In the afternoon Xu Qing put away the iron rings of the pliers, the casino was closed during the May Day holiday, and he didn't have to watch the stock ECG. He wanted to turn around and watch Jiang He play games, but there was no one at the computer.
Picking up the phone to look at it, Jiang He didn’t send any photos and came back to tell him what he had seen and heard during the trip. Suddenly, he felt a little nothing to do. He got up and moved his body. The air inside does not seem so stuffy.
Sometimes people are very strange. They have nothing to do every day when they are free, but when others are on vacation, he just wants to do something.
After tinkering around, Xu Qing moved the electric fan out of the utility room, found a small wooden shelf to prop it up, and placed it next to Jiang He's computer. After thinking about it, he also pulled the sofa he often sat on here , so that as long as the fan shakes its head, both of them can get the wind.
After clapping his hands, Xu Qing sat on Jiang He's chair and tried it out. After sitting and turning half a circle, he could put his legs on the sofa and enjoy such a comfortable half-lying and half-reclining posture, but Jiang He only likes Crossing his legs makes him feel comfortable.
Squinting his eyes for a while, he turned on Jiang He's computer casually, Xu Qing was a little hurt looking at the startup page.
There is a password set on it.
Who do you take him for? Could it be possible to peek at the browsing history
Xu Qing turned off the computer angrily, stood up and looked around, without doing anything, then moved the coffee table in the middle of the living room to one side, moved the stool away, and changed the layout of the living room to an unreasonably spacious one. a lot.
In winter, if it is placed densely, it will look warmer, and in summer, it will be more spacious and refreshing. Xu Qing has forgotten where he heard this statement, but it does feel a little bit like that, and his heart is much smoother.
Take the ginger seedlings next to the TV to the window to ventilate, and wipe the leaves by the way. Before finishing wiping, Xu Qing saw two figures, one old and one young, approaching in the distance outside. They were gossiping, Jiang He turned his head when passing by, and saw Xu Qing by the window looking at them with the pot of ginger seedlings.
"What are u doing?"
Jiang He asked from the window through the greenery in the middle.
She was carrying her own bag, holding a pot of prickly pear in her hand, small, only the size of a fist, with a blue umbrella hanging on her finger, and a handbag hanging on the other side. Quite abundant.
"A breath of fresh air."
"Hey, you'll die of exhaustion if you come out to breathe?" Cheng Yulan also saw Xu Qing's upper body exposed by the window, and felt ridiculous at his words of breathing fresh air.
Although there is a green belt outside the window, what is the operation of opening the window while sitting in the house
"You can breathe when you open the window, why run out?"
Xu Qing plausibly wiped the ginger leaves with a yellowed cloth, and then raised his head, Jiang He and the two had already turned away.
After a while, there was the sound of keys turning at the door. Jiang He came in from the door, closed the door, put the prickly pear on the table, looked around the changed furnishings in the living room, and hung the umbrella on the sticky hook behind the door.
"I saw a potted plant on the road. The small green one was very beautiful, but Aunt Cheng said that this prickly pear was anti-radiation, so I bought it back for eight yuan."
After Jiang He sorted everything out, he took off his bag as well, then took the prickly pear to look left and right, put it on the small table where Xu Qing often used the computer, and explained to Xu Qing.
Xu Qing scratched her head, looked back at her playing with the prickly pear, and couldn't help but ask, "Do you know what radiation is?"
"Invisible, it sounds terrible." Jiang He searched on Baidu, half understanding, but still subconsciously felt that this is not a good thing.
Chinese characters are amazing. Even if you don't understand the meaning of many things, you can vaguely feel its meaning from the shape of the characters.
'Radiation' doesn't sound like a good thing.
Xu Qing didn't correct her rumor about whether prickly prickly pears can protect against radiation. Anyway, she just did it casually. If she really cared, Baidu would tell her the truth.
"What's that?" He motioned to the handbag Jiang He was opening.
"The snacks I bought include peanut crisps, dried sweet potatoes, and raisins..."
Jiang He took the snacks out of the bag. They were not packaged like the ones bought in the supermarket, but loosely weighed. Xu Qing saw Cheng Yulan carrying the same bag just now. It seemed that the two of them were pushing together on the side of the road. Bought it from the car dealer.
The elderly like dried sweet potatoes very much. Hold it in your mouth and wait for it to soften. One piece can last for a long time. Xu Qing also likes it. Jiang He stared at him.
"You didn't even wash your hands."
Just took the rag, it was disgusting to think about it, Xu Qing ran to wash his hands listlessly, not forgetting to speak hard: "It's not clean, you won't get sick if you eat it."
