After reading a bunch of photos on the phone, Zhou Suzhi knew it all.
Whether he was walking, sitting or going out for a stroll, Xu Qing would take a few photos casually. Even if he wasn't his girlfriend for the time being, this kid was still interesting to him.
Xu Qing is interested in her - she is staying with Xu Qing.
Obviously interesting to each other.
"You look quite young, eighteen, right? Where do you go to school?"
"I didn't go to school."
"Didn't go to school? How could he be so handsome without going to school?"
"What does going to school have to do with being good-looking?" Xu Qing wondered, "It's not a beauty pageant. Isn't it reasonable for people from poor families to afford education?"
"If someone is a high-achieving student, he would like him? Every day, he idles around at home with a computer, and doesn't even have a job." Xu Wenbin scoffed.
"That's right, I haven't gnawed on the old, and you can hum me with your nose when I'm old."
"Hmph, you want to nibble on me but don't let me go."
"How did you guys know each other?" Zhou Suzhi didn't bother to bother with the bickering between the father and son, and it was a pity that the girl didn't go to school at such a young age, "Isn't she from Jiangcheng?"
"Let's talk about my old age." Xu Qing was helpless, and didn't want to talk too much about Jiang He.
The female hero has not yet figured out how to survive in this world, and they have already arranged for people to draw red lines. They shouldn't, really shouldn't.
After eating, it was nearly 8:30 in the evening, and the night was dark. Zhou Suzhi packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them up. Xu Wenbin sat on the sofa and watched TV with tea. Xu Qing stayed for a while, watching and asking, nothing. When things were done, he got up and left.
"I'm going back first, you guys go to bed early, mom, don't go playing mahjong every day, it will make my dad hungry."
"It's harder for her not to play mahjong than for you not to stay at home." Xu Wenbin has a magical ability to transfer anything to Xu Qing.
"Wait, I heard people say that you are haunted by ghosts, and they said it in a decent way, why are there women crying in the middle of the night, what are the red-clothed ghosts... are you okay?"
Zhou Suzhi wanted to ask when she was eating, but was delayed by Jiang He's photo, and now she remembered.
Xu Qing didn't expect that this would soon turn into an urban ghost talk, scratched his head and thought about it, and said seriously: "It's true, I heard it too."
"Huh? Really?!"
"Well, Dad, you have to lower the rent by half. It's a haunted house, otherwise I won't rent it."
"... nonsense!"
"A few days ago, there were Taoist priests who practiced the method. It's not like you haven't seen it..."
"Come down, let him down a little." Zhou Suzhi helped to speak, "Don't care about ghosts or not, it will cost a lot to have a girlfriend."
"He said no."
"Yes! She is my girlfriend!" Xu Qing said firmly.
"..."
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Back home in the dark, Jiang He was still awake, the living room was brightly lit, she didn't know when she took out the sword, hugged it in her arms and turned to look at Xu Qing who entered the door.
"Why are you holding the sword again? Just practiced the sword?" Xu Qing glanced at the computer, which was closed and not open.
Jiang He moved his lips twice without saying anything, stood up and went back to the room, and took a shower with his clothes in his arms after a while.
"Why do you take a sword with you in the shower?"
"...I want to take it."
Xu Qing was puzzled by her strange behavior, "Wait a minute, what happened when I went out just now?" He looked back at the door and asked, "Someone came in?"
"No."
"Then who are you defending against? Me?"
"No, you are a good person."
"..."
Without asking why, Xu Qing didn't bother anymore, anyway, it's not enough to defend himself.
How could Xu Qing, a hero of the generation, be guarded like a wolf.
There was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, Xu Daxia leaned on the sofa and tilted his head to take a look, he couldn't help but think about something at a young age, but he quickly adjusted, muttering silently that he is a hero, maybe he can't take a punch, Only then did I suppress the messy thoughts.
Ten minutes later.
Jiang He came out of the bathroom, her little face was a little flushed from the steam after just taking a shower, and her delicate profile did not look like a heroine walking the rivers and lakes at all.
