Virtuous people are destined to suffer.
Twenty-seven is a virtuous person, so he must be the one responsible for cleaning up after the hazy mood on the summer night.
Ruan Qing also helped to kick the trash can over with his feet, but he couldn't help but feel a little sorry. After thinking about it, I decided to help reduce the burden on Twenty-seven.
The specific method was to run back to the study. About a quarter of an hour later, he ran back to claim credit: "I placed an order for the dishwasher and the sweeping robot."
"Can bowls be washed by a machine?" Twenty-seven was slightly surprised, "Doesn't that mean it has to be minced?"
When he talks about washing machines, what comes to his mind is washing machines. Put the porcelain inside and roll it around. When you open the door, you won't find a pile of crumbs
"Pfft." Ruan Qing held back her laughter and showed him the video of the dishwasher, "Watch it for yourself."
The ancients were really funny sometimes.
Twenty-seven put the cut fruit on the coffee table, wiped his hands and went to the sofa to look at it.
It turns out that the dishes are not tumbling, but the water flow is rotated and sprayed across. That sweeping robot says it can collect dust once a month, clean the mop and dry it by itself.
"I bought one before when I was in a first-tier city." Ruan Qing said, "But it's quite troublesome. The dishwasher has to be put and put away by someone, and the sweeping robot has to add water, pour out sewage, and clean up the dust box. I still use the auntie. convenient."
"Can you retreat?" he asked.
What does Ruan Qing want him to do if he has these two things
Twenty-seven's heart moved.
"As for these things, you see, even you don't think they are that convenient. This house is not big, and there are only two of you and me, so there is only so much work. You also know what I used to do. With my hand speed, , it’s just a matter of waving my hand.”
"That's right, there's always something unsatisfactory about using unfamiliar people." Twenty-seven said calmly, "Besides, I'm at home, so there's no need to invite anyone else."
Ruan Qing bought it if he wanted to. It was definitely not a matter of money.
Ruan Qing also mentioned that she once had a very sweet aunt when she was in a first-tier city. After two years in Jiangcheng, she had never found such a sweet aunt.
Twenty-seven said, picking up the fruit knife in the fruit bowl and turning it between his fingers to strengthen the credibility of what he said.
And he didn’t even know he was hooked, and his fingers were still poking around on the phone.
"It looks very troublesome. If you ask me to operate these machines, it's better to do it yourself." Twenty-seven said.
Ruan Qing sat next to Twenty-Seven, eating fruit and saying proudly, "With these two things, you will be relaxed in the future."
Twenty-seven's face looked very ugly.
Some hourly workers will even dare to wipe a rag from the toilet to the kitchen if you don't insist on it again and again.
He asked tentatively: "It seems very convenient, why didn't you use it before?"
"Ah? Oh." Ruan Qing came to his senses, "Yes. Do you really want to retreat? This is to reduce your burden."
Twenty-seven's understanding of today's world is not enough for him to understand the general trend that "machines will eventually replace human manual labor." But when he saw two seemingly "convenient" things, he immediately felt a sense of crisis.
Unexpectedly, when he raised his eyes, he saw Ruan Qing looking at his hand and knife, his expression slightly different from usual.
"Can you back out? If you can back out, just back off. I have the time to put down the dishes and close my wrists, and I've even finished washing the dishes." He said.
As he spoke, he kept moving his hand, as if inadvertently, letting the fruit knife continue to rotate between his fingers, shining brightly.
Sure enough, Ruan Qing, who was about to lower his head to refund the money on his phone, poked at the screen with his fingertips, but his eyes were involuntarily caught by Twenty-Seven's knife-wielding hand.
Twenty-seven realized it.
Ruan Qing likes his half-tied hair, and Ruan Qing likes knives. When Ruan Qing knew that he could fly over walls and fly over walls, his first instinctive reaction was surprise.
It turns out that she likes those fancy and flashy tricks.
Ruan Qing still didn't know that the second-level attribute in her bones was faintly seen by Twenty-Seven. When she saw Twenty-Seven's objection, she returned the dishwasher and sweeping robot she had just ordered: "Okay, return it. From now on. Thank you for your hard work."
Twenty-seven didn't take it seriously: "It's just some housework, why bother?"
Ruan Qing rested his elbows on the back of the sofa and raised his eyes to look at him.
Twenty-seven: "What's wrong?"
Ruan Qing paused and asked tentatively: "Did you have a hard time in the past?"
Twenty-seven: "In the past?"
"I mean, before you officially debut." Ruan Qing added.
Twenty-seven rubbed his chin: "Before the age of twelve?"
Ruan Qing's voice changed the tone: "How old are you?"
Nianqiyi was shocked: "Twelve years old. What's wrong?" Ruan Qing carefully asked for confirmation: "So it means... you started doing that when you were twelve years old?"
Speaking of "that", she also made a head-cutting motion with both hands.
Twenty-seven found it a bit funny: "Yes."
But Ruan Qing didn't find it funny.
Just as Twenty-Seven first accepted the surrounding environment before she began to have the sense of dreaming, Ruan Qing actually did the same - she first accepted his time travel with excitement and curiosity, and took in this killer from ancient times, and then she became even slower than Twenty-Seven. , the reflex arc is longer, and it is only now that I begin to feel a little bit that those killings and sacrifices are not novels, they really happened to Twenty-Seven, and are his real life.
