Xu Shi'an was furious for another day when he was extremely angry. After eating at Xu Wenbin's place, he was still angry when he got home. He walked around in the living room, vowing to wait for Xu Jin to find a boyfriend...
"How did I find you?"
"Wait and see!"
"Then I won't look for it anymore." Xu Jin glanced at him, then turned his head and said, "Dad, you heard me. If I don't want to find a boyfriend in the future, I will blame him. He threatened me not to look for him."
Xu Shi'an: "?"
Xu Qing: "??"
The snowflakes were fluttering outside, and the north wind was carrying the snowflakes, whirling and flying past the window.
The snow was strong and the wind was also strong. It was already night when Jiang He came back. He entered the door with an air-conditioned body, took off his scarf and hat, his face was flushed from the cold, and he jumped up and planned to give Xu Qing a super cold palm on his neck. Immediately remembered that the siblings were at home.
Xu Shi'an was sitting there, holding the remote control in his hand, tilting his head, looking at Jiang He in surprise, he couldn't figure out why Jiang He could jump so far.
"What are you looking at?" Jiang He stood up straight, stroked his bangs, and turned nonchalantly to the refrigerator.
These two guys are so delicious that cooking will be troublesome when they come back.
"Mom, just now you seemed to... jumped like that?"
"Like a toad, right?" Xu Qing said.
"..."
Then the father and son were beaten.
Xu Shi'an was very wronged, obviously it was his father who said it, but he was just curious, it had nothing to do with him, and he didn't say it was true.
"Dad, was my mother as irritable as Xu Jin when she was young?" Xu Shi'an asked in a low voice, listening to the sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen.
"Ten of your sisters can't compare to it." Xu Qing rubbed his chest, remembering that a head hammer made him hurt for several days, and even suspected that this woman had practiced iron head kung fu.
The Xu family seemed to be a little bit yin and yang, not a good look... He looked at Xu Shi'an, this must be Xiaoxiao's trick.
"Have you ever had an awkward fight with Xiaoxiao?"
"No."
"To be honest, I don't care about you."
"Then... it seems to be there." Xu Shi'an thought about it, "Women are all like that."
"Both?" Xu Qing frowned.
"Ok?"
"What do you say?"
"Did I say it?" Xu Shi'an was surprised.
The father and son looked at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you. .
"You're right, it's all like that." Xu Qing glanced at the kitchen, then at the door of Xu Jin's room.
Xu Jinshuo stays in the room and scans the precious images of Xu Qing domesticated by early humans. The Internet has memories. Twenty years ago, there were not only two people playing games to advertise, but also Wang Zijun wandering around in a wheelchair. The flower shop will make flower baskets and make fresh-cut flowers in the future, and the old aunt Gong Ping plays the guzheng-it's really good.
Birds of a feather flock together, people are divided into groups, no wonder these people are familiar with each other, Xu Jin sighed, she even saw Gong Ping and Jiang He seduce each other, and she didn't know why they didn't do it later.
From what Xu Qing said, it seems like a flower shop, so I don’t play games any more—sitting all the time is not good for my health, and what’s more, I’m tired of playing games for a few years.
A model of incompetence...
It snowed again overnight and a day, turning to drizzle in the afternoon, intermittently.
The family went out to buy clothes, and it was rare for four of them to go shopping together like this. In Xu Shi'an's memory, the last time seemed to be a long time ago, at least before the third year of high school.
In fact, there is nothing to shop for. Not only is dad a straight man, he always goes straight when buying clothes. He either chooses a suitable size online and places an order, or he doesn’t want to wait and goes to a physical store to pick one and buy it. Similarly, fishing is much more attractive to her than shopping.
Then there's Xu Jin... She prefers to stay at home.
After thinking about it, Xiaoxiao seems to be the only one who likes to go shopping. In this situation, he suddenly wants to take Xiaoxiao with him, and the five of them go out together, like a big gang.
