Xu Qing did not expect Gong Ping to dig with Jiang He. Based on his impression of Gong Ping, she should be the kind of person who would buy all kinds of delicate nutrient soil and beautiful flower pots from Taobao if she wanted to grow flowers.
People were most afraid of comparison. Jiang He could get free soil just by holding a small shovel, so Gong Ping, who bought soil, felt that she was a fool. Then, she discussed with the unemployed Jiang He and went out to get some soil.
That was probably the truth …
Xu Qing went home and watched the two of them leave with a bag of soil. He retracted his gaze and looked at the flower pots on the balcony and rubbed his forehead.
The flower pots here were already full. There was no need for soil. They were just waiting for germination.
He returned to the computer to do his accounts and study how much money he had now. Then, he did some research on the marked buildings.
Jiang He liked to grow flowers. When looking for a house, he was more inclined to have a balcony on the top floor. Not only could he practice martial arts, but he could also grow some flowers and plants. If Jiang He was interested, he could even grow some onions and garlic …
Huh?
Himself?
Xu Qing felt that it was a great thing to be able to watch Jiang He grow flowers on the balcony with a sword. As for other needs … the house was for living, and it was good enough to have a computer job. It would be best if he could sit by the window. When he was tired of watching dramas, he could watch Jiang He water the flowers with his butt up.
Xu Wenbin was right. The property prices had been rising. After the purchase restrictions in Luoyang City, people with a little money in Jiangcheng could not go there. They could only look back here.
Moreover, it was a habit that people had to have a new house to get married. It had to be a house in the city. It was almost the minimum requirement for a blind date. About ten years ago, it was not as rigid as it was now.
This caused the property prices in the small county to keep rising.
Xu Qing was based on his own situation. If it was not for Jiang He's ability to save money and his parents' help, it did not matter if he could buy a new house or not. He would have to pay for this broken house.
If it was not for Jiang He, it would probably be difficult for him to find a girlfriend …
Unless he was lucky enough to meet an independent, opinionated girl who knew what she wanted and develop a relationship.
Time and fate … anything that did not happen was possible. But once it happened, it became an established fact. That fantasy branch did not exist.
The superposition of the quantum state collapsed when Jiang He appeared, eliminating all other possibilities.
Xu Qing let his imagination run wild for a while. He looked at the sun shining through the window and smiled. He sent the documents on the computer to his phone. He prepared to start looking for a house in a few days. Then, he opened the editing software to get ready.
In the past two months, there hadn't been any blockbuster dramas, nor were there any dramas that were hot topics. There were only a few times a year when a drama could support a small website's UP Master. Most of the time, he had to think of ways to produce his own works, and it wasn't limited to martial arts dramas.
In this era, Wuxia was declining day by day. In literary works, the value of martial arts rose steadily, but Wuxia was gradually declining. Having a clear conscience was less and less satisfying than not having the decisiveness to kill.
Jin Gu and Huang Liangwen had led an era, but it was already in the past. Perhaps it was because of the times. In the past, doing a good deed would be applauded and given a thumbs up. Now, helping someone up would be called an idiot. In the past, if the person being helped dared to bite back, they would be ridiculed in the back. Now, indifference was the majority.
"Wuxia …"
Xu Qing let out a long sigh. That was his youth.
When Jiang He came back, Xu Qing was lying on the sofa watching a drama. It was a classic China drama, White Snake, The Origin.
He stayed by the side and watched for a while. Jiang He couldn't help but pout at the beautiful legs and feet on the screen.
This lecher is my disciple!
Xu Qing wasn't aware of it at all. He was watching intently. Every frame of the delicate and exquisite images could be taken as the background of the screen.
This was a work with an obvious style. How obvious was it? Even without looking at the name list of the production team, they could still be recognized in the next film. This was an LSP (crossed out) team with dreams.
In terms of legs and feet, there was a kind of persistence that penetrated the screen. They did what they wanted to do with their heart.
"Since the return of the Great Sage, the national manga has made a name for itself. Then came the Wind Speech Spell. It was lukewarm and too conventional. It wanted to please both the market and the fans, but in the end, it didn't gain any advantage. Then came the Origin of the White Snake, which went a step further than the return of the Great Sage. The images were more exquisite, while Ne Zha was simple and crude. It was a completely commercial film. Both had breakthroughs in their respective fields.
"White Snake's idea is a little niche. It's not that I'm in control of my life, but it has captured a large number of fans. As for Ne Zha, it's completely commercial. It's a brainwashing promotion, and in the end, it's a big hit. The two movies have taken two completely different paths."
