It was early spring in February.
The remaining cold has not dissipated, and the pedestrians on the street have not yet taken off their thick clothes. The water in the Lanjiang River has thawed and flows smoothly into the distance.
There were two small horses on the riverside, and only Jiang He was sitting, holding a fishing rod in his hand, waiting for the fish to take the bait.
Xu Qing stood not far away, waving his hands and kicking his feet, roaring from time to time, and stomping heavily.
Stomping can enhance the strength of the legs and feet, and long-term practice will increase the lethality of the legs, while the sound of the voice can exercise lung capacity and scare the enemy.
Practice your breath internally and your muscles, bones and skin externally.
"You scared my fish away."
Jiang He was dissatisfied with him being so close to him, and waved away:
"Go further."
"Practice will be over soon... Ha!"
Xu Qing let out a loud roar and continued to swing his fists.
Not to mention, practicing outside is much more comfortable than practicing at home, and the effect is better—he feels like he can kill a cow with one punch now.
It's just that I can't hold Jiang He, a little calf.
"… Hey!"
"… Humph!"
The spring breeze blew, and ripples appeared on the surface of the river, and the fish float suddenly swayed. Jiang He, who was about to continue talking, turned his head, held the fishing rod and lifted it up, and a fish the size of a palm was pulled out.
"There's soup for lunch."
Xu Qing glanced at the words, but did not answer, and continued to practice martial arts with a single eye.
There was no one by the river, and the two of them deliberately found a relatively remote place, so as not to be thought that he was sick.
The new buds on the tree have just sprouted, not much green yet, you need to get close to see them, they are bright yellow, indicating the beginning of the year.
"The most powerful thing about martial arts is not to defeat others, but to restrain one's own competitive spirit. In any case, benevolence, righteousness and morality must not be lost. Practicing martial arts is to strengthen the body and help others, not to hold down or force others.
do you understand? "
Xu Qing finally finished a set of exercises, standing on the spot and exhaling, the weather is getting warmer, the air he exhales is not like the condensed white mist in the cold winter, and the faint air disappears from his mouth as soon as he exits.
"I understand." Jiang He replied looking at the fishing rod.
She was just protecting herself all the time, not coercion. If this person didn't move around, those things wouldn't happen.
Among other things, before letting it go, if the pig's trotter dared to move around on her body, he must have broken it, and had to turn it around twice.
His eyes fell on Xu Qing, who was wiping his sweat and sitting on the side of the little Maza, picking up the fishing rod to see if the bait was stolen by the cunning fish.
"Look at what?"
Jiang He's eyes gave Xu Qing an inexplicable feeling.
"It's nothing." Jiang He looked away nonchalantly, and quietly moved his hanging hand twice.
It was not until noon, when the sun rose high and the temperature rose, that they put away their fishing rods and prepared to go home.
The harvest is not big, but a few palm-sized fish are only enough to make soup, and they are all caught by Jiang He.
Clean up the fish and throw it into the pot, then put a tomato on it and boil it. It tastes very fresh. The two of them had eaten it once a few days ago.
Go straight along the path, stepped on the dead branches and broken leaves on the ground, and came to the main road about ten minutes later. Xu Qing was carrying a small red bucket and fishing rod, and Jiang He was holding a small horse. while walking.
"Which one do you want to drink?"
Passing by the vending machine by the road, Xu Qing stopped to press a bottle of Coke, then asked Jiang He while touching his phone.
"Assam."
"You have to tell it that there are people hidden in this machine, tell the people inside, and then it will push it out for you and fall into this mouth." Xu Qing said.
Jiang He looked at him with the eyes of an idiot, "Do you still want to say that someone is hiding and counting money in the ATM, and after counting, help to stuff it out?"
"You know all of this?"
"Humph!"
If you can still be fooled by him now, don't do anything, just lie at home and have a baby.
"If I buy one to keep at home, can I spend my own money and put it back into my pocket, which is equivalent to not spending money?" Jiang He watched him scanning the code there, and couldn't help making a stupid voice again.
"In theory yes, but you still have to stuff the drink in and let it fall out."
Xu Qing didn't look back, tapped to pay, and a bottle of Coke fell out, "That's it."
After a moment of silence, he finally turned around: "Why don't you drink Coke too?"
The bottle that fell was stuck in the middle, neither up nor down, just right.
Xu Qing pointed to it, gestured and said, "I need to smash it down."
"… Ok."
Jiang He had no other choice, Assam was on the other side, if he persisted, Xu Qing's bottle would have to be stuck inside and unable to get out.
"Did you just think about moving one back to the Tang Dynasty, so that you can have a lot of drinks without spending money, and it can keep falling out?"
Xu Qing asked while operating, and at the same time tried to shake the machine to see if he could shake it down.
The most retarded thing about this kind of machine is that sometimes the drink gets stuck, and every time he regrets using it, but next time he will take a chance and think that he will not be so bad, and then continue to use it.
"I didn't think so."
"I think you must have something to think about."
Jiang He ignored him, and said again: "What if mine gets stuck too?"
"Normally not, because it is at such a high place, the impact of falling is enough to smash my bottle, and my bottle just happened to be sideways, you see."
Xu Qing solemnly pressed the password to complete the payment as if doing a physics experiment, followed by a bang.
The two fell silent.
"Crow mouth." Xu Qing pressed the machine and shook it twice, trying to shake it out.
"What should we do now?"
Jiang He watched him operate, looked around while holding the ponytail, and simply put it on the ground and sat down to watch him operate.
"Walk?"
Xu Qing struggled. If there were five yuan in it, it might just be forgotten, but the weight of two cans of Coke was heavier than five yuan, so he couldn't bear it.
"Why don't you press another bottle and smash them both down, and we'll put the extra in the refrigerator." Jiang He came up with a very reliable idea.
"Try?" Xu Qing asked.
"Try it."
"What if I get stuck again?"
"Hmm..." Jiang He was lost in thought.
She stared at the two bottles of Coke inside for a moment, then suddenly said: "If we leave and the next person smashes it down, will it cost two yuan and five to get three cans of Coke?"
"… yes."
It was even more uncomfortable to think about it.
"If the next person is also stuck, he will have no Coke to drink, and continue to accumulate to the next person." Xu Qing said while trying to reach in through the delivery port: "This will form a prize pool."
"Why didn't you call for a breakdown?" Jiang He asked.
"This call is difficult to solve our current problem, unless we are willing to wait here... But I want to go back and wait for you to make fresh fish soup now."
Xu Qing stood up and pressed the button again, deciding to try Jiang He's original idea.
The result is obvious, and the third bottle is also dead.
"Now there are seven and five yuan in it." Jiang He couldn't sit still, and stood up from the pony.
After studying the machine in front of her for a while, she looked up and looked around, "Is this very sturdy?"
"It should... be very strong, right?" Xu Qing faintly guessed what she was going to do, and couldn't help but look around.
boom!
Jiang He slapped it, and the machine shook violently.
Then bang bang bang...
"Go!"