The lanterns were lit.
After dinner, Xu Qing and Jiang He didn't waste any more time. They politely declined Zhou Suzhi's request to stay for a while to watch TV and chat, and went out into the night.
What you can't have is the best. It's the same between a couple and a daughter-in-law — Xu · Zhexue · Qing.
The crescent moon hung in the sky, and the cool breeze of late summer and early autumn blew slowly.
As soon as Jiang He held Xu Qing's arm, a person ran down from the opposite building. Xu Qing didn't need to look carefully to know that it was Qin Hao, the fatty.
"Are you so jealous that you can't stand it anymore, so you want to arrest us?"
Xu Qing's words made Qin Hao give him the middle finger. "I'll arrest you another day." Then he ran out excitedly.
"Weird."
Xu Qing and Jiang He walked slowly behind. Seeing Qin Hao run out of the gate of the community, they felt that something was wrong.
Looking at this guy's excited look, it seemed that there was a big case, but he didn't go out on his electric bike.
"I really thought he wanted to arrest you." Jiang He was allergic to Qin Hao's identity as a police officer.
"Even if he arrested me, he had to let me go. I didn't break the law."
Xu Qing took out his phone and looked at the time. He gave up trying to figure out what Qin Hao was doing with an excited look on his face.
"Are you full?" He wanted to touch Jiang He's belly, but Jiang He turned his hand back.
"Very full."
"Let me see how full you are."
"Ninety percent full."
The two of them, one asking and one answering, squeezed together. Their hands kept moving, as if they were doing Tai Chi, which confused the security guard in the pavilion.
What's wrong with these two people?
Jiang He held back and purposely played around with him. After exchanging a few blows, Xu Qing had no choice but to accept the gap between him and Jiang He, and reluctantly stopped.
His skills were too weak, and he had to get permission to even touch his stomach.
Ever since he started practicing Kung Fu, he had never been in a real fight. Not counting the time when Qin Hao was stabbed, he didn't even have time to react.
"Is there a saying that practicing martial arts is like rowing a boat against the current? If you don't advance, you will fall behind?" He hoped that Jiang He's skills would deteriorate.
"Yes."
"How long?"
Jiang He thought for a moment and said, "If I want to revert to your current appearance, it will probably take a few decades."
"When you become an old lady?"
The corner of Jiang He's mouth curled up. That was when she didn't practice martial arts at all. Now, she still practiced her sword every day.
Dinner was prepared by the two chefs, Zhou Suzhi and Jiang He. Both of them ate more than usual. After they walked out of the neighborhood, they didn't take a taxi immediately. Instead, they strolled along the road.
The lights of the shops along the street were brighter than the stars in the sky.
After coming out of the neighborhood where Xu Wenbin lived, they walked two traffic lights and then turned a corner, and that was the night market.
Xu Qing took Jiang He to the night market on Beiwang Road. They didn't buy anything, they just ate and strolled around. When Jiang He first came here, he was very interested in the food stalls such as octopus balls and roasted gluten. Now, he didn't like those junk food very much.
Jiang He held Xu Qing's hand, and her body swayed. Her eyes swept across the roadside stalls. When she saw the balloon and hoop games, she paused for a moment and then looked away.
She would be bullying others if she went to play. There was only the fun of taking advantage of others, and there was no joy in playing.
It was fine to play when she was bored, but it was too much to bully others.
"Do you want to play?"
"No."
"You can plant flowers in a flower pot." Xu Qing pointed to a ceramic jar on the ground where the hoop was placed.
Jiang He listened to his words and was a little tempted. She thought for a moment, took out her phone, walked closer, and scanned the jar.
"It's only eight yuan to buy it." She looked at Xu Qing with disdain. The price written on the ground was twenty yuan for ten hoops.
"You'll earn sixty yuan for ten hoops."
"You're carrying it in your hand?"
"I won't mention it." Xu Qing shook his head.
Jiang He's eyes swept across the stall. "It's useless to bring so many back."
The two of them seriously discussed the hoop problem. They didn't consider the situation where they couldn't get ten hoops, which was an eye-opener for the uncle sitting at the stall.
He had seen people discussing which one they wanted, but he had never heard of people discussing what to do if they couldn't get all the hoops.
"How about I give you a bamboo hoop to play with?"
The uncle didn't want to let go of this business since he had nothing to do.
"Well … I don't think that's a good idea." Xu Qing scratched his chin and looked at Jiang He.
"How about this, I'll spend two yuan to buy a bamboo hoop, okay?" A lightbulb lit up in his head, and he proposed the perfect solution.
The uncle frowned slightly, and the way he looked at Xu Qing changed.
It turned out that he was too stingy. This young man looked like a decent person, and his girlfriend was quite compatible. The two of them were so compatible, but he was so stingy that he only wanted to spend two yuan to satisfy his craving?
