In fact, modern harmonious life has only lasted for a few decades, or even less than a hundred years.
In just a few decades, earth-shaking changes have taken place, so that there is a huge gap between the previous generation and the next generation. Within three generations, no one is pleasing to the eye.
For a while, it was said that after so-and-so was finished, but after a few years, it was changed again, and the next after so-and-so was really finished. The power of discourse changed several times. Before Xu Qing came back to his senses, he, the generation that had been criticized, had already grasped the power of discourse, and the trend on the Internet had changed to after 00.
At first, he chased after Hong Kong and Taiwan stars, then video games, then mobile games, and online live broadcasts. The rapid change of times made him firmly believe that people should read more to be able to look at everything rationally, instead of being in the whirlpool of the times and not seeing the true face of Lushan.
On this point, Wu Jiong was very open-minded. The people of the current era were not qualified to judge her, so she directly set up a wordless monument, leaving the merits and demerits for future generations to comment.
In any case, in short, Du Fu's words, "Secure thousands of buildings, protect the world's poor people," were realized at this time. Buildings were real buildings, high-rise buildings.
"Decades ago, there were landlords at that time. There was a landlord who looked for a Fengshui master to look after the house. Do you know what a Fengshui master is?"
After dinner, Xu Qing cleaned up the table to wash the dishes, and Jiang He leaned against the door to watch him do it.
"Yes."
"The Fengshui master looked after the house for him and took a Fengshui compass around. It was amazing. You had a mountain and a river behind you, and there would be countless top scholars in the future. The landlord was happy when he heard that. One top scholar could bring glory to three generations, and countless people would be so powerful … It was a blessing from his ancestors.
Later, the landlord was knocked down, and his yard was converted into a key high school. "
This high school in Jiangcheng was very famous. She didn't know whether this story was true or not, but the place was indeed the courtyard of a landlord.
Jiang He understood what he meant, but still didn't catch the joke. Instead, she felt that it was very magical.
"Last time you did your eight characters at home, saying that you wanted to merge us … Is it useful?"
"It's useless. You don't even know your birthday, how can you have eight characters?"
Xu Qing wiped his hands and gave her a peck on the lips. "You believe whatever I say."
Back then, he really wanted to find someone to merge with and fool Jiang He into saying that they were a match made in heaven. However, he neglected the fact that Jiang He didn't even remember his birthday. By the time he realized it, the note he copied had already been thrown away.
"I only believe what I want to believe," Jiang He said in a low voice.
"Oh ~"
"Can you finish using this hoop?"
Seeing that Xu Qing was about to take the iron hoop to continue making clothes, Jiang He sat down and asked. She wanted to use this to weave a vegetable basket for herself.
It was made of iron and was much stronger than Auntie Cheng's bamboo basket. As long as she put a piece of cloth inside, she could carry it to the market without worrying about it getting dirty.
"It shouldn't be enough. What do you want to do?" Xu Qing asked.
"Weave a basket."
"Basket?"
Xu Qing thought about how Jiang He looked when she carried the iron basket to the market. She had to admit that Jiang He was very thoughtful.
"If it's not enough, then forget it …" Jiang He shook her head. Then, as if she thought of something, she suddenly went to the computer and took out her phone.
"I'll make one for you when I'm free. Just use it as a figurine. Don't bring it out."
"No need!"
Jiang He answered straightforwardly.
Xu Qing didn't mind. If she said she wanted to make a figurine, then she would make a figurine. When the time came, she would put the iron basket in her house. It was not bad to use it as a storage box. Those nail clippers, charging cables, iron darts, and other miscellaneous things could be put inside.
…
Two days later, when the deliveryman came to the door, Xu Qing finally understood why Jiang He said no. She bought one online. It was a brand new basket made of bamboo strips, and it was delivered together with the pajamas she bought a few days ago.