It's not the first time Xu Qing saw it, but she was still a little dazed, "Does the exercise still have a beauty effect?"
"Huh?" Jiang He looked back at him while looking for a hair dryer.
"You used to be exposed to the wind and sun, even if your skin wasn't rough, it shouldn't be so delicate, right? And you said you don't know internal strength?!"
"I want to teach you, you don't learn."
"... stand?"
"certainly."
Xu Qing was worried, other people would learn all kinds of peerless martial arts with just a ding, or with a clap of hands, why did he have to practice so hard when it was his turn? !
"Maybe in the future you can open a class to practice exercises and beautify your face. I guess... no."
As soon as he had an idea about Jiang He's future career plan, he dismissed it again - so many people who have applied for a gym card can't see them going a few times a year, and they can't lose weight. Practice
Practice ass.
"I'll help you. Long hair is very troublesome to blow-dry. You can just sit down."
Seeing that Jiang He took out the hair dryer and began to dry her hair awkwardly, Xu Qing went to help her, Jiang He hesitated and did not refuse.
"Did that sorcerer catch a ghost a few days ago?" She sat quietly on the chair for a moment and asked.
"No, they're all fooling people."
"Not caught?"
"Where to catch them?"
Xu Qing was amused, the person pretending to be a ghost asked if he had caught the ghost, it was really magical.
"You sneaked out in the middle of the night and were regarded as a ghost. There are no ghosts in this world... If you want to catch ghosts, you must be caught first."
"I?"
"That's right, it's you."
"Impossible, I'm human."
"Well, you are human, the key point is that no one has ever seen kung fu. Jumping up and down like you, you are regarded as a ghost in the middle of the night. From now on, don't run out and climb the wall in the middle of the night and you will be fine."
"Why don't you practice martial arts?"
"Maybe... because it's too bitter." Xu Qing couldn't answer this question, but it didn't affect his instilling concepts in Jiang He: "Now that the living conditions are better, the people have stood up, and they don't have to practice martial arts to defend themselves. How to enjoy it, the martial arts are too strong, and then those kung fu will naturally be lost—
To put it simply, the more people live and work in peace and contentment, the fewer people practice martial arts. Every day you want to practice kung fu well and go out to fight, kill, step on others, and pretend to be compared. That is a disease, so don't make this mistake. "
"Practice martial arts in order to keep fit, no one would like to fight and kill."
"It's useless to strengthen your body. I heard that practicing martial arts will leave a lot of hidden injuries, is it true?"
"Foreign martial arts will have this problem. Internal martial arts focus on nourishing qi, and there will be no hidden injuries."
"Then most of us who don't practice martial arts here can live to be seventy or eighty years old. What about those of you who practice internal martial arts?"
"..."
Jiang He stopped talking.
Xu Qing helped her dry her hair with a hair dryer, and said: "The better the living conditions, the fewer people practice martial arts, because people like to enjoy themselves, and if there is a choice, who will practice martial arts hard? So you see, I I'm too lazy to learn...
It can also be seen from history that Ah Qing once defeated three thousand soldiers with a single bamboo sword, and then Guo Jing defended the city even with hundreds of people, it was difficult to compete, and then who, Linghu Chong learned a sword move and could dominate the world without internal strength, When it came to Wei Xiaobao, it was over. "
"Why haven't I seen these people in history?" Jiang He wondered.
"Uh... This is the history of Mr. Jin. In short, kung fu is dead. To live comfortably, you still have to rely on technology. If you had the current technology at that time, enough food and money to spend, young people must have played games every day. Who practiced kung fu? Put your sword away in a while, what are you doing with it?"
"There is a ghost, I am holding self-defense."
"Where the hell is it, it's all nonsense, it's all your fault."
"I saw it." Jiang He shrank his neck and said weakly.
"what?"
Xu Qing paused, "What did you see?"
"When you went out, I saw a ghost."
"..."