Chapter 17

"Yes, three."

"Take care of it."

"Crushing."

"I can't afford it."

With the music of Ding Ling Dong Dong, Xu Qing teaches Jiang He to be familiar with the rules of fighting landlords. Seeing that she is a little fresh and starts playing by herself, she doesn't push her to the side and stretches back to the house to have a rest.

The disadvantage of getting up early is that it's easy to get sleepy in the afternoon and you have to take a nap. But after taking a nap, it's hard to fall asleep at night and get up late, which leads to the cycle of getting up late again.

Fortunately, I didn't find a job that day.

But then again, even if the interview is successful, Xu Qing will have to quit the job and study the ancients at home.

Until sunset, orange sunlight slanting in from the window, Xu Qingcai rubbed his eyes out of the bedroom to see what Jiang He was doing.

Doulandlord has been turned off, and aunt Qiongyao's "listen to me!" is playing on the computer screen“ I won't listen Then they hugged each other and cried.

Jiang He holds the wax gourd with no expression on his face and looks at the two people crying bitterly on the screen.

"It's not a good thing. Watch less." Xu Qingdan is in pain. He saved the play by looking for materials to intersperse with videos.

Don't mention it. It's easy to cut facial expression bags.

To help Jiang He turn off this broken play, Xu Qing looked at the broadcast records. It's already in the Ming Dynasty, and the progress is still very fast. He said strangely, "what do you think of the destruction of the Tang Dynasty... Um... The change of dynasty?"

Jiang He shook his head silently and did not speak.

"Let's go out for dinner, this time to the East. By the way, it's better to change a skirt, which will help to change the image. "

Seeing Jiang He's appearance, Xu Qing didn't ask any more, pointed to her hair and said, "you don't need to tie your hair. Just leave it loose. Did you go out in the middle of the night a few days ago

"Well."

Jiang He nodded and went back to his room to change clothes.

A moment later.

Jiang He, a light green dress, opened the door and came out. His original soulful temperament faded, and he stood there quietly, quite a bit of powder, crisp and delicate.

"Er..."

Xu Qingleng in situ, scratching his head and waving, "forget it, change back to the previous clothes, this is too conspicuous."

The ancients in temperament, zhente Niang is a metaphysics.

“……”

Jiang He clenched his fist and went back to the room to change.

Looking at her room door closed, Xu Qing leaned on the door to find a mobile phone to open a treasure to browse.

It seems that you can buy more clothes to play the miracle of real life

……

"Take your girlfriend shopping again?"

Uncle Zhao is still smoking. He is sitting at the gate with a stick in his hand. There is a yellow paper on the handle of the stick. I don't know where he got it in this short day.

"Friend, friend."

Xu Qing casually said, aiming at the stick in his hand, quite guilty, "Uncle Zhao, are you... Peach wood?"

"No, the mahogany ones haven't arrived yet. I'll put them together first."

"Oh, no trouble."

"Hey, do I look like Qin Qiong in the New Year picture?" Uncle Zhao is very proud of his stick.

What is a simple security guard? He now shoulders the responsibility of Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong!

"Yes, indeed. It's getting dark. Pay attention Xu Qing said yes.

"It's OK. I still have the great mercy mantra here."

Looking at the sky, uncle Zhao could not help feeling a little empty. He took out his big mobile phone and pointed it twice. The voice of Sanskrit singing came out from the sound tube.

“……”

Xu Qing looks at Jiang He with complicated expression.

What a sin.

Casually speaking, they walked out of the door and saw that there was no one else around. Jiang Hecai whispered: "what is a girlfriend?"

"Friends."

"Why add a female character?"

"Because you're a woman." Xu Qing's reply is very perfunctory.

"Then why don't you say no?"

"Er..."

Xu qingkaku, I don't know how to explain love to her.

Is there love in Tang Dynasty?

"Don't ask the wrong questions. You'll know later."

"Oh."

Two people walk quietly on the road, strolling slowly. No matter how many times they come out, Jiang He is curious about all kinds of shops and decorations on the roadside.

There is no curfew, there are no hawkers, there are no potholes in the mud road, pedestrians are smiling or in a hurry, there is a family of three walking by hand, there are also people with their heads down at the roadside, laughing at the thing called mobile phone.

There was an indescribable atmosphere everywhere. Jiang He didn't know how to describe it. She had never seen such a stable place, even in the prosperous age.

There is peace everywhere. Everything you see is like a dream.

"Drink milk tea or not?" Xu Qing stops at the door of the milk tea shop, and Jiang He also stops with his action.

"Tea?"

"Come here."

Xu Qing is too lazy to explain. Anyway, you can taste it.

"One pearl milk tea, one kumquat and lemon, less ice and sugar."

Scan code paid, two people standing at the door quietly waiting, Jiang He Ding to see the people in the shop busy, do not know what to think.

When the milk tea was ready, Xu Qing put the straw into the pearl milk tea and handed it to Jiang He, "no, you drink this, my cup is sour."

"Well..."

When he went a little further, Jiang He asked, "did those people just... Make money by doing this?"

"Yes, that's work."

"Can I learn to do this kind of work, too?" Jiang He asked.

"No, because you don't have an ID card."

“……”

Jiang He was silent.

"The problem of identity can't be solved overnight. Don't worry, you can always find a way."

Xu Qing comfort two, see her holding milk tea did not drink a few, not from strange: "not good to drink?"

Jiang He took another big drink, frowned slightly and swallowed, "well... It's a bit strange, and the things in it are not easy to chew."

"Ha, heroes think alike!"

Xu Qing laughed, "I think so, too. How can anyone like to drink this kind of thing, and say that girls like to drink it..."

“……”

Jiang He took a look at the kumquat and lemon in Xu Qing's hand and looked up at him.

I'm afraid there's nothing wrong with this man.

"Er... I'm sour. Maybe you're not used to it." Xu Qing explained that she shrugged her shoulders and pulled out her straw and handed it forward.

"If you don't believe it, try it - it's a little strange to pull out your straw and insert it. Anyway, use your own straw."

Jiang He pulled out the straw, threw it into his cup and took a sip. When he got the sour and sweet taste, he opened his eyes slightly, tasted it carefully and looked at Xu Qing.

"It's delicious."

“……”

Xu Qing touched his nose, "I'll give you a drink. I'll throw away the Pearl."

He said, Jiang He's milk tea has been taken over, throw into the next bin.

"I'm glad you like this."

Xu Qing grinned and turned around to take her on the tour.

Jiang He, holding a kumquat and lemon in his hand, continues to walk with Xu Qing. From time to time, he lowers his head to take a sip, and then looks at Xu Qing.

I always feel that something is not right

But it's really delicious.