She didn't know if Jiang He deliberately chose the same city or not. If she deliberately chose it, it would be amazing. A woman's talent was awakened.
"Do you think it's suitable?"
Jiang He carried the basket on his arm excitedly, planning to buy some groceries and go for a stroll.
As a woman who knew how to live, she had to have a grocery basket.
Sword? What was that?
"I want to see if it's suitable." Xu Qing took apart their pajamas. One set for each of them and didn't buy more.
Anyway, when he moved into the master bedroom in summer, he should be able to buy new ones. Just one set of the same style would do. It didn't matter if it was pajamas or summer clothes.
Girls should dress up nicely.
Jiang He didn't try it on in broad daylight. Xu Qing directly threw their clothes into the washing machine and washed them. Although they were new, from the time they left the factory to when they were sold to him, they had been touched by many people. Thinking about it made him feel uncomfortable.
He didn't know if it was a germaphobe. Even if it was, it didn't matter. It was already April and the weather was getting hot. Thin clothes like pajamas could be washed in the morning and dried in the afternoon.
Catkins began to float outside. Fortunately, Jiang City was a light disaster area. It had been treated once before, so there were only a few scattered catkins. Xu Qing remembered playing on the street when he was a child. The catkins were like snow. When the wind blew, there would be whirlpools. They would run to the center of the whirlpool, hoping to fly with the wind.
Now there was no fun of riding the wind, but the desire to fly still existed. Now Jiang He went out to buy vegetables, and Xu Qing had nothing to do at home. He came out and went to the community's public activity area to test his jumping ability.
He couldn't compare to Qinggong. He hadn't learned Qinggong yet, so it was difficult for him to understand the formula that Jiang He said. But with the explosive jumping ability of his body, he had already reached a height of more than half a meter. It was easy for him to dunk with both hands.
Letting go of the basketball hoop, Xu Qing glanced at the dumbfounded child who was holding the basketball and preparing to play. He thought for a moment and waved. "Can I borrow the basketball?"
This was the grandson of Zhao Shu's family. Sometimes he would come over to play. They weren't too familiar with each other, but they knew each other — "not familiar" here was only relative to Xiaoyan. When he sat and chatted with Zhao Shu at the security booth, he would occasionally tease this child. If he remembered correctly, his name should be Zhao Yu.
Zhao Yu looked down at the basketball in his hand and threw it to him. Xu Qing caught it and struck a cool pose. He dribbled the ball and sprinted a few steps before jumping.
Bang!
A perfect slam dunk.
Zhu Liyi had learned how to slay a dragon. Zhu Liyi was from a wealthy family. He mastered it in three years without using any tricks.
Xu Qing shook his head and sighed. Other than strengthening his body, this was the only thing he could do.
It was a pity that Jiang He couldn't understand the coolness of a slam dunk.
"Can you fly?" Zhao Yu's eyes widened. He saw that Xu Qing didn't seem to use much strength to jump up from the ground.
"I can't fly. That sister over there can." Xu Qing pointed at Jiang He, who was carrying his new basket and happily walking back.
"I don't believe you. I saw you jump so high just now!"
"Then I'll jump another one."
Xu Qing smiled and took a few steps back. He turned his head and said to Jiang He, "Look!"
One step, two steps, three steps. He jumped.
With one hand hanging from the hoop, Xu Qing flicked his non-existent fringe. "Am I handsome?"
"Hmm … not bad. Do you want me to take a picture for you?" Jiang He asked.
He had guessed wrong. It turned out that she could understand this kind of handsomeness. Xu Qing reflected on himself and asked Zhao Yu, "Can I play with you?"
"Sure."
"You go and try. Do what I did just now."
Xu Qing took the basket and took out his phone to take a picture of Jiang He.
It was really boring for two people who had learned Kung Fu.
However, Jiang He's slam dunk was really cool. Zhao Yu was so shocked that his mouth was wide open. He didn't even notice that the basketball had rolled far away.
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