"I'll give it to you. It's free to try." The uncle threw out a bamboo hoop. If he couldn't get it, he would spend twenty yuan and continue, or he would leave after satisfying his craving and earn two yuan …
Ding! Two yuan was sent to his account via WeChat.
On the other side, Xu Qing had already swept the money over. Following that, Jiang He moved his hand, and the bamboo hoop flew out again, landing firmly on the ceramic jar that they had just discussed.
"Thank you, uncle!"
"…"
The two of them left with the small jar in satisfaction, leaving the uncle to doubt his life. He stared at their backs for a long time without moving.
"With my dragon slaying skills, it's not bad to use it to catch a loach."
Xu Qing played with the jar in his hand as he led Jiang He through the night market. When he saw a few young ladies selling flowers not far away, he suddenly paused for a moment. He took out his phone and glanced at it, and his expression became very interesting.
"Today is Chinese Valentine's Day."
"Eh?" Jiang He gave him a sidelong glance.
"It's also Valentine's Day … I was wondering why the night market was a little crowded today."
Hearing Xu Qing's words, Jiang He's head twitched. "Do you want to eat dumplings?"
"This is a lover's day. If you don't want to eat dumplings, you can eat jiojio … Ah!"
Being stared at by Jiang He's threatening gaze, Xu Qing didn't dare to be mischievous anymore. He was thinking about what to do with this Chinese Valentine's Day.
"Ping Ping wants to bring you to watch a movie today? Isn't she trying to sow discord between us? On Chinese Valentine's Day, she wants you to accompany her to the cinema instead of me … She must be a single dog. Old women are the worst. "
"You didn't say you want to bring me there." Jiang He's gaze swept left and right. Looking at the other couples on the street, he also noticed something different. Many couples were holding flowers in their hands.
"Are we going now?" Xu Qing asked.
"It'll be very late."
"Then let me buy you a gift."
They weren't in the honeymoon period … or rather, not the honeymoon period of ordinary couples. Xu Qing wasn't that passionate about going to the cinema. Looking around, he led Jiang He a few steps forward and stopped in front of a stall selling silk scarves.
"She … is just my younger sister. My younger sister said that purple is very charming …"
Jiang He straightened his back and watched as Xu Qing hummed softly as he picked up a purple silk scarf and hung it around her neck.
"The sky is waiting for the misty rain, and I'm waiting for you …"
"…"
"I'm your blue sky, and you're holding a kite in your hand …"
"…"
"A red rose in a sea of people, experiencing the twists and turns of a dream … How much does this cost?"
Xu Qing hummed as he changed the color of the scarf for Jiang He. Suddenly, the stall owner didn't react. He was stunned for a moment before he said, "Eight, eighty."
However, he was uncultured and could only curse in his heart.
His humming was really nice.
The passersby who were choosing silk scarves couldn't help but look sideways to see what this big pig trotter looked like.
"Red … is red good?" Jiang He asked softly, her fingers pinching the corner of his shirt and shaking it.
Her ears were a little red. Those gazes made her feel a little uncomfortable.
"I like it. Your clothes are too plain. Sometimes you need to change your style."
Xu Qing took the red silk scarf and made a few gestures. After unfolding it, it was a big piece. It was good to wear or wear. If the sun was hot when fishing, he could wear a hat over this shawl to provide complete protection.
"Are you selling it for fifty?" he asked the stall owner.
"Yes!"
Xu Qing pinched his thigh.
He was too careless!
"I mean fifty taels, plus this sky blue one."
"…"
The stall owner looked at him faintly. "Young man, you can't be so stingy with your girlfriend."
"This is my wife."
"…"
The stall owner didn't say anything. After a friendly negotiation, Xu Qing bought two scarves for 60 yuan and handed them to Jiang He in a bag.
One of them held a ceramic jar, and the other held a bag of silk scarves. They walked out hand in hand.
"You know how to bargain?" Jiang He looked back at the stall. Usually, when she heard the stall owner start to talk nonsense about buying goods or fabrics, she would start to have a headache.
"It's a basic operation. If it was Aunt Cheng, she should be able to buy two scarves for 30 yuan."
"Then we're losing a lot!" Jiang He was shocked.
"It's not a loss to buy a wife for 30 yuan."
"…"
Jiang He looked at him and didn't say anything.
Even if she took advantage of him verbally, it was impossible to make him do anything in bed.
"Look, what are they doing?" Xu Qing saw a group of people gathering by the roadside. He pulled Jiang He and walked two steps faster.
Someone once said that ordinary citizens loved to watch a bustling scene. When they were watching a bustling scene, they would stretch their necks like ducks. Xu Qing was tall, so he didn't need to be like a duck. It was purely because he was bored. He brought Jiang He to stand near them. There was an acquaintance among them.
It was Old Gu.
He was wearing a uniform and a hat. The glittering national emblem reflected the light. He was trying to persuade them.
