Chapter 333

It's getting late. After playing with their children, they are ready to go home. Xu Qing and Jiang He don't know what to talk about on the terrace and laugh together.

"We're going back."

"Goodbye, grandparents!"

"Dad, drive slowly."

Xu Qing came back from the terrace and said hello, but Xu Wenbin looked at him strangely, as if he had some flowers on his face.

"What's the matter?"

"I hear you ruminate?" Xu Wenbin pondered: "can you give a performance?"

"... dad, you are a highly educated person. Don't listen to rumors."

"Who's the rumor? Who has no higher education? " Chou Su Chih didn't like it. He raised his hand and wanted to give him an old mother's version of Vajra palm on the back.

Xu Wenbin took a look at Zhou Suzhi, nodded slightly, and even accepted Xu Qing's statement.

There's no way. Who's Zhou Suzhi often shares in the group: "experts say you can't eat eggs in the morning..." "experts say you can't eat eggs at noon..." "experts say you can't eat eggs at night..."

"Eggs can not be fully cooked, will destroy nutrition..." "eggs must be cooked, or there will be bacteria!"“ You don't know the right way to drink milk... "

Fortunately, Jiang He was taught very cleverly by him. He listened to doctors talk about conditioning, big farmers talk about planting flowers, and Luo Xiang talk about law... Instead of listening to middle-aged men and women who speak extremely non-standard Mandarin, with big faces on the screen, spitting and asking, "do you know?"

I know your grandmother has a leg

Xu Jin learned the alphabet songs and nursery rhymes very quickly, and he could sing them fluently. Xu Shi'an was stumbling and stumbling. When he was learning, he kept looking around at the nails in his buttocks. He could only barely remember them, so he had to ask Xu Jin to make up for his lessons.

As for why Xu Qing didn't make up for it, he was too angry now and began to accept the suffering after he went to primary school.

It turns out that the effect of Xu Jin's make-up class is better than that of the old couple. The old couple are reluctant to be cruel to him. Xu Jin is not polite at all. He is just like Jiang He when he is angry.

……

"Do you remember Jiang He was a little dull before?" Xu Wenbin holds the steering wheel and asks casually.

"Before? Zhou Suzhi still marvels at Jiang He's appetite. Xu Qing's bowls are bigger than theirs, and Xu Jin's brothers and sisters don't need small bowls. They all have a good appetite.

Xu Wenbin is silent. Zhou Suzhi's focus is obviously different... Women are women.

He was thinking about the pile of fourth and fifth grade textbooks on the tea table in the old house.

Bright lights, cars across the night, toward the direction of home.

……

The end of March is the birthday of sister and brother. The benefits of twins are reflected again. Don't make so much trouble. Celebrate three birthdays a year for the big one and the small one

The florist gives Gong Ping to hook up with a handsome guy. Xu Qing takes their children out to play. Xu Jin and Shi'an don't know where to listen to the amusement park. They are stubborn and want to go to the amusement park.

Xu Qing and Jiang He have never been to the amusement park since they were punished once. They are extremely resistant to this place. However, they want to play so much that they can only rely on them to celebrate their birthday.

Fortunately, there are height restrictions in large-scale projects, so you can only play with children's version of roller coaster and flying chair. Seeing the shouting of the two brothers and sisters, you blush with excitement.

The birthday cake is a big one. Write down the names of sister and brother. On the left side is Xu Jin, and make small red flowers with cream. On the right side is Xu Shi'an, which is covered with cut fruits, Tizi pitaya and so on, forming a Tai Chi shape. I photographed a circle of friends to show off.

Qin Hao: this dog is showing off again.

Wang Zijun: it's over. You have another one..

Different from Jiang He, the sister and brother just like the cake a little, but they still like the delicate appearance. Xu Jin and Shi an only eat fruits and flowers, and then they have no interest.

"Is there anyone in the world who doesn't like birthday cake?" Every time her brother and sister had a birthday, she doubted whether they were wrong.

Jiang He, as in the past, has never changed in the past ten years. When eating cream cake, he would like to clean his fingers, squint his eyes and enjoy the soft and sweet food.

Xu Jin and Shi an look at each other and see that Jiang He's mouth is full and he's eating so happily. They all wrinkle their faces when they taste another piece of food suspiciously. It's too sweet.

Sister and brother and Xu Qing, the old father, fork the fruit to taste, watching her as a mother eat happily.

After that, wipe the cream on the corner of your mouth, put your fingers in your mouth and let out a satisfied sigh.

"If only I had been a cake maker before, it would have been ten times easier to cheat you into having children." Xu Qing sighed that he had gone the wrong way.

