Today, with Xu Wenbin and his wife taking care of the child, Xu Qing was free. It was not a big deal.
On a whim, he dressed up, shaved, put on his latest shirt, and polished his shoes. Xu Qing sat in the wheelchair and prepared to go out under the gaze of the old couple and the sister and brother.
"You are still sitting!"
"I am going to return it. I can't carry it." Xu Qing spread out his hands.
"…"
What he said made a lot of sense. Xu Wenbin watched him walk out of the door, speechless.
Spring had arrived. In Jiang City, the four seasons were distinct. The leaves on both sides were green, and the wind was blowing gently.
When they arrived, Wang Zijun was surprised that Xu Qing could still use the wheelchair so quickly. According to his estimation, it would take at least ten days to half a month to be satisfied. At the same time, he would give some useful suggestions to modify the wheelchair.
This wheelchair was prepared for old age. He wanted to be the most beautiful old man on the street. At that time, no one could control him and he could drive it wherever he wanted. He turned on the stereo.
"You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky. Let me keep you with my heart. (Hey! Stay!) "
It was just nice that he could dance with his partners. He didn't need to bring the stereo. Those little old ladies would definitely look at him differently. No matter when he was young or old, he would be the most popular.
Xu Qing expressed his admiration for Wang Zijun's great ideals. Others were thinking about how to retire, but he had already prepared how to please the little old ladies in his old age.
"What if you are beaten by other old men?" Xu Qing reminded him that it would be very eye-catching.
"What is the pepper spray for? I also need to add an electric shock device. Safety first. If you want it in the future, you can just follow my modifications. It's very simple. By then, there should be a stronger battery, engine, and so on. We should be able to race in wheelchairs, a real race car, the kind that can whiz. "Wang Zijun sat back on his throne. His intelligence took over again as he started to imagine the future.
Xu Qing couldn't understand Wang Zijun's fanaticism for wheelchairs. He was a little obsessed with them. Although it was fun and convenient, racing was unnecessary. He was afraid that he would fall into a ditch. His body wasn't that good after he got old. If he flipped over, he was afraid that he wouldn't die fast enough.
"Actually, we can look forward to gaming helmets. A standalone one is fine too. Who's going around in a wheelchair every day? Wouldn't it be better to watch girls in VR?"
"Wretched!"
Wang Zijun snorted and said after a pause, "VR isn't as good as real life. Come, let's go to the bar and watch the girls sing."
As he spoke, he prepared to pull Xu Qing. Xu Qing hurriedly refused, saying that the bar was for young people, and middle-aged people might be in danger.
"Life-threatening?"
"Yes."
Xu Qing nodded. If it was five, six, seven or eight years ago, it would have been fine. Jiang He was still very magnanimous at that time. If he went now …
The Xu siblings were sick at home, and the old couple accompanied them. He ran out to the bar with Wang Zijun to watch the girls.
He might really have to use a wheelchair.
Speaking of which, ordering a glass of wine at a bar and listening to the girls sing "I like you" on the stage with the microphone, their eyes moving, and their laughter even more charming … was a very enjoyable thing. After that, he would come out to take a shower, scrub his back, and pull out two fire pots. This was the ultimate enjoyment for a middle-aged man like Wang Zijun.
"Your wife doesn't seem to be an ordinary person." Wang Zijun recalled the scene of Jiang He breaking a steel awl with his bare hands and expressed sympathy for Xu Qing's life.
"Of course she's not an ordinary person. She's amazing."
"How amazing?"
"Have you seen 'You from the Stars'?" Xu Qing asked.
"…"
Wang Zijun was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No."
"What a pity."
The two men chatted, drank a cup of coffee, and sat in Starbucks for the whole afternoon, stealing some time from their busy lives.
Relatively speaking, Xu Qing was not very busy. Now that he was back to being an unemployed person, he was not in a hurry at all. His strong mentality made Wang Zijun click his tongue in wonder.
To be precise, he was not completely unemployed. Xu Qing was always good at changing what he had accumulated in various ways and then exporting it.
Just what Wang Zijun knew, there were more than ten years of movie reviews and news analysis, which could also be counted as investment suggestions. However, he did not publish any suggestions. He changed his habit of watching the news every day, and spent more than ten minutes clearly summarizing, circling the key points, and then exporting it.
As early as a long time ago, in some groups and circles of friends, there were summarizing marketing accounts such as "See what happened in the world yesterday in three minutes." They listed the important matters one by one, so that lazy people could also understand what happened on this planet, and thus accumulate traffic.
Xu Qing was a little more professional. He marked the key information, added his own analysis of the policy, summarized it, and then published it. It was similar to investment suggestions, but there were no suggestions. Anyway, it was not a loss to read it. In the comments section below, people often discussed his analysis, either agreeing or refuting it.
