It was a peaceful night.
The next day, Jiang He woke up early and opened the door to practice her swordsmanship. She had promised Xu Qing that she would open the door for him to watch.
Although Xu Qing did not get up, it had nothing to do with her.
In this strange era, the only thing she could rely on was her own martial arts.
"Good morning."
When Xu Qing got up and washed up, Jiang He had already cleaned herself up. The hair on her forehead was still a little wet from washing her face. She was holding a bag of cat food and pouring it into White Gourd's bowl.
Everything was progressing in a good direction.
If she encountered a street check now, as long as she did not suddenly lose her mind, she would basically be able to avoid it. She would not be treated as a suspect … She already had the privilege of being a woman, and she also had the bonus of beauty. It was much better than a bearded man who had transmigrated.
Xu Qing estimated that if the person who transmigrated was the head of the household, with a face full of beard, eight feet tall, and a body full of muscles, holding a big knife and hiding in the corridor, he and Aunt Cheng, or someone else who saw him at first sight, would probably call the police on the spot.
The scene was too beautiful.
After brushing her teeth and spitting out mouthwash, Xu Qing wiped her mouth with a towel and asked casually, "What does the head of the household look like?"
"A little taller than you."
"Does he have a big beard?"
"Yes … Why don't you have a beard?"
"Because I am a scholar, not a wild man." Xu Qing shrugged. After confirming that her imagination was correct, she turned around and took her keys and mobile phone to go out for breakfast.
"Even a scholar can become a president, could it be …"
"No, I am a normal man. I have a razor, which is specially used for shaving."
"Oh."
"Where is your mobile phone?" Xu Qing asked.
Jiang He took out her mobile phone from her pocket. "Here."
After a pause, she lowered her head and said, "It seems to be broken …"
"No, it's out of battery. The phone needs to be recharged."
Xu Qing returned to the room and took out the power bank before leading Jiang He out. He helped her turn on the computer while charging it.
"It's the weekend, so you don't have to go to work. Put the game aside and learn how to use your phone as soon as possible. If we're not together, like when I go out and you see Chu Renmei again, you can use WeChat to send me a voice message or call me. You'll need this to earn money and spend money in the future."
"Spend money?"
"Yes, do you recognize these two words?"
"Wallet." Jiang He could read quite a few words.
"That's right, this is your wallet. Right now, there's only zero in it. I'll transfer 100 yuan to you, and you'll have 100 yuan to spend." Xu Qing sent a red packet of 100 yuan over and said, "I'm borrowing this from you. You can pay me back when you get your salary."
When it came to borrowing money, Xu Qing had always politely declined. There were only a few people who could borrow money from him — those people usually didn't need to borrow money, and they had never borrowed money before. And those who would borrow money from him were not among them.
Therefore, the first time in his life that he lent money to someone was handed over to Jiang He.
"My first time is in your hands." Realizing this, Xu Qing said to Jiang He very seriously.
"…"
…
"Iron pot, tears in my eyes, I'll fix the pot ~"
After his shift, Qin Hao rode his electric scooter back home. He hummed a song as he parked the scooter, locked it, and went upstairs.
"Dad, I'm back."
"There's porridge in the pot." Qin Maocai raised his head with the newspaper in his hand and glanced at his son. "How many thieves did you catch last night?"
"How can there be so many thieves every day? This is an era of peace. Who would want to be a thief if they have hands and feet? Even beggars can earn more than thieves. "
Qin Hao went into the kitchen, humming. He filled a big bowl of porridge, took a piece of flatbread from the side, and brought out some pickled vegetables.
None of the things he had bragged about when he first started working had come true.
"Even Qing Zi caught a thief when he wasn't a police officer. Why are you a police officer?"
"Huh?" Qin Hao gave him a sidelong glance. "When did this happen?"
"Just a few days ago. I heard from Old Xu that a thief broke into the old house over there. He was beaten up by Qing Zi and let go."
"There's such a good thing?!"
Qin Hao's eyes widened. He raised his hand and wanted to reach for his phone. "This guy didn't even look for me. Why did he let go … He's so undisciplined. I have to give him a good scolding!"
As a police officer, he wanted to do something meaningful every day, but he just couldn't meet it. That guy stayed at home and yet he met someone who delivered goods to his door. What kind of world was this?
"Hey, he's already gone. Why are you still meddling … I heard that he found a girlfriend who lives in his house." Qin Maocai stared at him with bright eyes.
"Hey, that guy has good looks and is tall. Isn't it easy for him to find a girlfriend …"
Qin Hao took a bite of the flatbread and chewed it twice. When he didn't hear a response, he saw the look in his father's eyes and immediately stopped eating.
"You also know that he's good-looking? Even good-looking people know to work hard to find a girlfriend. What about you? "
"I … I'm not in a hurry. I just found a job. Why are you in such a hurry?"
Qin Hao swallowed the flatbread with difficulty and took a bowl of porridge. "You see, I don't have time. I don't know when a call will come and I'll go to the police station. I leave early and come back late. It's useless to find a girlfriend too early. If you want to find a girlfriend, you should find someone who can marry. Otherwise, you'll break up sooner or later. Look at Qing Zi …"
"He already has two!" Qin Maocai was even angrier. "If you know it's not easy to find a girlfriend, why don't you think about it? You just ride your broken bike and wander around every day. What are you doing?"
"Catching a thief."
"Did you catch one?"
"…"
Qin Hao lowered his head listlessly. After a while, he raised his head again. "A few days ago, there was a report of someone selling that kind of thing. I checked the situation and it's very likely. Wait for me to crack down on prostitution …"
"Why did you crack down on him?" Qin Maocai squinted at him.
"That's illegal!"
"Is it a hindrance to you?"
"It's illegal."
"He's doing it willingly. It's a hard-earned money, but you have to crack down on him. Do you have nothing better to do?"
"It's against … Dad, aren't you?" Qin Hao was puzzled.
This old man had been lonely for more than ten years. He couldn't bear the loneliness … F * ck!
"You're a jerk! You don't do anything right every day. When are you going to find a girlfriend? Don't say you're still young. Other than being young, you have nothing else. If you don't hurry up, I'll see where you can find a girlfriend. "
Qin Maocai put down the newspaper and turned back to the house.
"Wait, Dad, don't make such a mess. If one day I crack down on you, how can I show my face in the police station? How can I face my colleagues? Right? "
"I think you're itching for a beating!"
"No, I'm serious … You see, I'm putting family before righteousness. I'm sorry, please go easy on me. I'm sorry for the badge on my shoulder. Please don't … Ouch, don't hit me. I'm eating!"
Qin Hao held the flatbread and dodged. "Well, I'll find a pretty policewoman in the police station to be my girlfriend. I'll bring her back for you to see."
"You? Policewoman? My ass! "
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