Zhou Suzhi was in the kitchen, and Xu Wenbin was in the study. There were only the two of them in the living room. When Xu Qing saw Jiang He's gaze, he felt that she wanted to press him again.
"It's just a random photo to record the changes."
As for whether he was afraid …
He was indeed a little worried in his heart, so he subconsciously left more photos and videos for her.
Xu Wenbin came out with his phone, which could be considered to have prevented an accident, so that Jiang He did not get to taste the apple in Xu Qing's mouth.
"I know."
Jiang He said in a low voice, narrowed her eyes, and took a big bite of the apple, enjoying the sweet and refreshing taste, and put the fruit knife back on the fruit plate.
He could see each other every day when he looked up, so why would he take a bunch of photos?
"There are a lot of repetitive photos, and I don't know what's good about them … It's as inexplicable as what you did."
Xu Wenbin sat on the sofa and muttered. Glancing at Jiang He happily eating the fruit, he unconsciously lowered his voice, not making things too difficult for Xu Qing, and held back a bunch of derogatory words.
"This is called Ghost Beast, and only those who understand will know the fun."
"Ghost Beast?"
The name sounded like it was not a good thing.
"It's useless for you to hold on to those ancient things every day. Nowadays, things are changing with each passing day, and all kinds of culture are prevailing …"
Xu Qing had to start telling the old man about the origin of Ghost Beast, and Jiang He also listened carefully, holding a big apple in her hand and taking a bite from it from time to time.
She had always been puzzled by a question: Xu Qing seemed to know everything, and no matter what question was raised, he could explain it clearly and logically.
After more contact with the computer, Jiang He suddenly realized that it was because of this treasure that could search for anything …
Later, after a long period of learning, she changed her mind again. Even if the computer knew everything, it still needed to be learned. Xu Qing was different, he seemed to be a Baidu, and he was even more useful than Baidu.
Jiang He slowed down the act of chewing the apple, trying not to make a sound.
Listening to Xu Qing's words gave him an indescribable sense of leisure. It was much more interesting than lying on the eaves in the sun and listening to the accountant's sigh when he was a child.
Zhou Suzhi peeked out from the kitchen; she had never seen such a scene in the living room before …
What did Xu Wenbin and Xu Qing talk about in the room last time?
She was very puzzled, but Xu Wenbin just didn't want to talk to her. He often held his phone and looked at the broken website with a look of disgust.
Jiang He is dressed too well, so Zhou Suzhi insists on making lunch by herself. After serving it to the table, she asks the three of them to wash their hands and eat. Only then does Xu Qing clap his hands and stand up to help with the chopsticks and bowls.
"For example, Zhuge Liang scolds Wang Lang, which is a relatively normal kind. I feel that other brothers and nobles are a mess when I see them. But it's nothing. There are good and bad, everywhere is like this. You can't always hold on to the bad ones. It's entertainment in itself. Pick the ones you like and don't watch the ones you don't like. "
"Nonsense, why would I watch the ones I don't like?"
In the end, Xu Wenbin still stubbornly said, "Why must you watch the ones you don't like? Isn't there something wrong with you?"
"It's good that you know."
Zhou Suzhi curls her lips and asks Jiang He to eat and ignore these two people.
There are many people with problems, but Xu Wenbin is relatively normal. Because Xu Qing is doing this, he pinches his nose and watches.
After lunch, it is almost one o 'clock in the afternoon. The heat in the afternoon is a little stronger. Fortunately, there is a slight breeze, and the trees in the community have already sprouted new leaves, blocking most of the sun.
"Let's go to Uncle Qin's house."
Xu Qing had this plan when he went out in the morning. He took a walk in the community and turned around to go to Qin's house.
The simple and crude room remained the same, except that there was an additional deck chair on the balcony. Qin Maocai would lean on it when he had nothing to do, making creaking sounds as he slowly rocked it. He held an old palm-leaf fan and stayed with Xiong Ba.
Before Qin Hao goes to work, Xu Qing often comes to visit. The two lie together in Qin Hao's small shabby room and play games or listen to music. Occasionally, Qin Maocai will make cold dishes and peanuts. They drink a few mouthfuls together and talk about the past.
"Now, go to work and do whatever you need to do. You're all quite busy."
After pouring two cups of tea, Qin Maocai sits on the sofa and sighs. Fortunately, he has a dog.
"It'll be good when you have a grandson."
Xu Qing is happy. The moment he opens his mouth, Qin Hao, who is far away in the police station, feels a chill on the back of his neck.
"Grandson? F * ck." Qin Maocai snorts. He has no hope for Qin Hao at all.
The blind dates are quite smooth. He has already met someone on the first few dates. In the end, they have been together for almost half a year, and they haven't shown their faces. Every time he asks, they say they are still dating …
"I think that guy is fooling me." The more he thinks about it, the more he feels that something is wrong.
"Fooling what? Can he find a fake girlfriend? "
"Maybe. It's not like you don't know. That guy learned from you. He looks honest, but sometimes he is bad."
"What do you mean by learning from me … I am a very good person." Xu Qing doesn't think he can lead others astray. Whether he is bad or not, he learned it himself.
For example, he has never taught Jiang He how to press on him, but Jiang He still learned it without a teacher.
"Isn't that right?" He asked Jiang He, hoping that his girlfriend can prove it.
"Yes, he is a very good person." Jiang He did not let him down.
"You know how to protect her now? Sigh … "
Qin Maocai looks at Cola. If Jiang He is not here, and it is only the two of them, the phrase 'a good man does not have a good wife. A bad man marries a delicate girl' would come out of his mouth, and it would become a strong proof that Xu Qing is not a good person.
"My girlfriend, Jiang He. It is enough to prove my excellence that such a good girl likes me."
Xu Qing's shameless words made Jiang He move away from him, lowering his head and picking at his fingers.
"Jiang He. What a grand name. I thought it was grand the last time." Qin Maocai thinks of Jiang He as Jiang He, just like Xu Qing did back then.
"Just a little seedling."
"What do you see in him, daughter? That kid has been thick-skinned since he was young. Don't be fooled by him. "
Jiang He listened to Qin Maocai's joking words and mused for a moment. Remembering how Xu Qing talks to others, she mimicked and said, "Hmm … I like his thick skin."
"Hahahaha …"
Qin Maocai laughed and pointed at Xu Qing. "You …"
Xu Qing laughed along, his eyes fixed on Jiang He and sighed in awe at the speed of her growth.
She was still answering questions during the new year, but it has only been a few short months now …
His plan was not wrong. Love is a lever to pry open her sealed heart, and as long as she learns to express one emotion, the others would naturally follow suit. All emotions would be enriched and no longer barren.
"You don't look like Old Xu at all. I wonder how you grew up, sigh …"
"That's not right. I'm a little like my dad." Xu Qing shook his head.
"What? You just look a little like him. "Qin Maocai chuckled." You haven't inherited anything else, and your personality isn't like your mom's either. "
"The most similar thing about me and my dad is that we both like antiques." Xu Qing said mysteriously.
"Antiques?"
"Yes, antiques. The older they are, the more I like them."
Xu Qing nodded.
Still, one likes living things, while the other likes digging up dead things in tombs.
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