Jiang He, who hides under the blanket in the morning, is very charming.
A young newlywed who is about to become a young woman, the amorous feelings between a young girl and a mature woman, radiate unscrupulously from the loose hair and eyebrows.
Xu Qing would occasionally go into a trance, inadvertently thinking of her appearance when she first came, lonely, helpless, and vigilant.
A stable life corrupts people the most.
Gentle Township is a tomb of heroes~
Xu Qing put on his pants and sighed, of course he is not a hero, Jiang He is the hero.
Seeing that Jiang He was awakened by his action of dressing, Xu Qing stuck the pig's trotters under the quilt to grab a handful.
"Get up and tidy up, and go to see the mouse is married."
"Well~"
Jiang He rubbed his eyes and snorted. Since moving here, not only has he become lazier, but he also hums subconsciously when he wakes up, just like a small animal.
Xu Qing wondered whether this was instinct or a habit she developed. It was not like this before. Every morning when she woke up, her eyes were shining, and her mental state was the same as after taking the fairy pill.
Jiang He lay on the bed in a daze for a while, then came back to his senses and got up yawning.
"The strong black man is still ahead of us."
"People are not fat, they are strong."
"That's right, I said strong."
"Huh? Really?"
Xu Qing scratched his head, feeling something was wrong, gave up thinking after a while, and went out of the room to wash.
After getting dressed, the two added some cat food to the automatic feeding machine, greeted the cat owner, and took the elevator downstairs.
The morning sun had not yet begun to show its power, and the morning wind was a bit cool, casting shadows on his feet, and Jiang He leaned against him with his pockets in his arms.
In the blink of an eye, he was twenty-seven, and Jiang He was only twenty-three when he came.
Day by day, many things are quietly changing.
Qin Hao's marriage is not as lively as Wang Zijun's. Everything is kept simple and he has considered many aspects. He is also a public official.
According to the old custom, on the eve of the wedding, a group of friends would spend the whole night with them, playing cards, talking and eating sunflower seeds, and welcoming the bride directly the next day. Now it’s not so troublesome, as long as the wedding day comes to attend—everyone is so busy.
The pace of life is getting faster and faster, even Xu Qing, who doesn't work, can feel the difference. .
Of course, his life has not changed much, he just feels it from the people around him.
In the past, we used to get together when we had nothing to do, drink some wine, or sing a song, but now we shout and chat on WeChat.
Wang Zijun shows his baby every day, today the handle was swept down by the stinky boy and fell, tomorrow he bought a small excavator and put it at home, and he played a game and hung up three or four times...
Every time Xu Qing wanted to laugh, he would think again:
Sooner or later it will be my turn.
Then I don't want to laugh.
Give birth to one, insist on giving birth to only one, if there are too many, you will be bored to death.
He didn't want to have a brat next to him yelling when he was watching the clips, and the girl... didn't want to either.
Jiang He thought about how to give birth to another child every day, so as to avoid being urged by Xu Qing to study, and not to be laughed at by him for being illiterate and stupid.
This is probably a dream in the same bed.
Qin Hao is beaming today, his usual bubbly attire has disappeared, and he is dressed very vigorously—it feels like nonsense, today he is the groom.
The best man is not Xu Qing either, Xu Qing has already made a date, and he will get married in more than a month, not to mention the best man can't find someone who is more handsome than the groom, even if there is nothing else, he has never been considered at all.
"Yo, get married."
"Aren't you talking nonsense, why are you here?" Qin Hao said.
"You two talk about cross talk?" Yu Li, a bride, is no stranger to Xu Qing. Thanks to Xu Qing, her husband was not stabbed twice.
Speaking of this, Qin Hao asked too Li, at that time there were three people, Wang Zijun was calling for help, he rushed up and was stabbed, finally Xu Qing cleaned up that person, why did he fall in love with him
Yu Li said, Xu Qing doesn't look like a good person.
Good guy, Xu Qing knew and despised her severely, even Jiang He's eyes were not as good.
It can only be said that each eye sees each other, if Jiang He meets Qin Hao, he will cut his life with a single sword.
Qin Maocai was happier than Qin Hao. Although he tried his best to pretend to be calm, he couldn't suppress the brows. When he saw Xu Qing, he almost flew up.
"The little mouse is getting married today, and you two will soon be too."
"Well, it's almost there."
"It's okay, take a step here, and wait for the baby to catch up."
"..."
Xu Qing didn't want to talk to him anymore.
After rubbing off on Qin Maocai's cigarette, he took Jiang He around, and Jiang He watched him smoke from one nostril for fun, "I'll try again."
"What are you trying... I won't smoke either."
"Try it, just try it."
"Okay, give it a try."
Xu Qing held the cigarette holder and moved towards Jiang He's mouth, just in time to be seen by Xu Wenbin who came in.
"What are you doing?"
"I... she... give it a try."
"..."
If it wasn't for the crowd and Jiang He was beside him, he would have to beat this guy up.
"I said I wouldn't try it, but you insisted on making me try it." Jiang He complained bitterly.
"??" Xu Qing was confused.
"You come back when you're done. Your mother said she has something to talk to you about." Xu Wenbin's face darkened.
It's the opposite of this kid, thanks to him, he still feels that Xu Qing has become much more stable.
He even taught his daughter-in-law to smoke.
"If I touch this thing again, I will be my grandson..."
Xu Qing muttered and pressed the cigarette butt out. The old saying is true, cigarettes are really harmful.
Qin Maocai was full of energy and greeted everywhere, but he was not enthusiastic about Xu Wenbin. The two old men got together and muttered together, waiting for the speech when they took the stage to give a speech.
Halfway through the discussion, Xu Wenbin slapped his forehead, "That's not right, my house is Chinese, it seems that there is no such link."
"Ah?" Qin Mao was stunned for a moment, "Why is there no Chinese style?"
"They prayed to the sky and worshiped their parents, and then... Xiaozhi and I sat there and waited for them to pray. There shouldn't be a lot of long-winded words."
"Is it useful?"
"Is it useful?"
"Should use..."
"We'll see when the time comes. Anyway, there is a wedding company to arrange." Xu Wenbin is not sure if there is such a thing, he said it is pure Chinese, and he wants to go to a hotel, and he wants to combine Chinese and Western... Anyway, he doesn't understand the current wedding process, look at Xu Wenbin On the video that Qing shared with them, it was quite... quite that.
After reading it, Zhou Suzhi complained that her wedding was too simple, without even a red hijab.
"I haven't seen this Chinese style before. They are very good at playing. How did you think of it?" Qin Maocai said, "You dig... bah, the influence of archaeology?"
"How did you come up with that?"
Xu Wenbin glanced at Xu Qing and the two over there, pushed his glasses, and hummed, "His wife is from ancient times."
Qin Maocai squinted at him.
Xu Wenbin himself was amused. When he was at home, Xu Qing would sometimes call her a heroine.
I really don't know what young people think, it's all gaudy.