With the big bear between them, their feet were touching each other. Jiang He listened to Xu Qing's steady breathing and suddenly looked out of the window.
The moon in summer was always so bright. Faint rays of light shone through the edges of the frosted paper on the window.
A year ago, she was still in the storeroom, feeling confused about this unfamiliar era and the future …
She withdrew her hand from Xu Qing's palm and searched in the dark. She placed her hand on Xu Qing's stomach and moved it slowly.
…
Early morning.
Xu Qing opened his eyes and saw Jiang He sitting cross-legged at the side with both hands on his knees, his back ramrod straight, as if he was practicing some evil cult technique. He stared at Xu Qing without blinking.
"Hmm … how long have you been sitting there?"
Xu Qing took the mobile phone by the bedside and looked at the time. It was only eight o 'clock.
"Just a while."
"What's there to see?"
Jiang He's eyes darted around. "Are you … dreaming?"
？
Xu Qing kicked the quilt aside and covered himself. "I'm not dreaming. This is called being young."
"Oh …"
"Can you go out first? I want to change. "
Jiang He was dressed neatly and seemed to have washed up. Now he was sitting on the bed. Xiang Wan wondered if Jiang He would give him a few pokes out of curiosity.
Xu Qing suddenly felt a sense of danger. With this curious baby by his side, who knew what strange things would happen …
"Wait … where did you change your clothes?"
He asked when he saw Jiang He walking to the door.
He changed into his pajamas … It seemed that he had missed something important.
"It's none of your business." Jiang He slammed the door.
The big bear was still in the middle of the bed. The jewel on its nose was shining.
Xu Qing sat on the bed for a while. He stretched himself and changed out of his pajamas.
Sharing the same bed was not as awkward as he imagined. As for how Jiang He would observe him when he fell asleep … he did not know.
He would wake up early another day and observe Jiang He.
Breakfast was cooking in the pot. When Xu Qing changed his clothes, Jiang He had already served it. He was sitting at the table eating the bean buns while waiting for Xu Qing to wash up.
She didn't make the bean buns herself, but bought them outside. This kind of thing was complicated to make, and it was not suitable for her to make it herself. This was the conclusion that Jiang He came to after careful consideration — if it was in the past, she would definitely knead the dough and steam the buns excitedly, but now she had learned to leave some things to money.
Because her time was now more valuable than when she first arrived.
When she first came here, she didn't know anything. Everything she did was a waste of time, so she saved a little to earn a little. Now, her time had started to appreciate. This was the benefit of investing in her own brain.
"So now many women will go to work in business instead of cooking at home and taking care of children, right?" Jiang He told Xu Qing his observation and conclusion, which greatly surprised Xu Qing.
"It seems to be right. In life, there is always the best arrangement for two people. If you can earn the money we spend in a year in a month, then I definitely won't let you stay at home to take care of children while I go out to earn a little money. That would be too stupid."
Xu Qing took a bite of the bean bun. It was soft and fermented very well. "But in this way, people will say that I'm living off a woman. So, women usually find men who are better than them. That way, they can cook and take care of the children."
"So if I earn more than you, you will be a stupid man who does laundry, cooks, takes care of children, and plays games every day?" Jiang He's eyes lit up.
"Yes, do you want to have a baby?" Xu Qing asked.
"No!"
"Then stop dreaming. You don't even know how to study, and you want me to be a stupid … what a messy man. You're dreaming."
Xu Qing scoffed at her dream — let's just call it a dream for the time being.
After breakfast, he turned on his computer. The first thing Xu Qing did was to watch the video he posted yesterday. After one night, the number of views had already exceeded 200,000, and it looked like there was still a lot of room for growth.
One thousand views was about three yuan. With this set of settings, the number of views of other videos also increased, and the number of fans also increased …
After roughly calculating, Xu Qing felt that his spring had come.
[There's no way to refute this comment, because Lady Qing really knows Kung Fu! ]
[That palm on the street was a real Wuxia! ]
[How much resentment does a Kung Fu lover have towards idol dramas with Wuxia skin?]
[…]
The number of fans increased rapidly. One was because he had caught up with the hot topic, and the other was because of the ghost.
"I'm going out."
Jiang He carried his bag, took out the potatoes inside, and got ready to go out.
She had stayed here for a year and still hadn't gone back, so she probably wouldn't go back …
This kind of thing only happened once or twice in thousands of years, and the probability of it happening again was almost zero. She just needed to bring the corn kernels that Xu Qing helped her to pack.
"Going fishing again?" Xu Qing saw her pick up the fishing rod.
"Yes."
"Should I go with you?"
"Ah …" Jiang He hesitated. "We only have two fishing rods, so I'll let Pingping buy one for herself."
As she spoke, she had already taken out her phone.
"Then forget it, I'll work at home." When Xu Qing heard that the old woman was also there, he gave up on the idea.