"Xiao Jin looks good in red, huh." Xu Qing always wanted to dress up Xu Jin as festive, red as fire, not easy to mess with at first glance, with a strong aura.
"My mother wears it too?"
"Wear it! Wear it all!"
Passionate about dressing up his wife and daughter, Xu Qing was fine with himself and Xu Shi'an, picking a plaid at random, but Xu Shi'an didn't like it, so he changed to a striped one.
After changing, the mother and daughter came out to try on clothes, both mature and beautiful, standing in front of the mirror and looking left and right.
"How old am I, and I still wear the same clothes as Xiao Jin..." Jiang He was unwilling on the surface, but secretly laughed in his heart.
After lowering her head for a few glances, she spread out her coiled hair and tied it behind her back like Xu Jin, and took a photo with her mobile phone.
There was an unconcealable joy in his brows and eyes.
Watching children grow up, there is an indescribable satisfaction and sense of accomplishment.
And Xu Qing...
Looking back, Xu Qing was also laughing. This man was no longer young, as if he had given his years to his son, and Xu Shi'an standing next to him was like a replica of his youth.
"That's it!" Xu Qing made a final decision, fumbled for his card from his pocket, and was about to pay the bill.
"Dad, I haven't tried it yet?" Xu Shi'an was confused.
"Huh? Don't you just make a gesture on your body and choose it?"
"..."
"Go and try it on! Get an extra size up." Xu Qing said with a smile, he doesn't need to try it, the two are about the same height, as long as the size is a little bigger, he can wear it.
"Buy the same one, I am old-fashioned or you are young and fancy..."
Xu Shi'an took one and took off his coat and put it on, looked in the mirror, decided on it with two eyes, and packed it.
On the fourth floor of the square, I met Wang Zijun's family of three, who were choosing glasses. At the beginning, they said they didn't want a second child, and Wang Yihao was an only child.
Song Hui is a little fat, like an expensive lady - she seems to have always been like that, earrings and rings, these little bits and pieces are not conspicuous, but they can add an air of temperament to people.
Jiang He doesn't even have pierced ears. Xu Qing suggested that she get one and wear earrings, which can be taken off and used as darts if necessary. Jiang He despises her. There is no scene in the city that requires her to use darts—if there is such a situation , the earrings are most likely not working well.
As for the ring, the gold one has always been kept as a treasure, Xu Qing made up a platinum one for her to wear, Mobius style... Jiang He only thinks the name is tall, she just can't understand it, she likes it very much, in my spare time It is also fun to touch your fingers in a daze from time to time.
"Otherwise, I wouldn't like to meet you." Wang Zijun looked disgusted, pointing at Xu Qing, who was very upset.
"Obviously the same age, I have already put on a wig, and the two of you are still ten years ago."
Xu Qing said: "In ten years, I have to call you uncle."
"It's really not human."
Wang Zijun felt that it was outrageous, one by one, when he saw Xu Qing's family, he remembered that celebrity went to a nursing home to visit his peers.
'How old are you, lad? '
'Master, I'm two years older than you...'
"Are you practicing the only self-respecting skill in the world? Teach me."
"It's like exercising. Look at the mouse. It's fatter. It's not like you. Quit smoking, throw away the wheelchair, and go for a run every day."
Xu Qing looked at Wang Zijun and sighed, not only Wang Zijun didn't like to meet him, but also him, every time he met Wang Zijun, it seemed to remind him that although he looked young, he was really old.
"That's what the doctor said." Wang Zijun shook his head.
"and then?"
"What else? Then, wait for death."
"?"
Xu Qing frowned, "Give me a copy of the wheelchair design, and then I will make a model for you to burn and play with, so that you don't have the chance to enjoy after so long."
Then Song Hui and Jiang He pinched their waists.
"What nonsense are you saying? Is it sick? Is it sick?"
It's hard to understand a creature like a man, and it's often like a neurosis.