This seemed simple, but Wang Zijun knew that he could not do it, and he could not persist, even if it only took him ten minutes a day.
This might be the difference between people.
After persisting for so many years, on the surface, Xu Qing was an editor, but in fact … Wang Zijun always felt that Xu Qing was not limited to these two things. Anything that persisted for more than ten years would be somewhat beyond imagination. There were also similar things like promoting books, promoting movies, promoting practical goods, and so on. These seemed very simple, but some people could earn tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands a month, which was enviable.
However, at the beginning, they were all generating electricity for love. It was just that after doing it for a long time, and persisting for a long time, they encountered a small opportunity and jumped to become big fans, able to cash their traffic.
"Everyone's attention is the most valuable."
This was what Xu Qing said to him when he was editing videos in university. Looking back at it from the current point, it was indeed very true.
Providing convenience for lazy people, and lazy people provided attention. Wang Zijun felt that watching short videos and marketing accounts was a kind of entertainment, but in Xu Qing's view, it was a kind of transaction.
"The world belongs to smart people." Wang Zijun sighed.
"When my wife first came to Earth, I also told her the same thing." Xu Qing laughed. "In fact, it still depends on luck."
"Hmph, luck …"
Wang Zijun sat in the wheelchair and looked elsewhere. It seemed like luck, but in fact, it was a kind of inevitability. When the opportunity came, the deeper the accumulation of people, the more they could grasp it, and the higher they could fly.
It was already afternoon. Wang Zijun smoked a cigarette while driving the wheelchair out.
"If you have nothing to do, bring the child out to play more often."
"Only when I have time." Xu Qing responded. When he came, he drove the wheelchair. Now that Wang Zijun was driving the wheelchair away, he could only walk back.
When they arrived at the flower shop, Jiang He expressed disdain for his oily and powdered appearance.
"My mom is here today, let's go for a candlelight dinner."
Xu Qing stroked his hair and invited the heroine.
"The child is sick, you and I go out for a candlelight dinner."
"It doesn't seem too good."
"It's been a long time since the two of us ate together. Wait for me to close the door," Jiang He continued.
So, Xu Qing sent a message to the old couple, saying that they would take care of the child. Grandpa, Grandma, Dad, and Mom were very happy.
Only the world of the Xu siblings being injured was completed.
When the two of them returned home, burping, Xu Shi 'an sneakily came over and sniffed beside Xu Qing.
"I told you! The two of them went to eat and didn't bring us! "Xu Shi 'an turned and said to Xu Jin.
"This is called a date," Xu Qing corrected him. He was in a good mood and picked up Shi An and weighed him. The little brat had become heavier again.
"You tell the child everything!"
Zhou Suzhi slapped him and took Shi An. How could he weigh him so casually …
Eh, Shi An was quite heavy. How could he lift him with one hand so easily?
Zhou Suzhi also lifted Shi An and weighed him. Shi An looked at his grandfather with a look of despair.
"You've gained weight? Let me see … "
Xu Wenbin leaned over and weighed the siblings in his arms.
"Dad, don't let them infect you. They haven't recovered from their cold yet."
Xu Qing was worried about the old couple's health. He drove the siblings to the balcony to exercise. The doctor said that it was best to exercise more. They would feel much better after sweating.
Xu Shi 'an wanted to eat a big goose. The next day, Jiang He bought one and had a family dinner with the old couple while watching TV.
The routine was never outdated. On TV, when a man encountered a strong enemy and was in danger, he asked the woman to leave. The woman cried and shouted and refused to leave. Then, the two of them were captured together and waited for another good brother to come and save them.
If it was Jiang He, he would have gone up and killed all the villains.
It was like this ten years ago, and it was still like this ten years later. Xu Qing wanted to complain subconsciously, but then he remembered that he had given himself a vacation. He had to change his occupational disease.
Jiang He looked at Xu Qing's disappointed look and helped him pick up a piece of goose meat.
After dinner, the old couple, Zhou Suzhi, taught Xu Jin and Shi An how to read the alphabet. Jiang He and Xu Qing did not want to disturb them, so they sneaked to the balcony to enjoy the cool air.
"Ah, ah bo, ah bo, Hungry Buddha Song …"
Xu Wenbin said one sentence, and the two of them followed suit. Back when Xu Qing was teaching Jiang He, she was not so patient. She often laughed at her for being a stupid ancient person.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. So, Jiang He beat Xu Qing.
Hearing the banging sound outside, Xu Wenbin looked sideways. He couldn't help but take off his glasses, wipe them with his collar, and put them back on. The two people on the balcony were holding hands and standing by the railing to look at the scenery below.
"Did you see that just now?" The old man turned his head and asked Zhou Suzhi.
"Calm down. You don't know. Sometimes that kid will regurgitate. Biscuits, dates, and plums will come out of his mouth …"
"…"
Xu Wenbin had a complicated expression.
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