Xu Qing typed on the keyboard. From time to time, he would look up and think. The reviews of the national manga series landed on the document and then uploaded.
"Did you make money?"
"A few of them have been pushed to the top. On the other side, there are people giving tips. It's enough for you to buy a few meals."
Xu Qing pinched her cheek and smiled. "When I become more popular, maybe someone will ask me to write for them. By then, I won't have to spend money to watch movies."
"That good?" Jiang He ate the apple perfunctorily. She didn't expect this lecher to write so many words while watching cartoons.
"It's about the impact. If I write a random article and it has 100,000 readers, I can take you on a sightseeing tour every day."
"Humph, sightseeing? You can't wait to touch my legs every day."
Jiang He got up and stuffed the half-eaten apple into Xu Qing's hand. She rolled up her sleeves and went to cook.
Going on a sightseeing tour every day, how could she live?
"One day, Xu Qing stopped and looked around, but there was no enemy. It turned out that the once towering peak was already under his feet."
Xu Qing read in cadence, like a student who didn't graduate from secondary school. His fingers tapped on the keyboard, replying to some fans' messages.
He didn't publish it on a single website. Not only did he publish it on Doudou, but he also had it on his WeChat account. One article was forwarded to several websites, blooming everywhere.
"Bragging."
"With your current IQ, you can't understand how difficult and great an achievement it is to persist in doing something for two years without any positive feedback. But I have repeated it more than twice."
"How many times?"
"Guess."
"Guess whether I'll guess or not." Jiang He's voice came from the kitchen.
"…"
Not cute anymore.
"Do you eat spicy sticks?"
Jiang He planned to make spicy sticks fried rice. He took out a bag of spicy sticks from the fridge and cut it. He took out half a bag and gave one to Xu Qing. Then he rubbed his fingers and gave the rest to him.
"When I was in primary school, primary school students ate spicy sticks and college students ate Haagen-Dazs. When I went to college, college students ate spicy sticks and primary school students ate Haagen-Dazs."
Xu Qing said while chewing the spicy sticks. He found it interesting to talk to people from ancient times. Jiang He unconsciously understood his life.
"It's always been you."
"Alas, you've changed."
"Only an idiot wouldn't change." Jiang He snorted.
"The Imperial Jade Liquor," Xu Qing said.
“？”
Jiang He was dumbfounded.
Xu Qing laughed heartily. In the end, his skills were still a level higher. He was good at bullying ancient people.
"Let's go to see a house in a few days. It's time to buy a house and get married." He wiped his hands and went into the kitchen to hold Jiang He's waist.
"Have you saved enough money?"
"Almost. If it's not enough, I'll borrow some from my dad. Otherwise, if the price keeps rising, I might have to spend tens of thousands more in a year. Also, it depends on the opportunity to find a suitable house."
Jiang He wanted to say something, but when he heard about the price increase, he was silent for a moment.
"But I didn't save much … I even spent some."
"What do you mean yours and mine? Didn't the two of us save it?"
"… That's true."
"Idiot, do you think you only have the money you earned? You cook, you get coupons, and the money you save usually belongs to the two of us. If I earn money from outside, then you're earning money from me. If it weren't for you, who could save so much money? Do you understand? "
"So, I've been earning money from you."
"It's the two of us who earned it together."
Xu Qing buried his head in her neck and took a deep breath. He couldn't help but laugh. He turned around and went out of the living room. "As a married couple, I'm going to beat you up for this. But for the sake of you, the old lady of Kaiyuan County, I'll let it go this time."
Anyway, anything related to Jiang He had never been normal. He had never heard of anyone sending a semi-illiterate wife to school.
"It should be me who beat you up, right?" Jiang He felt that this guy was making a false accusation.
"I advise you not to provoke me easily. If you find that you can't beat me, it will be your doomsday. Right now, maintaining your deterrence is your best choice."
"You're afraid that I'll beat you up."
"Let's learn from each other?" Xu Qing was itching for a beating again.
"Wait for me to finish cooking."
"Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
…
May 2nd, Labor Day, evening.
Xu Qing in chainmail VS Jiang He bare-handed.
Xu Qing lost.
…
…
Half of May had passed in the process of looking at houses.
Xu Wenbin borrowed his precious car. Xu Qing was pleasantly surprised and drove at a tortoise speed.
He hadn't driven much since his senior year. Although his driving skills were still there, he didn't dare to drive too fast.
