"The little mouse has been promoted, so I went to eat hot pot with his girlfriend to celebrate."
"Ok."
"I bought this wine for me, hey, how about a taste?"
"good."
"Really? Hahaha, come and have another drink."
Qin Maocai was so proud, he took the chicken leg and gnawed it clean, and threw the bone into the basin on the balcony with a flick of his hand.
Seeing his old friend's happy face, Xu Wenbin drank two more glasses, and put a chicken wing in his mouth with chopsticks.
The chicken was bought at the market, and Qin Maocai stewed it himself. It was so tender that it would fall off as soon as he put it in his mouth.
"Before I arranged a blind date for him, he insisted on finding it by himself, and I said that he would find it by himself... No, he really did find it."
"Where are you from?"
"He came from a small county town and collected money at that convenience store. That time the little mouse was stabbed. It was her. She went there many times when she was in the hospital, and we got together later."
"It's not bad." Xu Wenbin nodded.
The cashier... is actually really good, Jiang He also sits in front of the computer and plays games every day.
"Hey, what's so good about the cashier... But it still depends on the person, it doesn't really matter what you do."
"That's right."
Xu Wenbin laughed, he could only comfort himself in this way.
Qin Maocai was elated. He used to see Qin Hao not being pleasing to the eye, but he didn't expect that everything was going very well this year. This is luck.
Both Xiaoqingzi and Xiaomozi... are destined to die.
Raising his hand to tear a piece of chicken, and taking another sip of wine, Qin Maocai asked, "Where are Xiao Qingzi and the others?"
"I have obtained the certificate, and I don't know when the wedding will be held. They will discuss it themselves."
"It's okay, their young people have been talking for several years, don't... what?" Qin Maocai choked.
"I got the certificate..."
"... well, pretty fast."
Qin Maocai swallowed the chicken in his mouth, turned his head and thought for a while, "I think the little mice have to hurry up too."
"How are you competing with them?" Xu Wenbin laughed and scolded, "Just take care of yourself, people have their own ideas about when to get married.
He is a civil servant, and he must be cautious about getting married. I remember checking files and so on. "
"Have it?"
"I heard."
"What else is going on?"
"I heard it!"
The two picked up the wine and drank it in one gulp. Xu Wenbin pushed his glasses and looked at Qin Maocai's white hair at the temples with emotion.
When this guy got married, he was still helping to choose a bicycle. At that time, Qin Mao was only in his twenties. He was full of vigor and style, and his back was very fashionable. Standing there attracted the attention of many young girls.
In a blink of an eye, they became two old men.
…
"Why do they turn into butterflies and can't survive the winter? If we turn into bastards, we can live another thousand years."
"Change yourself, don't take me with you."
Xu Qing is not interested in becoming a bastard, but I seem to have heard people say that in the Tang Dynasty, bastards were not curse words, but a form of worship. Many people's names had the word "turtle", such as Li Guinian, Wang Gui, Lu Guimeng, etc...
According to the New Book of Tang, Empress Wu Zetian stipulated that officials above the fifth rank should wear a small turtle-shaped bag called "turtle bag", which is decorated with gold, silver, and copper.
Xu Qing wondered when the bastard turned into a swear word, Jiang He looked at Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai with his pillow in his arms, heartbroken for this young couple who chose to become a butterfly, why did they bother to become a butterfly so much.
Transforming into two dogs can live a long time... Of course, the best way to transform into a human is to become a human.
After watching the show, Jiang He was still feeling sorry for the butterfly. He looked up at the roof and stared blankly for a while, took his legs out of Xu Qing's arms and went back to his computer, opened the document to write his impressions, and put a bowl of water in the focus , I can't see that women disguise themselves as men, and there are a few things like changing into butterflies.
Unknowingly, Jiang He has read all the well-known stories about Liang Shanbo in Journey to the West: Outlaws of the Marsh, Romance of Sui and Tang Dynasties, which are almost common sense, but her highlights often open Xu Qing's eyes.
For example, when watching Journey to the West, I always expect Tang Monk to be eaten by monsters, and then Sun Houzi flies to the west to learn scriptures alone...
"this is for you."
Xu Qing took out a small box from his pocket and handed it to Jiang He.
"what?"
"ring."
"How much did you pay for it?"
"Don't be so vulgar, okay... don't move." Seeing her reaching out, Xu Qing quickly closed the box, "There is a procedure for this, and there must be a sense of ritual."
"..."
"Will you marry me?"
"So much nonsense!"
Xu Qing's ring was snatched by Jiang He, it was shining golden, she took it between her fingers and looked carefully, then pinched it with her hand, and it bent.
"Golden?"
