Han Sanqian bought a mountainside villa to give Su Yingxia a better morning running environment. However, after becoming pregnant, Su Yingxia had already left the matter of morning running. Of course, she cannot be blamed for being lazy, but reality no longer allows her to do so.

Nowadays, as a mother, Su Yingxia has too many things to be distracted, so she doesn't care about this matter.

At six o'clock in the morning, there was no need to call the alarm, and Han Sanqian woke up. This was a habit that he had developed over the years.

Looking at the sleeping Su Yingxia, Han Sanqian carefully put on his clothes and left the villa.

The air in the villa area of ​​Gentingshan is still the best in Yuncheng. Now, because Han Sanqian lives here, the price of the villa area has long doubled, and it has no market value, because many people hope to spend a lot of money to become Han Sanqian's neighbor, but how could people who originally lived here give up this original advantage for the sake of money?

Going up the mountain road, Han Sanqian had run with Su Yingxia many times, and now he returns to his hometown, many memories come to his mind. Han Sanqian doesn't know how long this kind of life can last, so he can only try his best to seize the current time and be a competent husband and father.

When you arrive at the top of the mountain, the feeling of the cold wind invades makes people feel uncomfortable, and it is like a knife blowing on your face.

"Huh!" Han Sanqian thought that only he would ask for trouble in the middle of winter, but he didn't expect that there was still a person standing on the top of the mountain.

When Han Sanqian walked forward, he found that the other party was an old man, with his long white beard and looked like an immortal, like an old god descending from the sky.

"Old man, aren't you afraid of the cold in the middle of winter?" Han Sanqian asked.

The old man smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid?"

"I am a young man, with a national defense body. What does this coldness mean? You can't compare with me." Han Sanqian said.

The old man stroked his beard and turned to look at Han Sanqian and said, "Does he have to hide at home when he is old?"

Han Sanqian didn't expect that the old man was still stubborn. He would definitely be unhappy to say so, so he quickly said, "I don't mean that, but you have to think about your own health. If you have a cold or cold, it will be bad."

Of course, Han Sanqian was not afraid of offending him, but did not want to be serious with an old man.

"My body..." Before he could say anything, the old man couldn't help but sneeze and could only take back all the things he was about to say.

"In the face of time, I have to bow my head, you might as well go down the mountain quickly." Han Sanqian said with a smile.

The old man looked embarrassed. The wind on the top of the mountain was indeed a bit beyond his imagination, but his purpose of finding Han Sanqian had not yet achieved it, so he could not just leave.

"I……"

"Old man, it's really a bit too cold, I'll go down the mountain first." Han Sanqian said, then turned around and left.

The old man stood there in a daze, watching Han Sanqian's back walking away, and then came to his senses.

"Old man, I was waiting for you early in the morning. The young man now can't even stand the cold wind!" After saying that, the old man sneezed again, shivered all over, and quickly pulled up his collar.

Back at the villa, He Ting and Jiang Yingying had already gotten up and prepared breakfast. This time is no problem in summer, but it is unnecessary to get up so early in winter.

"Aunt He, you can get up late. Now in winter, no one will get up so early to have a meal." Han Sanqian said to He Ting.

He Ting smiled and said, "It's not a bad thing to prepare early. It's very cold outside. Come and have some hot porridge."

Han Sanqian was about to go to have porridge when the doorbell suddenly rang.

At this time, who will come to your home?

Han Sanqian thought of Mo Yang at the first time, and he dared to disturb him at such an early time.

However, after opening the door, Han Sanqian found that the person standing outside the door was the old man on the top of the mountain.

There are rules for private territories in the villa area of ​​Genting Mountain. If he is a person living here, he would not know about this.

"Old man, are you asking me for trouble?" Han Sanqian asked in confusion.

"You bastard, you have no patience at all. I haven't finished speaking yet." The old man looked cursing.

"What do you want to say?" Han Sanqian looked puzzled. Could it be that the old man was waiting for him on the top of the mountain? If so, he should know his identity. How dare he talk to him in this tone?

"Can you let me in first? I, an old man, suffer from cold? Do you have the heart to bear it?" said the old man.

Han Sanqian was amused and crying. This old man had a bad temper. Moreover, he was not forced to go to the top of the mountain to get cold, so why did it seem that he was wrong?

"Okay, come in first." Han Sanqian stepped forward.

When the old man walked into the house, He Ting was holding a bowl of steaming rice porridge, which was prepared for Han Sanqian, but he didn't treat himself as an outsider at all, and walked over and took it in his hands.

He Ting looked at Han Sanqian in confusion.

Han Sanqian shook his head at her, and He Ting stopped asking more questions.

"It feels so comfortable." After a bite of porridge, I felt warm all over. The old man looked like he enjoyed it, and then took a second sip.

Han Sanqian dared to be so arrogant in the villa on the mountainside, and he really couldn't think of what role this old man was. In Yuncheng, no matter who saw him, he had to be trembling. How could he act so unscrupulously like him?

After he drank all the bowl of porridge, Han Sanqian asked, "What do you want to say to me?"

The old man returned to his previous mysterious appearance, but his performance made Han Sanqian feel like a charlatan, and it seemed that he should be sarcastic about the mystery next.

"Give you a chance to change the world, what do you want to turn it into?" said the old man.

Sure enough, this old guy is not a good person. Han Sanqian's first instinct was that he was going to start fooling him. Han Sanqian was too lazy to even talk to him about such a person.

"Old man, let's see what the world is like first." Han Sanqian finished speaking, walked to the door and opened the door.

The old man thought Han Sanqian wanted to talk about his views on the world, so he walked to the door and asked, "What do you think? Tell me."

"You go out first." Han Sanqian said.

The old man did not doubt that he had, and took another step forward, and this step happened to walk out of the door.

With a slam, the door was ruthlessly closed.

The old man was stunned for a moment and said in disbelief: "Damn, the young people now..."

In the villa, He Ting asked Han Sanqian: "Is he the one who lives here?"

"Just a charlatan. If he comes again in the future, he will directly let the security department bombard him." Han Sanqian said.
Chapter completed!