"Look! Another battery-powered car overtook us! "Jiang He sat in the passenger seat and pointed out the window.
"Shut up! I'm in a hurry. " Xu Qing's face darkened. He looked at the traffic jam in front of him. It was rush hour now, not to mention battery-powered cars, even a bicycle would be faster than driving.
The place was not big, but there were many cars. Every household had one. Xu Qing felt that it was a wise decision to buy a house first and then think about a car.
"I want to learn too. How about hitchhiking in the future?" Jiang He's eyes sparkled as he watched Xu Qing operate the car.
"I don't recommend it."
"Why? Because I'm from ancient times? "
"No, hitchhiking has its risks."
"No one can beat me. If anyone wants to rob me, I'll just hold him down and send him to the police station to the fatty."
"Don't think too much. If you want to learn, wait until you're in school. You're still studying now. Every day, you're just doing questions and you're crying."
"I'm just scratching my head."
"I guess you're trying to say that I'm racking my brain."
"…"
Jiang He was angry. He looked out the window and ignored him.
"How about that house just now? It's a bit remote and far from the wet market. The good thing is that the balcony is big enough for you to play with your 1.6 meter long sword. "
"The wet market is far away. I can ride a scooter to get there." Jiang He liked the balcony just now. It was a good place to dry quilts.
"Then let's go to the other place tomorrow and compare."
As they were talking, the car in front started moving. Xu Qing followed it slowly. They walked for dozens of meters and continued to be stuck in traffic.
"Let's take the bus tomorrow." Jiang He could not stand it anymore. She wriggled around in the car like a maggot.
It was better to sit at home and read a book with White Gourd than to be stuck in traffic on the road.
"We're late today. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many cars."
Xu Qing was also annoyed. He held the steering wheel and looked left and right. He then looked at the GPS on his phone and suggested: "Let's turn east and go to the suburbs before going home."
Jiang He agreed, although she did not know where the east was.
The car turned at the next intersection. After blocking a road, the traffic gradually thinned. The black car pierced through the dusk, stirring up dust as it drove on the remote road.
In front of them was a boundless wheat field. The leaves had started to turn yellow.
The sun had completely set. Only the fire-like clouds were rolling in the sky.
Listening to the music in the car, Xu Qing looked into the distance. The annoyance from the traffic just now disappeared. Now, like Jiang He, he liked the scenery of the open field.
Jiang He pressed down the window. A breeze blew from afar. The wheat was rolling. She could not help but take a deep breath. She held up her phone to take pictures.
She liked the function of taking pictures. She could take pictures of everything she liked.
"Actually, it's very convenient to have a car, isn't it?" Xu Qing laughed.
Jiang He glanced at him. She looked left and right. There was no one on the remote road.
"I think you're hinting at something."
"You're trying to seduce me."
"You're the one who is thinking about it."
Xu Qing did not reply. He leaned against the window and looked outside. In this quiet dusk, he was thinking about the marriage with Jiang He.
"When we buy the house, we should get married. What kind of ring do you want?"
"Didn't you say to carry me in a sedan chair?"
"I want a sedan chair and a wedding ring."
"Well … let me study it first." Jiang He still did not know the necessary meaning of a ring.
Xu Qing looked at her with a gentle gaze.
Jiang He was wearing a pair of black boots and a pair of jeans with a beautiful belt. On top of that was a slim jacket. Her hair was tied up casually at the back of her head. She had bought this on her own and had not gotten Xu Qing to dress her up. Surprisingly, it looked good.
He guessed that it was with Gong Ping's help. This little old lady knew how to dress herself. The ancient part of her was gradually fading. Sometimes, even he could not recognize her.
"Kiss?" He leaned over and said.
Jiang He looked away from the phone. She raised her head and closed her eyes. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly.
"Heroine."
"Hm?"
"I really can't help it. Let's consummate our marriage tonight, okay?" Xu Qing touched her face and said.
"…"
Jiang He opened her eyes and looked at him. She paused for a moment and her lips moved a few times. "No, no … okay?"
"Is it not okay?"
"I think, I think …" Jiang He's face gradually turned red. She looked away and then came back to her senses. She stared at him fiercely. "How can you ask such things?!"
"You're an ancient person. It's normal to ask."
"I'm a modern person! I'm a modern Jiang He! "
"So what do you mean?"
"Nothing." Jiang He clenched her fists. He had already said that she was a modern person, but she still asked.
"…"
Xu Qing's gaze landed on her soft, tender and very strong little hand.
You're a damn modern person!
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