The dried sweet potatoes looked like they had been sun-dried, and it looked like they were homemade, not steamed and dried on the assembly line with some additives. Jiang He didn't plan to buy it at first, but after seeing Cheng Yulan bought a lot, he followed buy some.
Xu Qing came out after drying his hands, and saw Jiang He eating the dried sweet potato slowly, as if he had hit some strange taste bud of hers, he squinted his eyes, showing the appearance of savoring the aftertaste carefully.
"A broken snack just gives you an elegant taste." Xu Qing couldn't help complaining, that's how other people taste red wine.
"Don't you think it's delicious?" Jiang He felt a little surprised, originally thought it was such an ugly thing...
She didn't expect Xu Qing to like it, and she didn't expect it to be delicious. Food is divided into grades, and the more expensive the better, she just bought it to taste, and the result was beyond her expectations.
“Delicious is delicious...”
Xu Qing pinched another piece and put it in his mouth, "But it's not as exaggerated as you are, is it?"
"I bought less. If I knew it, I would buy more. Put a piece in your mouth while playing games, and you can eat it for a long time."
"Just buy it next time you see it."
Xu Qing grabbed a handful of raisins, looked sideways at Jiang He's staring at the dried sweet potatoes, and couldn't help frowning.
"Aren't you thinking of making a bunch yourself and eating them while playing games, and then let others buy them?"
This thing is indeed more reliable than pickles, after all, no one uses pickles as a snack.
"How do you know?!" Jiang He was surprised, she felt that Xu Qing seemed more and more like a roundworm in her stomach.
Although she shouldn't have that thing in her stomach.
"I... um... this is more reliable than pickles."
Xu Qing shook his head. Dried sweet potatoes should be a memory of many people. His grandmother liked to make this thing when he was a child.
If you really want to do this, say that you make it yourself. Not only does it save the food certificate for selling pickles, but you can also mail it directly. You don’t need to go through a certain treasure, just add a WeChat, and the snacks are much easier than selling pickles. up.
Thinking of this, Xu Qing squeezed a handful of raisins into his mouth, "You can make it if you want, but I won't help you."
"Oh."
"It won't make a lot of money, but if you can find a way to sell it, it is a very successful experience."
Jiang He didn't speak, just took the raisins and threw them into his mouth. The sour raisins were different from the sweet ones eaten during Chinese New Year, and tasted better.
It is also different from the deliciousness of cakes. Eating cakes is happiness, and eating this is happiness. Anyway, it is very pleasant.
She seldom spends money on shopping. She buys some yogurt drinks at the supermarket at most. Only now did she realize that there are so many good things hidden on the side of the road. Xu Qing has never bought them before.
"Open your mouth."
Jiang He saw that Xu Qing was eating the same thing as the little pig, so he stuffed a small handful of raisins into his mouth and ate them, and said while holding one.
Xu Qing had already sat back in front of the window sill, and opened his mouth when he heard the voice.
Jiang He threw it lightly, and the raisin fell into his mouth across half of the living room.
"It's fun!"
Xu Qing didn't expect to be so precise, "I want dried sweet potatoes."
"Open your mouth."
Dried sweet potatoes floated across half of the living room again.
"What else do you want?" Jiang He also discovered the fun in this, picked up the peanut cake and asked, "Do you want to eat this?"
"No more." Xu Qing shook his head.
"Don't eat?"
"It feels like feeding a dog."
"Cough cough... cough..." Jiang He choked himself and couldn't help laughing.
"Come on, eat the last one."
"I won't eat."
"Quick, I'm throwing it away!"
Jiang He gestured with a piece of dried sweet potato, Xu Qing shrugged, and had no choice but to open his mouth to enjoy the female hero's feeding service.
Seeing Xu Qing's helpless expression, Jiang He shook his hair, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.
The past, the future, the present, time and space seem to be blurred at this moment, and the clear boundaries disappear, Xu Qing has been sitting there waiting for her.
The person sitting by the window seemed to be destined.
"I am going tocook."
Jiang He threw the raisins in his hand into his mouth, stood up and said.
"Ok."
Xu Qing responded, lying on the window sill and looking outside, the night had just cast a shadow, the street lights hadn't been turned on, the evening wind was blowing slowly, it felt very cool.
Jiang He, who said that he was going to cook, did not go to the kitchen, but came behind him silently, startling Xu Qing, "Why are you walking so silently?"
"Hug me."
"Uh?"
Xu Qing was stunned for a moment, and pulled her into his arms without knowing why.
Jiang He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, looked up at Xu Qing, "Can I get married with an ID card?"
All encounters in the world are reunions after a long absence—she now understands what it feels like.
The living room hadn't turned on the lights yet, but Xu Qing saw the sparkle in her eyes.