Chapter 93

Farewell my concubine is about the times.

Although it is far away from now, the local conditions and customs, and the feeling of current events change, there is always a kind of unspeakable flavor.

Xu Qing purrs porridge in a bowl and takes two mouthfuls of pickles from time to time. He accompanies Jiang He to see that at last, Cheng Dieyi draws his sword and kills himself.

An era, a story.

"The drama in this is just out of date. Just like kung fu, few people work hard to practice, and there is no way out. They can only become a small circle and a cultural heritage. In short, the times have changed."

He sighed, but he didn't know why he sighed. When he watched this kind of movie, he would always be touched somewhere in his heart. That's why he liked watching movies and doing up.

A good movie can make people recall for several years or even more than ten years, and they still want to look at it again.

Jiang horuo looks at the ending of the film thoughtfully. She doesn't understand it as Xu Qing does, but the conflict between the times before and after is directly conveyed through the screen, which has nothing to do with whether she can understand it or not.

This is the value of art, human joys and sorrows are not interlinked, but art can make people resonate.

"Times have changed." Jiang he sighed.

"Well?"

Xu Qing looked sideways. These four words came out of her mouth, which was strange.

"What is a man afraid of running at night?" Jiang He ignored his surprise and asked.

"Night run is a kiss, men are most afraid of this, if one day you see me unhappy, use this kind of thing that makes me afraid..." Xu Qing can't make it up, he saw Jiang He in his fist.

"Running at night is a play."

He gave up teaching Jiang He to joke, picked up the dishes and took them to the kitchen to wash, and said: "so is Si fan. Si fan tells the story of a young nun who has moved her heart and went down to the Taoist temple to chase a man. It's very good, but you can't understand it.

These two plays are very basic skills. A big one-man show doesn't change people in the middle, and doesn't even have the time to take a breath and drink water. Before going on stage, you drink less water and hold your urine too much. After going on stage, you have to keep singing. Anyway, it's very difficult. If you can sing it well, it means that you're good at Kung Fu and you can see heaven

"That night run is leopard head Lin Chong. He is hundreds of years younger than you. He runs to Liangshan at night with a breath... Just before the master died, he sang night run. He choked himself to death. Can you see how difficult it is?"

Xu Qing shakes her hand and drinks some porridge, which is quite comfortable. She is also in a good mood. "Tang, song, yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, the movie just now is in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China. It's such a big change. We are so far apart... Hey, magic."

Speaking of Lin Chong, he felt so far away, but seeing Jiang He, he felt a little closer.

If one day I go out to pick up a Lin Chong and come back... Good guy, if I don't do anything else every day, I'll pick up people.

"The power of the times is invincible. Things that used to be heinous can be seen everywhere. Things that used to be loved can now be crimes."

He dropped a word and ignored Jiang He, who was meditating there. He went into the bathroom to take a bath with his pajamas in his arms.

Every time after watching a movie, she has to think for a while, which is a good thing. It's better than some people's brain.

The longer Jiang He wants to stay here, the more he thinks about the past, the present and the future.

With the improvement of her cognition, she realized the value of having a shelter here.

When Shan just came here, she was walking outside with her sword. If it wasn't for the rainstorm that led to few people on the street, she would be caught if she ran around with her sword, even if she was not noticed.

The more stable the society is, the more dangerous she will be when she first comes.

At that time, if Xu Qing did something wrong, the result might be different.

She sat cross legged on the sofa, looking down at the rough parts of her hands, picking with her fingers, and looking over to the bathroom.

Times have changed.

Er Niang's words seem to be out of date, right?

……

When Xu Qing came out, he saw that Jiang He was struggling and hesitating. His hands were almost twisted together.

"What do you think?"

"Nothing."

Jiang He stood up as if nothing had happened, went straight into the room and closed the door.

"Take a bath quickly. It's hot inside. It's not cold at all." Xu Qing called from behind.

"Good!"

Hearing Jiang He's response, Xu Qing moves the wax gourd away from the computer, sits down and nods casually, listens to the door behind him, then Jiang He kicks to the bathroom, and opens Baidu to see the browsing record.

absolutely empty.

Doubting that his way of opening was wrong, Xu Qing turned it off and opened it again, which was still blank.

This

Have you learned how to keep records?

He looked back at the bathroom, a little surprised.

Ten minutes later.

The bathroom door rang softly.

Xu Qing kept ge you lying on the sofa and looked back.

Jiang He is no longer the same as before. After taking a bath, he is still dressed neatly. He puts on his pajamas, which are several yards in size. He tilts his head to one side, wraps his hair with bath towel in his hands and rubs it. A clean leg is exposed at the bottom of his pajamas. He puts on a cotton tow and walks towards him.

As she got closer, Xu Qing could see that her face was red with steam, and her forehead was wet with water. She was powdery and delicate, not like the strong woman who broke the tree.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang He was a little uncomfortable. Instead of handing him the hair dryer, he plugged it in and did it himself.

"If you hadn't slapped me to death, I might have committed a crime."

"Well?"

"Unfortunately, there is no if." Xu Qing didn't move on the sofa. Instead, she closed her eyes.

The hair dryer started to work with a whine. Jiang He sat on the chair and dried his hair. He suddenly thought, "if I were a weak woman with no power to bind a chicken, what would you do at the beginning?"

"Call security and send it home."

"Why?"

"Because now some people will wear ancient clothes. If you don't have that dart that day, I will only treat you as a lost girl..."

Jiang He was a little ashamed, just met and destroyed his TV, "just because of that dart?"

"And your barefoot sandals, and your temperament, your eyes, your look... Anyway, it's not intuitive. That dart can only be a lead, but it's very important. Without that lead, I only think you're an eccentric person."

Xu Qing carefully recalled the scene when she first met: "if normally, it's hard for me to believe you, but all the abnormalities are combined together, and you scare me with a dart, I'll... At that time, my brain was so hot that I put you in. If you calm me down, maybe these things won't happen now. After all, you're terrible with a sword."

Jiang He took a look at him with his hair blowing and thought, "in other words, if I don't have the strength to bind a chicken, you may let me in, but you will give it to the police in the end?"

"No, give it to the security guard, and then the security guard gives it to the police."

"No crime?"

"... I'm not a criminal!" Xu Qing was not very angry and said, "I... forget it, you don't understand."

Three years to start, silly beep will do that kind of thing.

Jiang He didn't speak any more. There was only the noise of the blower in the living room.

Two people think about things separately. They are used to living in the same room.

Anyway, it's clean, and I didn't do anything.

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Good night everyone.