Chapter 59

It snowed all day and all night.

The next day is still going on, Xu Qing got up from the bed, stood up to the window to have a look, all eyes are white.

Jiangcheng hasn't had such heavy snow in a long time. The local news has been stirred by the news, and all kinds of headlines such as "I haven't seen them in ten years" and "how they've been for more than ten years" fill the page.

"So early? You can sleep more. "

Xu Qing came out to pee in her pajamas. When she was going back to the room, the door of Jiang He's room opened. The girl was wearing a sweater and was ready to practice martial arts with her sword.

"I can't sleep." Jiang Hedao.

"Habits?"

"Habits."

"It's time to change." Xu Qing shakes her head and drags the cotton back to the house as she says, "on such a snowy day, you should lie in the quilt until noon, have a meal and then continue to lie in... That's enjoyment."

“……”

Jiang He didn't answer. He held his breath and prepared to gesture.

"Hiss, alas."

Xu Qing breathes a long sigh of relief when he gets back into the quilt. Although there is heating in the room, it's not as warm as the quilt. It's really a bit cold when he gets out like this, and it's much more comfortable when he comes back.

"Don't turn it off, don't turn it off. I'll see if I can learn." He cried.

When they came back, they didn't close the bedroom door on purpose. The door of Jiang He's room was also open. One of them lay on his own bed, the other stood in his own room. They could see each other through the living room. Jiang He felt uncomfortable and wanted to close the door, but he was called to stop by the goods.

"You... You're not up yet."

"I'll lie down for a while, and it's not naked. Isn't it dressed?" Xu Qing leaned on the head of the bed and shook her pajamas, "it's not in the way."

Jiang He thought about it. It seems that he often wanders around in his pajamas, but he didn't say any more. He turned his back to readjust his state and practice his own swordsmanship.

Xu Qing felt heavy with the three foot long sword. In Jiang He's hand, it was like a fake sword in the park's old man's hand. It looked light and weightless. It was very popular to dance.

There is no fancy move, she is in the small room so point range of small steps around, move fierce.

Usually Xu Qing would cheer, today quietly, holding a mobile phone secretly taking photos, this kind of Jiang He and sitting in front of the computer are completely two temperament.

A Sassou chivalrous woman, a simple housemaid.

"It would be better if you practiced outside in the snow." Seeing that Jiang He had finished his training, he was amazed.

"You don't need special effects. You can take a camera and make a big movie."

Other people's photos are all fake. He's real.

"It's cold outside."

Jiang He put the sword back to the scabbard with a clang sound, and copied his sleeve to restore his simple appearance. I don't know when he learned this action with Xu Qing. It's a standard farmer's guess.

"Are you still afraid of the cold?" He asked.

"It's more frost resistant than you, not afraid."

"Oh."

Xu Qing was not interested. She looked at the photos twice. Then the cricket pupa got into the quilt several times and lay down, ready to catch a sleep.

If you don't practice this kind of Kungfu, it's useless to resist the cold. It's almost the same for the kidney deficiency master to practice

He closed his eyes and thought, then suddenly opened his eyes again, thinking about getting up from the bed, "by the way, is your kung fu... Good for your health?"

"To practice martial arts is to build a strong body."

Jiang He, who was ready to wash, heard his words, turned his body, rolled up his sleeve and squeezed his fist. "I'm much stronger than you."

"I know you can break a tree... I mean, it's a strong body - well, how is it strong?"

"It's strong."

“……”

Xu Qing licked his lips, touched his mobile phone from the head of the bed and opened Baidu search.

A moment later.

"Teach me!"

"Well?"

"I think Kung Fu is a traditional culture. It's a pity that it's lost..." Xu qingjin'er climbed out of bed and ran out to practice martial arts.

“……”

Jiang He looked at him inexplicably. He didn't know how this man suddenly changed his temper.

"Fast, I must study hard and practice hard, and strive to become a generation of experts. Is that how I stand?"

Wearing pajamas and cotton slippers, Xu Qing puts on the posture that Jiang He taught him before. He looks serious.

Kung Fu is a good thing, pile is also a good thing.

It was a pity that the goods didn't hold up. In less than ten minutes, his legs began to tremble, his arms sank, and his posture began to deform.

"Hands up."

After washing, Jiang He sits in front of the computer, chewing an apple in his hand. He looks back and gives a direction.

"How long did you stand for the first time?" Xu Qing tries to keep her posture.

"About... Half a stick of incense."

"How long is banzhuxiang? By the minute

"Ten minutes."

"Ha?"

Looking at her watch, Xu Qing suddenly let off steam and sat down on the sofa to move her hands and feet. "Only ten minutes?"

In this way, he is also a young martial artist, not much different from Jiang He.

"Not the same." Jiang He shook his head and said seriously: "I started to practice since I was a child. At that time, I started with half a column... More than ten minutes, then half an hour, and then one hour. This practice has been more than ten years.

You've been practicing martial arts late, and you have a poor foundation. You're panting for two steps... "

"Stop it, I know."

Xu Qing can not make complaints about it. According to this standard, there is no good foundation for modern. Before, only high-rise residential buildings have lift. Now even stairs are loaded with escalators.

How long has he not run?

In addition to the last time I ran a short distance with Jiang He, I ran in the rain just in autumn... I can count the number of times I ran in a year.

"When you practice martial arts, you have to keep your hands on your fists. Kung Fu is developed bit by bit. You want to be a master of a generation..."

"No, I don't want to. I just want to keep fit."

"... that's easy. Just stick to it." Jiang He thought for a moment and nodded, "that's all for today. I'll stick to it every day. Soon you can stand for half an hour, and then I'll teach you how to fight."

"I can go to the snow with my bare arms after I learn, don't I feel cold?" Asked Xu Qing.

He has seen other people playing in the snow like this. He seems to be quite old. He swims in the Songhua River in winter.

"Why do you have this strange... Quirk?" Jiang He couldn't understand why he had to go out barehanded, even when it was snowing.

"No, I'm just asking. It's not strange at all."

Xu Qing shakes her head, really just asking.

The first snow in winter was also the day when he began to practice martial arts seriously for the first time.

"Are you my master?"

"Not really..."

"How about I call you aunt?"

"Well?" Jiang He was puzzled and didn't understand what he meant.

"Nothing."

Xu Qing waved his hand, "forget what I just said."

He doesn't want to lose an arm, and he doesn't want Jiang He... Bah, it doesn't exist.

It's a comfortable and leisurely life.