"Although it's gold, it's also new. Our engagement ring, don't take it so seriously..." Xu Qing's chest felt tight, but luckily Jiang He didn't take it into his mouth and bite it twice.
"This is good, this is good."
Satisfied, Jiang He squeezed the ring and put it on his finger. Gold is much more valuable than that diamond ring.
"I've proposed marriage just now, and you agreed."
Xu Qing watched her put the ring on, and didn't bother about it anymore, anyway...
Even if he bought a big diamond ring and knelt down, that would be the case. Jiang He wouldn't really beat him up like he threatened, but heartache would definitely be heartache. Spending so much money on a stone, it's possible to talk about him for years.
What she needs is gold, gold, or gold, except for gold, everything else is scum.
Hearing this, Jiang He glanced at him like a fool, and now that he has received his certificate, he is here to propose.
Modern people really don't have a good brain.
"It's a sense of ritual...forget it."
Xu Qing gave up explaining to her that the brain circuit of ancient people was a bit faulty, and it cannot be treated with common sense.
"It's not that I lied to you to fool you. You asked for it yourself. Don't say that you don't even have a diamond ring when you get married."
"How do you know?!" Jiang He was surprised.
"Know what?" Xu Qing was confused.
"nothing… "
Jiang He rolled his eyes, touched the gold ring on his finger, shook his head and stopped talking to him.
The wedding is being prepared in an orderly manner, what diamonds are forever, Jiang He has never turned into a bastard, and when he gets married Xu Qing plans to go Chinese, there is no such thing as a ring exchange, Jiang He, a little old lady, doesn't like that, Not a single gold bracelet made her happy.
Something always feels wrong...
But when he thought of Jiang He's naive look, everything made sense again.
The heroine just wants a home, and the wedding is not so necessary.
Of course, it still needs to be done.
After getting the house in July, Xu Qing's renovation plan was finalized, and Jiang He had a look at it before starting to implement it.
The house is in Xicheng District, a brand-new unit building, the elevator goes straight to the twelfth floor, two bedrooms and one living room, with a study room, which can be regarded as three bedrooms, and the entrance is a living room and dining room. Put kettles, teacups, etc. on the floor, and you can directly use the table as a dining table when eating.
There is also a big sofa in the middle of the living room, and two computers are placed by the window of the balcony... At first, I thought it was unreasonable to have two computers, but after thinking about it, both of them can’t live without computers now. This is a necessity. One cannot be installed in the bedroom.
Xu Qing took Jiang He and chattered about in the rough room. Jiang He couldn't form a picture in his head, so he had to wait until the decoration was finished.
"You will love it!"
Xu Qing is full of confidence.
"I like it even if you put a bed here." Jiang He pointed to the living room.
Xu Qing was still wondering if she was implying something, Jiang He had already gone to the terrace, looked around, and took a deep breath.
This is their future home.
Much better than where I live now.
"This is our home?"
"Yes, we chose it together. In the future, put a weapon rack over there, and this will be your training ground."
"I think it's better to have a variety of flowers."
Jiang He found that he no longer liked to wield swords.
"Both." Xu Qing said with a smile.
In midsummer and July, the sun is scorching the earth. On the roof of this building, two people wipe the sweat from their heads and smile at each other.
"When you thought Coke was poisonous back then, have you ever thought about today?"
"Did you think about it when I pointed my sword at it?" Jiang He asked back.
In the early autumn of that year, she pointed her sword at this guy, how could she have thought of the two of them looking at the new house together.
"I really do."
"..."
"The only fly in the ointment is that it's cold in winter and hot in summer."
"It's okay, there are air conditioners and fans." Jiang He said, "I'm not afraid of heat."
"Do you want to move around?"
"here?"
"Go to the house?" Xu Qing suggested.
"Come here." Jiang He bit his lip and said.
"I'm coming... ah!"
On this wide terrace, Jiang He, as Xu Qing wished, exercised well and cleaned up Xu Qing's meal.
It's just that it's not the same as what Xu Qing thought.
…
Sitting back home in a taxi, Xu Qing rubbed his arms and blamed Jiang He for overestimating his current military strength.
"Only by exchanging ideas can you improve quickly." Jiang He said seriously.
"You just do it by sparring!" Xu Qing continued to complain that Jiang He had failed in learning.
"Young man, stop nagging. I've seen someone who didn't wear a hat and his girlfriend wanted to clean him up." The elder brother said cheerfully.
"That's really pitiful." Jiang He felt very sympathetic.
"..."
Xu Qing pondered for a while, "The one you mentioned should also be me."
"??"
My brother glanced at the rearview mirror, "I said, why does it look so familiar?"
"..."
"..."
"Jiangcheng is really small, haha, haha." The elder brother laughed dryly and fell silent.
