Eating feet during Chinese New Year … Pui, dumplings.
For the first time, Xu Qing realized that this thing was really different from what he saw on the computer.
In the morning, he woke up.
Looking at the curtains shining under the sunlight, Xu Qing sat at the head of the bed and pondered. He was a master of knowledge, but he was actually a virgin. How did he suddenly become so playful?
Something was wrong.
He used to be very normal, and there was nothing strange about him, but now …
He turned his gaze to the side. Jiang He's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his breathing suddenly stopped. It was obvious that he was pretending to be asleep.
"Clap!"
Xu Qing clapped his hands, and Jiang He instantly opened his eyes.
"So I'm very lecherous."
He suddenly realized.
"…" Jiang He stared at him quietly.
"So, this is just pure lechery, not perverted at all."
This conclusion made Xu Qing very satisfied. Facing Jiang He's strange gaze, he climbed out of the bed and prepared to wash up.
He conveniently threw the two pairs of socks into the trash can and tied the mouth of the trash bag. He did not intend to wash them and use them again.
At night, the human body would secrete dopamine, and then the mind would be stimulated. It was very normal to do some things that one would not normally do.
Also, perverts would not think of themselves as perverts, and when he just woke up, he almost thought of himself as a pervert.
This proved that he was very normal.
"Aren't you going to wash up?" Jiang He curled up under the quilt and peeked out one eye to look at him packing the trash bag. The look in her eyes was still very strange.
She was asking about the two pairs of socks. Xu Qing knew without any explanation. He calmly said, "If you want to wear them, I'll buy you new ones."
"Didn't you want me to wear them?" Jiang He could not let him put the blame on her.
"Ah … Okay, anyway, I'll buy new ones."
Xu Qing took the trash bag and went out.
This little old lady who was more than a thousand years old seemed to have learned something incredible. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed normal.
For a couple, it was normal. It was just that when he was with Jiang He, he kept thinking about her identity. That was why he felt that it was not normal.
After spending so much time with the little old lady, Xu Qing felt that he had been led astray by her. Jiang He had been studying modern culture, but he had been led by Jiang He to consider things from the perspective of ancient people.
As they went back and forth, he felt unnatural.
"Fishing today?"
After brushing his teeth and eating breakfast, Xu Qing picked up his sword and saw Jiang He packing up the fishing rod and her balance bike. It was an anniversary gift for her, and there was a little seedling engraved on it.
Jiang He put the bits and pieces into the little red bucket and checked if he had forgotten anything in his bag. He took the fishing rod and said, "Yes, I found a very good place yesterday."
"If you catch a big fish, send it to my dad."
"Sure."
National Day was very close. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, she would bring a big fish that she had caught and let Jiang He carry it. When he entered the house, she would shout, "Dad! I caught a fish for you guys! "
Xu Wenbin didn't know how to react, but Xu Qing was looking forward to it.
Even if he couldn't catch it, he could buy a big fish and pretend that he had caught it himself. Anyway, it was normal for old fishermen to do this … Jiang He was already a mature old fisherman.
Jiang He asked, "I saw people release fish. If they give me money, I won't go fishing. Won't that give them merit?"
"They aren't stupid. Why would they give you money?"
"Don't all the monks in the temple do this? I give them money and they record merit. I also make a merit book to help them record it. "
"…"
There seemed to be nothing wrong with it.
Xu Qing scratched his head. "Then you have to shave your head."
"…"
"…"
"Don't look at me. I will never shave my head!"
Jiang He's gaze made Xu Qing feel cold. Then, Jiang He put down the fishing rod and came over to touch his head a few times. Only then did he pick up the rod and the little red bucket again.
"I'm going out!"
Stepping on the hoverbike, Jiang He, dressed neatly with the sky-blue silk scarf Xu Qing gave her around his neck, floated towards Gong Ping's room.
Leaving Xu Qing alone in the room to practice swordsmanship. Fortunately, it wasn't as hot as summer, and his movements were skilled. After a whole set, he wasn't panting and sweating like before. He looked a bit like a master.
Recalling the white silk feet last night, he suddenly wondered if Jiang He learned it from Gong Ping.
After all, that old woman would lift her skirt to lure the fish when she was fishing.
Xu Qing thought for a while, moved the fat White Gourd on the sofa, turned on his computer, and watched a replay of last night's news.
Last month, he found out that the real estate fund that he had been guarding for half a year had secretly changed its position. He hesitated for a while and then put the money into real estate stocks — in less than half a month, it had risen by nearly 20 points and hit the upper limit in the middle.