"I'll eat up your cake, and then I won't let you touch it." Jiang He is not stupid, a little cake to cheat her?

"What if I put the cake on my mouth?"

"You have no face."

Having enough to eat and drink, Xu Qing is lying in the rocking chair on the terrace to enjoy the cool. The two children run around and chase the wax gourd to dress it up. Xu Jin takes off her baby's skirt to dress it up as a beautiful girl cat.

As a woman in the cat, wax gourd naturally doesn't like to hide and jump from the window of the living room. As long as it jumps to the terrace, the sister and brother will have to run out of the door of the living room. When they come, the wax gourd will jump back from the window sill to the living room. The sister and brother can only run around the living room.

In a circle, Xu Jin finally finds out Shi an's stupidity. She instructs her brother to stay in the living room, while she goes to the terrace to form a situation of two bread sandwiches. Aware of the crisis, she looks around to see where she can hide these two little bastards.

"How close am I to you now?"

Xu qingqiaozhi calculates that he has been practicing martial arts for so many years. However, Jiang He abandoned martial arts to study yoga, which should narrow the gap between the two, so he has inexplicable confidence.

A man has a big appetite and a big dream. If he can press her on the sofa and do whatever he likes, it's OK to have a backache.

"There should be only a little gap between you and me." Jiang He is holding his little finger.

"Really?"

"Really."

"Let's try... Here!" Xu Qing got up from the reclining chair, went to the weapon rack, picked up some old long sword, threw it to Jiang He, and took another one himself, eager to fight with Jiang He.

"Are you sure?" Jiang He took the sword in one hand and turned it several times in his hand. Then he turned the back of his hand behind him and looked at him.

"Today is not only the day of high and low, but also the day of life and death." Xu Qinggong arched his hand and seriously drew out his sword. With a shake, he pulled out a sword.

"Then I'll be a widow."

"How dare you look down on me? Draw the sword

“……”

Xu Qing only heard the sound of Jiang He drawing out his sword. At the next moment, the edge of the sword was on his shoulder.

Jiang He looked at him with dignity.

"This is a little bit?" Xu Qing quickly jumped twice in her heart. Jiang He, who was holding the sword, was always so rusty.

"I am modest."

Jiang He took the sword back to the scabbard, threw it back to the sword shelf, and blinked innocently at him.

"I thought I could get along in the world after ten years of hard work."

Xu Qing was hit hard and put the sword back to the scabbard.

Just for a moment, he didn't even see Jiang He's action. He just felt that his shoulder was heavy and he had been put on the sword.

Jiang He turned back to occupy Xu Qing's reclining chair, and wandered on it, "like you, if you can't walk ten miles, you will be robbed by mountain bandits."

"You didn't teach me that."

"Kung Fu is killing."

The sword move is always just a sword move. I haven't struggled in the life and death line. I can't practice that kind of reaction.

The so-called martial arts is just that at the beginning, there were more fights and more choppers on the battlefield. With skillful experience and knowing how to wield a sword faster and more deadly, those who survived one battle after another summed up their own experience and then got the moves.

"Just live here and keep fit."

Jiang he kicked off his slippers, curled up in a bamboo chair to blow the night wind, and lay on his back to reveal the white collarbone under his white shirt.

She remembered the past of thousands of years ago, the struggle between life and death.

Xu Qing didn't have to experience the world like a Shura field. Instead, she just went online and teased her children. This was the fairyland she had dreamed of at that time.

Xu Qing leaned over and reached for her hand from the hem of her shirt. Jiang He looked slightly at the balcony and pretended to sleep.

"Am I good?"

"Great, great."

"Why don't you kiss me?"

"Full of cake." Xu Qing disliked the words, let Jiang He very angry, pull out his hand not to touch.

"This chair won't collapse for two, will it?" Xu Qing stood up to study the firmness of the reclining chair. At that time, Jiang He was lying on the chair with a big stomach. It was all right. He should be very strong.

"It won't collapse." Jiang He shook back and forth.

Then he picked up Jiang He and lay down on his own. They leaned together, rubbed their faces and felt each other breathing.

Always want to be closer, so Jiang he closed his eyes to find his mouth.

"Don't look, there will be needle eyes!"

Pressure of very low voice spread, the couple side head look past, window sill there two small heads exposed, Xu Jin in with both hands cover ten eyes, but his eyes open greatly.

"Xiaojin, come here for me!"

Xu Qing was so angry that she came down from the couch and planned to teach these two guys a lesson.

Watching his father put on his slippers and pull them over, the younger brother and sister immediately retracted their heads and ran back to their rooms, leaving only the white gourd in a small skirt mewing on the windowsill.