My street stall reaches all worlds

"Why are you asking this?" Han Cheng asked, not knowing what kind of medicine this little girl was selling in her gourd.

"It's nothing, just a little curious, just ask." I don't know if it was his illusion, Han Cheng felt that Nan Xingchen's mood suddenly improved a lot for some reason, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"I've finished the task my brother gave me, so let's go first." Nan Xingchen said with a smile, and went out before Han Cheng could respond, leaving only a happy back.

"The little girl is from every family, and I don't know how to be careful." Han Cheng shook his head and said, looking at Nan Xingchen really like a worried elder brother looking at his sister.

Although Nan Xingchen's age is really approaching as she said, she is still underage. The most important thing for a girl of this age is to get along with her peers at school, instead of being like this every day. idly.

So if there is a chance, he still wants to talk to Nan Batian about Nan Xingchen, whether this is a long-term solution.

Since there are only two brothers and sisters in this world who depend on each other for life, they should each make themselves stronger to become each other's shield, not a weakness.

It has to be said that Nan Batian's contacts in the night market over the years are still good, as can be seen from the document Han Cheng just got.

In addition to the information that Han Cheng mentioned, this document even contains some content that he didn't mention at all.

After carefully reading this document, a night market acquisition and management plan has already appeared in Han Cheng's mind, but this is his initial idea. If he really wants to be safe, he may still need to ask Ren's father Views.

Speaking of which, he hadn't seen Ren's parents for a while, and just when Ren Xuebing called to invite him to have dinner at home, he refused without hesitation.

After hanging up the phone, he also felt that what he promised just now was too straightforward, which was clearly not his style.

In the past, he was used to being alone and didn't like to get together with others, but now he agreed to go to other people's homes to have dinner together without hesitation, and he didn't know what went wrong.

Maybe it's because being in Ren's house can make him feel the warmth of the long-lost home.

He has been alone for so many years, and he is used to living alone, and he has even forgotten what it feels like to have a home.

After tidying himself up, Han Cheng bought some things and went to Ren's house. When he got to the door, he smelled the tempting aroma emanating from the house, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

This smell has completely drawn out the gluttons in his stomach.

"Here?" Ren Xuebing was helping his mother in the kitchen, while Ren's father was sitting in the living room reading the newspaper, and looked at Han Cheng lovingly after hearing footsteps.

Han Cheng nodded, put down the things in his hand, and sat down beside Ren's father.

"Xiao Cheng, do you know how to play chess?" Ren's father asked Han Chengdao, "It may take some time before the food is ready. If you know how to play chess, why don't we come and learn from each other."

If it is about discussing business, Han Cheng is definitely not good at it, but if it is about playing chess, it is really something Han Cheng is good at.

In the kitchen, Ren Xuebing's mother and daughter and the aunt at home are busy preparing for a sumptuous dinner, while in the living room outside, two men are engrossed in a game of chess. This scene is actually very warm.

It's just that there is a pair of eyes staring fiercely outside the house, and there are greed and unwillingness in those eyes.

"Han Cheng, it turns out that you were so anxious to get rid of me because of this woman. It doesn't matter, even if I can't get your man, I can get your money."

Song Yiyi, who had been following Han Cheng for a long time, saw such a scene, her heart was almost filled with jealousy, she watched Han Cheng live in the big house she dreamed of, but everything was incompatible with her. She has nothing to do with her anymore, how could she be reconciled.

So she must try her best to get back what belongs to her.

A meal was enough, Han Cheng wanted to leave, but Ren Xuebing sent him out as usual, and the two stood at the door and chatted briefly about the night market.

When the two elders in the room saw the children, they couldn't help expressing emotion.

"What do you think of Xiao Cheng?" Ren's father looked at the young but mature Han Cheng standing opposite his daughter, and turned his head slightly to ask his wife.

Mrs. Ren also likes Han Cheng very much, not only because he saved his daughter and returned to Ren's Group, but more importantly, this young man's character is extremely rare.

"He is a rare good boy." Mrs. Ren replied from the bottom of her heart.

"Yeah, that's what I think too. It's not easy to have the courage and vigor of him at such a young age. If we have such a son, I can safely teach him what I have learned all my life." Ren Xuebing His father made no secret of his admiration for Han Cheng.

Mrs. Ren couldn't help but feel moved when she heard this, she turned her head to look at her husband and asked, "Do you have any thoughts?"

Mr. Ren nodded with a smile in his eyes. From the eyes of his wife, it can be seen that she must have some thoughts, and he couldn't help laughing: "It seems that we should think about it together."

The husband and wife seemed to have a tacit understanding, Mrs. Ren smiled and said to her husband: "Then tell me what you think first?"

She wanted to see if the two of them had the same thoughts.

"Otherwise, let's recognize Xiaocheng as a godson. We have no sons, and Hinayana has no parents. Isn't this the best of both worlds?" Mr. Ren happily suggested to his wife.

Although the husband and wife gave all their love to their daughter, some ambitions can only be achieved by men, and women must be well protected after all. If Han Cheng becomes their godson, they will treat them like their own. Like his son, he passed on all his abilities and skills to him.

Originally, he thought that after he finished speaking, his wife would be very happy. Mr. Ren even put on an arrogant expression of "you don't hurry to praise me", but he didn't expect to see his wife's face change.

"Godson?" Mrs. Ren asked again as if she couldn't believe her ears, and she saw her husband nodding with certainty.

"We already have Xue Bing, the best daughter in the world, so we don't need a godson or daughter." Mrs. Ren said to her husband reproachfully.