Xu Qing trusted this manager, but unfortunately, the manager didn't trust himself.
Alas, money.
While sorting out his notes, Xu Qing thought about what to do with his current assets.
As his savings increased, the proportion of his shares in the stock market increased correspondingly. There was also Jiang He's savings. He could consider teaching her how to deal with the reverse repurchase of government bonds or something, so that she wouldn't be so free to learn from Gong Ping …
Xu Qing seemed to be idling around every day, but the things he did were all piecemeal. Whether it was editing videos, saving money, or even the movie review that was useless and only earned a little bit of tips, it didn't take too much time when he got started. It seemed easy, but he basically had no free time. He just didn't need to sit in a fixed position all day long. He wanted Jiang He to learn how to do it, if possible.
That was the way to create. You had to keep thinking, so that you could produce something in those few hours.
Even when he was sitting with Zhao Shu drinking tea and bragging, he wasn't completely idle. His mind was constantly working.
Previously, most of his thinking time was spent on Jiang He, but now, he was gradually recovering. Xu Qing took his thermos and went out for a walk. Like a mental patient, he thought of himself as an old man and slowly walked out under the sun.
The nearest police station was on Qingxin Street, opposite Beiwang Road. It wasn't the one where Qin Hao worked. It was a little small, and the old city here was not as grand as Qin Hao's.
After strolling to Qingxin Street, Xu Qing looked around and sat on the edge of the flower bed in the green belt. His eyes were on the entrance of the police station, and he took a sip of water. His expression was calm, and he didn't look guilty at all.
Even if his mind was thinking of something not so good.
People came and went on the street. He didn't know how long he sat. The sun rose, and the shade of the trees could no longer cover the place where he was sitting. Xu Qing got up and continued to walk along the road while sending a message to Qin Hao.
Xu Qing: "Is the authority to apply for a household registration in Jiangcheng delegated to the police station or the branch office? "
Qin Hao: "??" Why do I feel like you're up to something? "
Xu Qing: "Jiang He's identity hasn't been settled yet."
Qin Hao: "I almost forgot. You're finally willing to help him. Have you gone back to Zhejiang City to take a look? I'll definitely go back to Zhejiang City to look for him. "
Xu Qing frowned and stopped walking on the street. He thought for a moment and replied, "We'll talk about it when it's time. I'll just ask where to go, so that I won't make a wasted trip."
Qin Hao: "Branch office. We're here."
Seeing Qin Hao's message, Xu Qing held his phone and thought for a moment.
"Are you busy recently? "
"What?" Qin Hao replied and said cautiously, "Don't mention anything inappropriate."
"We have to pick a time when we're not so busy. It's not like we can just get a new ID and take a photo. If you guys are so busy, we can wait." "
"You're considerate, but I'm not from the household registration department. I'll help you keep an eye on the people there." "
The two of them chatted back and forth. Xu Qing held his vacuum flask and wandered around the streets.
He had long understood that things like household registration would not be too busy if they were delegated to the police station. If they were all handled in the branch office like now, they would even have to borrow people from other departments when they were busy.
That was what Xu Qing did not want to see.
Whether it was a cute girl or an old lady handling Jiang He's matters, it would be better to handle it than people like Qin Hao. It was better to have less trouble.
Furthermore, if the other party was careless and relaxed their conditions when they were busy, it would be better for them to make sufficient preparations. With so many preparations, they might be dismissed by the other party when they were busy. Whether they could succeed or not depended on their luck. Only when they were free could those preparations come into play.
After all, rules were rules. When it came to practical matters, there was still a lot of room to maneuver.
It was better to be free than busy.
Xu Qing looked up into the distance. The golden sunlight shone through the leaves, slightly dazzling.
He was an ordinary person. He could only do as much detail as possible according to his understanding. Whether it was useful or not, it was better than rushing headfirst.
An old lady from the Tang Dynasty …
Back at the main entrance, Uncle Zhao was looking out from under the parasol. His grandson had already started school, and he often came over to play with him during the summer holidays. Now that he suddenly didn't see him, he felt a bit sad. So, he could only invite Xu Qing to sit down and have some tea.
"You, a young man, are more comfortable than me?" Zhao Shu smoked a cigarette and felt a little envious. Damn, he had been looking forward to retirement for so long, and now Xu Qing was living it.