Fishing with only Jiang He was comfortable, and it would be boring if there was another person.
"You're not going?"
"No, you can play with Pingping."
"…"
Jiang He walked back and kissed Xu Qing's face. Then, his gaze fell on the bookshelf, and he gestured at his bag. It was just enough for the novel he read last night, so he put the novel into his bag.
"I'm going out!"
The temperature outside had just risen a little, and there was still the coolness of the morning. The early office workers were nowhere to be seen, and the neighborhood was relatively quiet.
This kind of life now should be very low-key. Back then, Wang Mang was too active, and that was why he was rejected by the world's will. If he could settle down and be a useless rich person, eating, drinking, and having fun all day, there shouldn't be any accidents.
Jiang He's imagination ran wild. Previously, Xu Qing had mentioned about Wang Mang, saying that she might be the second person to be stuck in a bug, because her existence was indeed a bug. Based on this, the hypothesis that Wang Mang was a transmigrator was even stronger.
The bug had to hide itself well, or else it would be fixed …
Gong Ping was already waiting at the entrance of the neighborhood. She was wearing a pink summer dress, and her wrist was tied with some kind of rope. She was carrying the little red bucket that Jiang He had lent her yesterday, and she looked around casually.
Seeing Jiang He come out wearing a cap, she took a few steps back and waited for Jiang He to come over before walking side by side with Jiang He.
"Walking again?"
"What else?"
"I feel so tired, let's sweep a bicycle." Gong Ping pointed at the little yellow bicycle beside her.
"Xu Qing doesn't really like me riding this …"
She had ridden it with Xu Qing once before …
Jiang He thought about it. Xu Qing was afraid that she would take off on the bicycle, so she just had to take it easy.
Looking at the corner of Gong Ping's skirt, Jiang He looked at his casual pants, and reminded her, "Your skirt will be blown up."
"Just hold it down."
Gong Ping swept out a bicycle, tucked the corner of her skirt under her butt, and waited for Jiang He with one leg on the ground.
The surname Gong was very rare. In Jiang He's mind, someone with this name should be a very sweet-tempered woman. That day when they met by chance, Gong Ping also seemed like a sweet-tempered woman with long hair and curved eyes. However, the moment she opened her mouth, she revealed her careless nature.
Yesterday, when they were fishing, she dared to sit on a small stool with her legs crossed, even though there was a river in front of her …
Just by looking at her, Jiang He felt that it should be cold under her skirt, and the river wind was so strong.
"Do you listen to Xu Qing that much?"
The two of them leisurely rode the bicycle to the riverside, like sisters traveling together.
"Yes, it will be terrible if I don't listen to him." Jiang He tried hard to suppress her urge to pedal the bicycle.
The feeling of riding a bicycle was so good, and it was cool …
However, after Xu Qing showed her a few car accident videos, she did not dare to ride so fast anymore.
Although she should be able to jump down and avoid it, it would not be good to crash into someone else's car, and she would have to pay for it, and she might even have to expose her martial arts skills.
"Terrible?" Gong Ping frowned, but she misunderstood her meaning, "He will hit you?"
"No, how could he hit me?"
"Does that guy know martial arts? No, you have to be careful …"
Gong Ping remembered what Xu Qing said in the live broadcast, they did not quarrel, they usually fought …
Jiang He's small body, would he be punched to death by that guy?
The gangsters on the news all lay on the ground motionless after being slapped.
"He won't hit me." Jiang He shook his head, and he could not beat him anyway.
"Then you said that if you don't listen to him, it will be terrible … Oh …" Gong Ping suddenly understood, and her expression was quite subtle, "I understand."
People who practiced martial arts must be very strong.
"What?" Jiang He was puzzled.
"Nothing."
Jiang He thought for a while, but he did not understand what she understood. Could it be that she had guessed that Xu Qing could not beat her?
From Xu Qing's house to the riverside, when they were with Xu Qing, they always walked, and they were not in a hurry at all. There was a vending machine by the roadside, which had been slapped by Jiang He, and its shell was slightly dented.
Gong Ping did not like to walk such a long distance, and it was very tiring. She was a homebody, and only liked to lie down.
"What do you want to drink?"
When they arrived at the vending machine, Gong Ping stopped the car and asked Jiang He.
"This will get stuck. We used to get stuck here a few bottles," Jiang He reminded her.
"I won't be so unlucky, right?"
Gong Ping did not believe it. She clicked on a bottle of JDB and then scanned the QR code. With a clatter, she opened the lid below and touched it. Wow, there was really nothing inside.
She looked through the glass, and there were two bottles stuck inside.
"There's another bottle inside! Watch me smash them down, I'll make a profit this time! "
Gong Ping turned around and said excitedly.
"That …" Jiang He wanted to say something but stopped, and his expression was quite complicated.
Clatter!
It was stuck again.
"I think you should call them and ask them for a refund."