After listening for a while, he understood. It was Chinese Valentine's Day. The young couple went out shopping together and had a good time. In the end, they bumped into someone else …
No one knew who bumped into who. In any case, both of them looked miserable. There were footprints and dust on their bodies. It was obvious that they had been fighting. The woman was crying.
Oh, Qin Hao ran out so excitedly. Could it be that he was working overtime?
No wonder he was jogging.
Xu Qing made random guesses in his heart. He was about to leave with Jiang He when Old Gu finished his business. He turned around and saw Xu Qing.
"Huh?"
"Hello, Officer Gu."
Old Gu felt that the two of them looked familiar. He only saw them clearly when Xu Qing spoke. He turned his gaze. Jiang He avoided his line of sight.
"Are you … playing with your sister?"
"Girlfriend." Xu Qing raised their hands, which were holding each other's hands. He chuckled.
"Not the sister?"
"The sister has become the girlfriend."
"…"
Old Gu was confused. He nodded at him and did not say anything else. He went to look for his car.
What sister or girlfriend? Young people were just playing around.
"Why do I feel that you are very familiar with him?" Jiang He still remembered Old Gu. He watched him get into the car. The police car started and turned around slowly.
"Not very familiar."
Xu Qing led Jiang He to the end of the night market. There were fewer people and a sudden night breeze. Without the two rows of stalls, it was much quieter.
"You look nervous when you see the police?" He felt Jiang He's grip on his hand tighten.
"I'm used to it …"
"Like a mouse seeing a cat. If I became a police officer, would I …"
"I might not have this habit." Jiang He tucked his hair behind his ear and smiled at him.
"That woman just now has two boyfriends?"
"It might be more than that …"
"Oh my god." Jiang He could not help but look back. "Then I'll have my legs touched every day."
“？”
"You're joking." Jiang He pouted and resumed his expressionless face. He glanced at the side. "That person seems to be walking towards us."
"Maybe he thinks we'll buy flowers."
Xu Qing said casually. He also saw the girl who was walking towards them with a big bouquet of flowers. He did not pay much attention to it. He was thinking about Jiang He's joke.
Little He Miao was amazing …
"Brother, buy a bouquet of flowers for sister?"
"Sister?"
"For … sister-in-law?" The little girl was very smart. She spoke with a Jiangcheng accent as if she was familiar with them.
"How much?"
"Twenty-eight yuan for one flower, eighty-eight yuan for nine flowers. That's it."
"You'll have to ask her if it's more than five yuan." Xu Qing looked at Jiang He. He did not know if Jiang He had been eroded by the trap of consumerism.
If it was the Jiang He from before, he would have refused with a pained face. Such a broken flower had no roots and could not be planted. It would wither after a few days. Twenty-eight yuan was not even as good as buying some pork …
"Sister, buy a bouquet of flowers for brother-in-law!"
"…"
"…"
Jiang He and Xu Qing were stunned.
"Twenty yuan for two flowers." Jiang He stretched out his fingers.
"…" The little girl was also stunned. She looked up and thought for a while. Then she looked down at the time and took out two bouquets from the big bouquet.
…
Back home, Xu Qing washed the ceramic pot, put a paper cup in it, and filled it with water. Both of their flowers were inserted into the cup and placed it next to Jiang He's computer.
"It can be kept open for about five to six days. Not bad."
Xu Qing positioned himself and took two steps back to have a look. The roses were all fresh. They only bloomed when they were bought. It would not be a problem to keep them in water for a week.
"Is this the Chinese Valentine's Day?"
Jiang He was counting with his fingers. Two yuan plus 60 yuan plus 20 yuan. Eighty-two yuan was used to buy two scarves, two flowers, and a ceramic pot.
It was more cost-effective than watching a movie.
"What's the meaning?"
"The meaning is given by people. Couples improve their relationship on this day. Businessmen make money on this day. Men confess their love on this day. Women receive gifts on this day. Everyone is happy." Xu Qing said casually. He took off his shirt and was ready to throw it into the washing machine. At the same time, he took out the two scarves and washed them with water.
"Everyone is benefiting, so who is losing out?"
"Everyone takes what they need. It's like bartering. There's no such thing as losing. Hmm … If I have to say, it's the one who bumped into each other, the bootlicker, and the one who's single. They're like rats, excitedly stirring up trouble. I don't know what's there to be excited about."
"…" Jiang He followed him to the balcony. He took the red and blue scarves and rubbed them in the basin. Jiang He leaned against the door frame and said, "You used to say that you would lick me."
"Yes, I can do it now."
"You wish."
Jiang He turned and left.
Chinese Valentine's Day …
She had it at that time too, but it was different from this one.
She turned on the computer and searched for a moment. A lively rhythm came from the stereo.
"The night falls on the magpie bridge.
Thoughts of Chinese Valentine's Day
The bright moon returns to me and I follow lightly. Fireworks and shadows are appreciated.
The old streets of the small town.
Lovers hold hands and wander together ~ "
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