This guy carried a vacuum flask and wandered around. His girlfriend was also carrying a fishing rod and riding a scooter with her friends. The two of them were not as free as these two.
"You just look free."
"In reality? What else do you have to do to be tired? "Zhao Shu agreed. Who did not have to go to work every day?
"In fact, I'm even more free. I'm bored to death."
"…"
"Hahaha, I'm kidding. I'm busy when you can't see me." Xu Qing poured himself a cup of tea and blew gently. "You are busy when you can see me."
"Busy with what?"
"Busy thinking about how to make a good video. Once I think of it, I have to go home to do it."
He circled his finger around his head twice.
"Still idle." Zhao Shu clicked his tongue. He had to admit that some people were very powerful, but the way they worked was hard for ordinary people to imagine.
For example, Mr. Ma regretted creating Aba Aba every day. How tiring was that …
Zhao Shu shook his head. As smart as he was, if Old Ma wanted to come over, he would not change his job. It was more comfortable to be a security guard.
"People only have this life."
"Yes, this life." Xu Qing echoed and imitated Zhao Shu's posture as he leaned on the chair and looked out at the street.
"Look at those rich people. They drive luxury cars and live in high-rise buildings. What's the use of that? It's just a bed. "Zhao Shu smoked and commented.
"Yes, yes, that's it."
"There are also beautiful women. In a few decades, they will all be old ladies. Boring, right?"
"Well, women are not interesting at all. They are all the same whether they are beautiful or not. What's so good about them?" Xu Qing held the cup and took a sip of water. From afar, he saw Jiang He and Gong Ping floating over on the wind and fire wheels.
Then he followed the two women and left.
Zhao Shu was left there by himself. Young people like good-looking faces. It's over.
…
"What's the point of sitting with old men every day?" Gong Ping looked back with the fishing rod. She could not understand what Xu Qing was thinking.
From afar, it looked like two old men sitting there.
"I'm bored. I have nothing to do." Xu Qing shrugged.
"I asked you to go fishing with us, but you didn't want to," Jiang He said.
"I still have things to do. How can I have time to go fishing?"
"…"
"…"
Jiang He and Gong Ping rolled their eyes and stopped at the intersection. The two put down the bucket and divided the spoils. Then they waved their hands and went home.
"We got a lot today."
Xu Qing saw the fish in the bucket. Although it was not as big as the previous one, it was still two fingers wide. It was enough for two people to fry a plate.
Or it would be more appropriate to fry a plate. Jiang He liked to fry small fish.
"There was a big fish, but it escaped."
"It escaped?"
"Of course. It's not like you can catch it after eating the bait." Jiang He found that she could despise Xu Qing in fishing. When she was free, she often learned some skills on the Internet. Xu Qing only knew how to hang the bait and throw it out. Whether he could catch it or not depended on his luck. It was purely for fun.
Xu Qing helped carry the fishing rod and other things. Jiang He carried the small red bucket home. They did not catch a big fish. The plan to give it to Xu Wenbin to show off also failed.
Jiang He rarely mentioned her identity. She seemed to know that Xu Qing would arrange everything for her. She never urged him, and there was no need to rush her now.
"I remember you said that the old lady who scavenged told you that she picked you up in Jiangcheng. Later, she wandered to Zhe City. That's why you came to Jiangcheng to work, right?" Xu Qing suddenly asked.
"Ah?" Jiang He was stunned. She thought for a moment and said, "I didn't hear it clearly. Ask again."
"…"
Xu Qing repeated.
"Yes, I've told you before." Jiang He nodded.
The two of them looked at each other and chuckled.
Jiang He used a pair of scissors to cut open a small fish that was two fingers wide. His fingers nimbly handled the fish. If a group of old ladies by the riverside saw this, they would definitely break their thighs and exclaim, "What a sin!"
Even the little turtle was thrown into the river and drowned. The poor turtle tried to climb up but was thrown back in again. No one knew what kind of magical operation it was. Sure enough, the modern world was different. It was the golden age … Anything could happen.
Jiang He thought about the anecdotes she had encountered. She rubbed her forehead with the back of her hand and glanced at Xu Qing next to her.
"You sit with Zhao Shu every day. Are you helping me?"
"No, I just like to rest with them."
"What's the point?"
"That's very interesting. It doesn't cost you anything. You can sit for an afternoon with a cup of tea. You can also bask in the sun. Isn't it more comfortable than putting a stool in a small red bucket and going to the river?"
"You look like an old man from a distance."
"My hair is not white."
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