The young ones just know how to play.
After returning home, seeing the familiar layout of the room, Jiang He couldn't bear to be here again, and lived here all the time, this is like a home.
She would play games on the computer, and Xu Qing would just sit on the sofa and watch dramas with a laptop, or move the chair in the middle of the living room to practice boxing, or sit next to her and touch her legs...
"When will it be renovated over there?"
"About three or four months. After the renovation, it will need to be ventilated for three months. It will be good to move in at the end of the year."
"Oh... that's okay, I can still live here this year."
"in a hurry?"
"No."
Jiang He glanced at him, if they wait until they get married to have intercourse...it will be next year, Xu Qing will die of pity.
Gong Ping came over in the afternoon and learned how to make meatballs with her. The two families were very close, and after getting acquainted with Xu Qing, Gong Ping often came to visit.
The two women were rubbing balls in the kitchen, and Gong Ping would bring them back to cook by herself. Jiang He rolled up his sleeves, and his dexterous hands made Gong Ping envious.
Putting the phone aside, it was playing the young Zhang Sanfeng, watching it while doing it. Gong Ping didn't like this kind of drama at first, so after watching it for a while, she thought it was okay to watch.
"Is this guy a good guy or a bad guy?"
"I do not know either."
"It felt like he was going to die."
"Everyone here will probably die." Jiang He is familiar with the routines of this kind of drama.
"The protagonist will not die."
"In addition to the protagonist, those people will die to save the protagonist, and this woman, Zhang Sanfeng can suddenly become a peerless master after she dies."
"... Seems to make a little sense." Gong Ping couldn't refute, saying that this drama is okay, and I feel that it is something to shoot, and that it is not good, because I can make several dramas with this stuff.
Gong Ping is wearing a net gauze skirt today, with light-colored short-sleeved upper body, very Internet celebrity temperament, sitting in front of the guzheng and shooting a short video will definitely be reposted by some lsp in various groups.
Xu Qing went to the door to have a look. While making meatballs, the two women complained about the appearance and plot in the costume drama.
"Are you just waiting to eat?" Gong Ping called out.
"Otherwise?" Xu Qing said as a matter of course.
"Help."
"Bring her back to cook for me, help? Are you kidding me?"
Xu Qing left in disdain.
"..."
Fuck you, you're so audacious.
Gong Ping was stunned, and looked at Jiang He, who actually seemed to agree.
"His arm is uncomfortable, so it's inconvenient to do things." Jiang He felt that he still had to find a reason to explain, otherwise Xu Qing would be as lazy as a lazy person.
"That's the excuse you can come up with."
"No, it's true."
Jiang He shook her head and said, she thought that after practicing Xu Qing's hand fist for so long, she could block her a few moves, but she didn't expect to take him down with a single catch.
I'll have to give him a good massage later at night... huh
Jiang He's expression changed, and only then did he think about it. According to Xu Qing's urine, could he deliberately pretend to be twisted by himself, so as to avoid washing the dishes, and then let her give him a comfortable massage?
"People who practice martial arts can twist their arms, and you are the only one who will believe it." Gong Ping muttered in a low voice. In her eyes, Xu Qing was the fanatical Kung Fu enthusiast who practiced Zhuang every day, and Jiang He was still the soft and weak man holding his arms. The little girl next door who eats dried sweet potatoes as a snack.
Ruined, ruined, such a good Jiang He was ruined by Xu Qing.
"I also think he shouldn't be twisted so easily." Jiang He was already a little skeptical, Xu Qing looked leisurely on the sofa with his legs crossed holding his notebook, how could it be so serious
Sensing Jiang He's gaze, Xu Qing changed his face for a second, rubbed his arms and leaned against the side of the sofa, avoiding the eyes from the kitchen.
"He really didn't twist it." Jiang He said firmly.
This guy is so bad, he must be faking it.
Fortunately, she secretly felt guilty for a long time, and planned to give him a massage at night.
night.
The meatballs were fragrant, and Xu Qing's mouth was full of oil, and he put down the bowl and began to rub his arms.
Jiang He took the bowl to the kitchen, went out for a walk, and secretly poked Xu Qing with his finger while he was watching the drama.
Xu Qing turned around for a moment, then let out a oops.
"Xu Qing!"
"I'm seriously injured... Don't make a fuss, just go wash the dishes!"
Xu Qing stood up and ran into the kitchen. Jiang He had never seen someone heal so quickly from an injury.
When she opened the live broadcast room, she was still angry, and when Xu Qing came out, she glared at him.
"Look, you've got a lot of money at the top of the list!" Xu Qing changed the subject.
The No. 1 list in the live broadcast room is finally not that big dog Wang Zijun, that guy has become a lot more honest after getting married.