Butler Han looked embarrassed, but Han Qilu said, "It's OK, don't tie it up, I just stand still."

Han Qilu looked innocent and helpless. Fortunately, he told An Chuxia before that his uncle was only fierce to his subordinates, but he didn't think about it. This was just slapping his own face! After entering the door, he was said to stop before he finished speaking.

Who did you provoke? Really!

An Chuxia looked embarrassed. She didn't know what was going on. Didn't she say that it was not fierce to people? Isn't this fierce?

"Come here, Xiao Chuxia." Uncle stretched out his hand and pulled her past, and directly pulled her to sit down beside him. Upon closer inspection, his smile was actually so similar to Jiang Yuanyuan. She is indeed a sister and brother, and she is even called "Little Early Summer".

"Thank you." She smiled politely, her palms already sweating.

"Family, what are you polite? My sister said, she treats you as her own daughter. My sister's own daughter is my own daughter!" Jiang Guoli said and smiled heartily.

just……

"My sister's own daughter is my own daughter". Why does she sound a little strange to this?

Jiang Yuanyuan didn’t care about Han Qilu, and said to her with a smile, “Little Chuxia, you’re welcome. He, my brother, is very easy-going. You, just call him uncle. I will go to A in the future. Look for him in any situation, his troops are there."

A is located in the imperial capital. Look at the two bars and one star on his shoulder. This is a symbol of shining power!

The Han family, as expected, none of them are fuel-efficient lamps!

"Well, uncle." She whispered, but she was still quite nervous.

"Hey!" Jiang Guoli promised loudly, looking extremely happy, turning his head and saying to Steward Han: "Adjutant Liu, bring me the gift I prepared for Xiao Chuxia."

"Gift?" Han Qilu raised his eyebrows: "You never came back and brought me a gift since I can remember? It's really unprecedented. Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Jiang Guoli looked very calm, glanced at Han Qilu and said, "What gift do you big man want? What's wrong? Would you be happy if I give you a doll every year? Really!"

Han Qilu's face turned dark, and he closed his mouth and said nothing.

Butler Han quickly brought a rectangular carton over. The carton was well packed and a big bow was tied on it.

It's hard to imagine a scene in a military uniform with a few gunmen who pack this box. It must be a sensation for a group of people, right?

"This is a gift I bought for you." Jiang Guoli took the rectangular box and handed it to An Chuxia. He smiled and said: "Look if you like it or not. If you don't like it, I'll take you to pick it! "

Looks like a wealthy man...

An Chuxia smiled stiffly, such enthusiasm really made her a little uncomfortable.

But people don't like twitching people, so she just took it and put it on her lap. Under the eyes of everyone, she untied the bow and removed the lid.

The eyes of the people in the whole room fell on her lap, and everyone was very curious about what the uncle was going to give away.

As soon as the box opened, everyone who saw it couldn't help holding their breath.

Inside is a bright red rose with gilt lace. It is obviously an artificial rose, but it is exactly the same as a real rose except that it is a little bigger than a real rose. The most amazing thing is not the rose, nor the emerald green leaves, but the "dewdrop" on the rose.

This dewdrop is not a real dewdrop, of course it is also fake. The raw material is diamonds, which are made into the shape of dewdrops, just like fiery red roses with dewdrops in the morning.

This is simply not too beautiful!

Regardless of the price of the "dewdrop" and the Phnom Penh, the workmanship of the red rose is simply breathtaking.

"So beautiful..." An Chuxia couldn't help but exclaimed.