Jiang He gave a reasonable suggestion. This machine had a problem, and it was especially easy for drinks to get stuck.
She suspected that it was deliberately placed here by the store to trick people. If it was placed by the roadside, people who had urgent matters to attend to would sometimes see that it was stuck, and would not bother with it. They would just say that it was bad luck and leave.
"But I'm very thirsty."
Gong Ping was so angry that she kicked the vending machine. "If your Xu Qing was here, he should be able to shake them down with one kick, right?"
"Hmm …"
Jiang He hesitated for a moment. "I should be able to, right?"
If she went over and gave it a kick, she would definitely be able to. However, she was not with Xu Qing, so she could not just randomly kick it.
If she was with Xu Qing, she would have already kicked it.
"I'll order another bottle of Coke. If it doesn't get smashed down, I'll refund it." Gong Ping wanted to try again.
Clatter!
The Coke rolled down smoothly from the side, but the one that was stuck was still stuck.
"… This bottle is for you. I'll try again." Gong Ping handed the Coke over.
"I have it." Jiang He flashed his large glass of water. It was filled to the brim with plain water.
"Alright, that's it then."
Gong Ping nodded. She took the Coke and drank it while calling for a refund.
"Look at this dent. Someone must have gotten it stuck, and then someone smashed it with a hammer." She made a guess as she dialed the number.
"If I said that Xu Qing did it with one punch, would you believe me?" Jiang He asked.
"What?" Gong Ping was stunned.
"It's … one punch. Bang! Those drinks fell down. "
Jiang He gestured and observed Gong Ping's expression at the same time.
"That's amazing!"
Gong Ping exclaimed.
"Is it very scary?" Jiang He asked.
"It's super scary. If someone punched you, wouldn't they send you flying?"
"… Yes, they would send me flying." Jiang He nodded.
"These people who practice martial arts like violence." Gong Ping touched the slightly dented area. She was very surprised.
On the news, the person who was slapped down on the street should have been beaten until he became a retard, right?
At the very least, he would have a concussion …
After making the call, they did not stay there to wait for the results. The two of them continued to ride their bicycles to the riverside. There were very few people fishing in the morning. They could find a spot in the shade next to the bridge.
If it was in the afternoon, it would be difficult to find a shady spot. They would have to walk a long way.
When they arrived at their destination, Jiang He took the folding stool off the bicycle. The bait and fishing rod were all in the small red bucket that Gong Ping was carrying.
The breeze from the river was very relaxing.
"You guys seem to be popular. There were so many people in the live broadcast room yesterday. I have a feeling that there will be more tonight."
"I hope so. They are all here to watch Xu Qing practice martial arts."
Jiang He set up the fishing rod and tucked her hair behind her ear. She took out the novel from her bag and then took out a bag of dried sweet potatoes from her pocket. She handed it to Gong Ping.
Gong Ping's expression was very interesting. After getting to know Jiang He, she felt that Jiang He was like a Doraemon. She would pull out some strange things from somewhere.
Last time, she even pulled out a potato. Can you believe it?
Some people look gentle and quiet, wearing a cap and fishing here, but they are actually Doraemon.
"You and Xu Qing together must be very interesting," Gong Ping said as she ate the sweet potatoes.
"Why do you say that?"
"You are a very interesting person. Xu Qing also looks very interesting. When I watched your live broadcast before, you didn't speak at all. I thought you were a little … autistic. Only after getting to know you did I realize that you are so fun."
Jiang He usually didn't speak during a live broadcast. She would just expressionlessly charge into the arena with her character, wearing an ugly and comical Christmas hat. It was a big contrast to herself.
Gong Ping spread her legs again and sat on the stool, enjoying the cool river breeze. "You focus on playing games, and he does all sorts of things on the side. Reality won't be the other way around, right? You will pull out some strange things from your body, and then he will be silent. "
"Yeah … Something like that." Jiang He thought of Xu Qing's face. He must be hugging his computer and editing videos. She couldn't help but smile.
"Really?" Gong Ping was surprised. "What is he like in real life?"
"He …" Jiang He thought for a moment and said slowly, "Like a machine … Probably a robot. Every morning, he would practice martial arts, and then he would hug his computer. In the morning, he would watch videos. In the afternoon, he would watch the stock market. If he wasn't watching the stock market, he would play with his armor. At seven o 'clock, he would watch the news.
Later, when I started broadcasting, he changed his martial arts practice to night time. He said that this would maximize the efficiency of his time. He could watch the news while practicing martial arts with me. "
"Efficiency of time …" Gong Ping complained. When this word came out, it really sounded like those busy people in novels. "Why does he squeeze out time? He doesn't play games? "
"He doesn't play much. He usually watches me play."
"Then he squeezes out time to watch videos. He doesn't find it boring. When it's time to eat, he eats. After eating, he washes the dishes …" Jiang He wrinkled her nose and suddenly smiled.
"He is a very gentle person."
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