Ruan Qing's eyes showed pity and intolerance involuntarily.
Twenty-seven saw it. He lowered his eyes to avoid this kind of pity, then raised his eyes and smiled, comforting her: "It's okay. It's just that practicing was a bit harder before I started training, but I won't be hungry. After I started training, it will be different. Food and clothing are not the same." Everything is getting better."
"That's for sure. After I graduated, I started working for them to make money. They are all child laborers. How can I not give them good treatment?" Ruan Qing angrily said.
"Fortunately, I was already twelve years old when I started training. I was as tall as my master, so I can't be considered a child laborer." Twenty-seven said, "In addition to wealthy families and scholars, ordinary people who are eleven or twelve years old also have to work as a child laborer." Starting to support the family. Those who start working as apprentices in a shop at the age of seven or eight are considered child laborers."
Limitations of the times! This is the limitation of the times! Ruan Qing opened his mouth to refute, but suddenly realized that it was really difficult to communicate. It's easy to get someone to agree to what you can and can't do. But it is basically impossible for him to change his cognition and reshape his entire outlook.
A killer will not feel that human life is precious, not only because he has killed many people, but also because he himself is dancing on the tip of the knife. If he is drunk today, who knows if he will still be alive tomorrow.
Thinking of this, Ruan Qing suddenly felt very uncomfortable.
At this moment, Ruan Qing began to feel how naive and childish he was as a curious breeder.
The old scars on Twenty-Seven that made her feel so sexy and sexy before began to make her breathing heavy.
I wanted to apologize to Twenty-Seven, my lips moved slightly, but I found that I couldn't say anything.
Her emotions were clearly conveyed in her expression.
Twenty-seven could feel that he felt that she was too sentimental, and he couldn't help but laugh: "Don't pity me, it's not easy for anyone to make a living. I am an orphan. If I hadn't been bought back, I might have died of starvation or illness before long. Outside. At least our family has enough food and clothing, and our doctor is a well-known miracle doctor in the world."
Yes, ancient society was like that.
Infant and female mortality rates are extremely high. A woman who gives birth to ten children in her lifetime may only survive four or five. A man may marry five or six wives in his lifetime, because all of them died in childbirth.
The average life expectancy is thirty or forty years. So when Twenty-Seven first arrived, he introduced himself as "about to be a grandfather", which was not an exaggeration at all.
Ruan Qing sighed: "Suddenly I no longer want to travel through time."
Really, she suddenly lost interest in "traveling back to ancient times", something she had dreamed about for many years.
Twenty-seven thought this was even more ridiculous.
"The longer I stay here, the more I can't understand how you could want to go back to my time." He said, "How could an educated person like you not understand how deep the gap of thousands of years is?"
"Oh, actually..." Ruan Qing licked her lips and told the truth, "Even modern people feel that they have hundreds of thousands of years of experience and knowledge than the ancients, and they all feel that if they travel back to ancient times, they can use these Knowledge will definitely make things prosperous in ancient times."
"For example, this person may be an ordinary worker in modern times, but back in ancient times, he made glass and steel and made a lot of money. Going further, maybe this person has greater ambitions and develops some modern weapons. , dynamite and so on, and be rewarded by the emperor with titles like princes and ministers. Or even use the skills at your disposal to build your own armed forces to overthrow the existing dynasty and proclaim yourself king."
"I just want this feeling of pleasure."
"Then have you ever thought about it?" Twenty-seven rubbed his chin and asked from his soul, "If you go through it, you won't be as lucky as me to meet kind-hearted people."
"You pass through, a pack of wolves in the wilderness, and you become flesh."
"You go through, there are a group of bandits in the wilderness, you... well, you may have a hard time dying."
"You go through it and catch up with the current epidemic. There is a lack of medical treatment and medicine, and the countryside is dying of illness."
"You go through it, and you are in the city. You are a single woman, and you go out on the street with your arms and legs exposed. It doesn't matter whether you will be slighted by the gangsters... If you are acting like a gangster, even if the government officials see you, they will have to shackle you and treat you. If you are guilty of being immoral and morally corrupt, your life may be lost if you go down for dozens of times.”
"Even if you are lucky, you go through and encounter none of these. I just ask you, if you want to do this or that, what will you do with it?"
"You are penniless. You only carry a mobile phone, two packs of tissues, and a lipstick. How can you rent a shop, hire manpower, and buy raw materials?"
"No, it's too far off topic. It's about... What are you going to eat when you go through there? People are already starving to death before the great cause has even started."
Ruan Qing told him that his face turned green and he struggled desperately: "I can't be so unlucky, isn't it said that the ancient folk customs are simple? I can't even meet a good person who can give me a bowl of rice. I can still rely on the monks. It’s alms to eat.”
"Well, you're lucky. You met a kind-hearted old woman when you went there. She saw you, a weak woman, begging for food. She took pity on you and asked you to go back with her to eat." Twenty-seven said, "You went away happily, thinking that from now on Started a prosperous life.”
"In the end, she took you to a brothel and sold you. No matter if you liked it or not, you drank a bowl of medicine and you woke up already in ruins." Twenty-seven shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity that a great cause died before it started."
Ruan Qing: "..."
Oh!
(End of chapter)