Chapter 130
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The sword Jiang He was using now was bought from Taobao. The shop called itself Longquan Sword. It was fancy but beautiful. The patterned steel was very hard. It was not the kind of soft sword used for performance. It was much heavier than the old sword, and it felt good to the touch.
However, it was not sharpened, so the sharpness was not just a little bit worse. She did not care. Anyway, it was just for practice.
Xu Qing asked her why she played it every day. She said it was a habit.
In the afternoon.
The delivery boy called and said that he had delivered two packages to the door. The recipient was Jiang He — whenever Xu Qing bought something for Jiang He, she would always write the recipient's name as her.
"What's that?"
Jiang He had long been used to express delivery. She even thought of competing with the courier for a job.
"Your clothes."
Xu Qing opened the box and took out a few bras. She looked at Jiang He and said, "You chose them yourself …"
Before he could finish his words, the nervous Jiang He snatched the box away from him.
"Don't touch them!"
"Don't worry. I don't like them."
Xu Qing opened the other box. There was a half-sleeved summer dress inside. It was also Jiang He's.
It was light blue, and there was a little dinosaur walking on the front.
"Don't you want to buy clothes?" Jiang He saw that it was only hers and couldn't help but ask.
"I have more clothes than you. The wardrobe is full of mine."
"…"
She found that she asked the wrong question.
Xu Qing had put the clothes back into the box and handed them to her. "Wash them before wearing them. Don't wear them directly. I'll wash them for you."
"No, I'll do it myself."
Jiang He got up and was about to go back to the house. She found a card in the box. She picked it up and looked at it.
"20 yuan."
"What 20 yuan?" Xu Qing asked.
"It says 20 yuan … I can only earn 20 yuan by carrying bricks for half a day."
Jiang He showed it to Xu Qing as if it was a treasure.
A five-star rating and a buyer's return of 20 yuan?
Xu Qing choked on his own saliva. "I haven't even seen it, and they want to see it for 20 yuan?!"
Utterly shameless!
Jiang He was a little confused. He widened his eyes even more when he knew that they were going to take pictures.
Take a picture?
Why did he have to wear this?
She looked down at the clothes in the box and shook her head like a rattle. "I don't want it!"
As he spoke, he threw the card into the trash can. Jiang He was about to enter the house when he turned around to speak to Xu Qing.
"What's wrong?" Xu Qing asked.
"What do you mean you haven't seen it before?"
"I've never seen it before."
"…"
There seemed to be nothing wrong with it.
Jiang He rummaged through the half-sleeved shirt's box. Sure enough, there was another card, but it only returned five yuan.
Profiteers.
"Give me a set of clothes," Xu Qing suddenly said.
"What are you doing?" Jiang He asked warily.
"Shoot a buyer's show. Twenty bucks is enough to buy a pound of pork."
？？
Jiang He inexplicably understood what he meant. His eyelids twitched. "Can you … do it?"
"What do you think?"
Seeing Xu Qing enter the washroom, she felt a little excited in her heart, as if she had done something extraordinary.
Unfortunately, the half-sleeved shirt was too small, or she could give it to him …
…
Half an hour later.
Jiang He looked at the 30 yuan that Xu Qing transferred to him. He didn't even care that his clothes were taken by Xu Qing. He was deeply surprised.
"Why 30 yuan?"
"They told me to delete it and give me an extra 10 yuan."
"What a strange shop."
Her face was filled with surprise. The experience of shearing money with Xu Qing was no less than picking up money on the street.
It was the same feeling of happiness.
"I found it … very interesting."
"What's interesting?" Xu Qing asked.
"This … this …" Jiang He pursed his lips. He couldn't describe the feeling in his heart.
"A little surprise in life?" Xu Qing put his cell phone aside and said, "This is called living a good life. I'll have an extra dinner tonight."
He could understand that the point was not the 30 yuan, but the small satisfaction and sense of achievement that belonged only to the two of them when they managed to get something that they had originally planned to give up.
"Okay!"
Jiang He agreed and smiled at Xu Qing.
"Silly."
Xu Qing shook his head. He turned on his computer and started to work. He sent all the information that they had agreed on during the dinner to Jiang He via WeChat, so that she could see what he liked to do and try to do it.
No matter what Jiang He chose in the end, he would try his best to support her.
"Sometimes I feel like I'm raising a daughter. Do you feel this way?"
"No."
"Little cotton-padded jacket."
"I'm not."
"You know what a cotton-padded jacket means?" Xu Qing was surprised. She had learned too much.
"I don't know what it means, but I know you're taking advantage of me."
Jiang He squeezed her fist at him and then went to the washing machine to tidy up the clothes.
Xu Qing didn't speak again. He had thought that it would not be so fun when she learned everything in the future. Now it seemed that it would be more and more interesting.
When he opened the small broken site, he found another smurf with a familiar tone commenting under his post. This person was tirelessly looking for trouble in his comment section. He also had a magical ability — — he could easily make Xu Qing feel annoyed every time.
"Is this my father?"
Xu Qing had this guess when he saw the second account, but he didn't dare to ask. If he did, the old man would definitely be embarrassed and angry. So he just watched the performance of this account.
What Xu Qing was puzzled about was how Xu Wenbin found his video.
Could it be that he just searched for idler, and then idler Lord Qing came out, and he decided that it was him … This was too unbelievable.
After looking at the long comment for a while, Xu Qing moved the mouse to blacklist him, then let him out and blacklist him again. Finally, he picked up his phone and called Qin Hao.
"Did you tell my father what my name is on the small broken website?"
Qin Hao was stunned by his straightforward words. "Ah?"
"What are you 'ah' for? It's most likely you, kid."
"Ah."
"It's really you?"
"Hello? The signal is bad, this stupid place … "
Beep beep beep …
Hearing Qin Hao hang up the phone, Xu Qing threw his phone aside and scratched his head as he looked at the comment section.
The best way to stop a person from making a video, making a short video, writing a novel, etc., was to call their parents.
Oh no …
After thinking for a while, Xu Qing finally blacklisted the account. Anyway, the two of them didn't point it out, and Xu Wenbin wouldn't call to question him.
After getting rid of the smurfs who were urging him to be kind in the comments section, he spent the entire afternoon watching dramas and editing. In the evening, Jiang He went out alone to buy groceries. When he came back, the phone on the table rang as he prepared an extra meal for the two of them.
Xu Qing turned his head and looked. Xu Wenbin's number made his heart skip a beat.
After picking up the phone, Xu Wenbin said immediately, "You blacklisted my account again?!"
"What do you mean by your account?" Xu Qing played dumb.
"Stop pretending. I even borrowed Old Qin's phone number and asked Little Haozi to register it for me!"
"…"
"Release it!"
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