Chapter 337

People are like cars. They need to be maintained regularly to drive longer.

Xu Qing is lying on the bed feeling his hair. Fortunately, it is still thick.

When I was young, I always felt that I had enough horsepower to run all night with the gas. Just after I put out the engine and put in some oil, I was able to jump again.

As time goes on, even if the performance doesn't decrease... Drivers are becoming more and more violent, and some can't bear it.

Of course, people like Wang Zijun can't compete with those who practice martial arts to keep fit.

It's the same when I was young. I like to say something childish, what I want you to do, what I want you to die, what I want you to do all night.

When I was in my thirties, I would gradually become low-key: today... Cough, very tired. I owe you one. Don't touch it. I'm tired.

In the past, I always heard some older people say that when you are young, you think girls are interesting. That's no Tao realm. When you get to my realm, you will know that fishing is still fun.

Now at this age, I've figured out, oh, it turns out that this realm is empty, no more.

When a man is not good enough, he talks a lot. When he is young, he is a lone wolf who doesn't talk nonsense. Go out with him to play. When he enters the room, he wants to say something. As soon as he turns his head, his trousers have been taken off. Now hug him for a while, everything is ready, he began to talk about life, about ideals, about literature, said suddenly feel that life is very empty.

Men

Xu Qing was lying on the bed, watching Jiang He walking around the room, and then going out of the living room, the sound of footsteps sounded from time to time.

"I'm going."

Jiang He dressed himself up, wearing a long white dress, a beautiful belt, and small off white shoes. He came over and leaned over Xu Qing's face to take a sip. Seeing Xu Qing's subconscious evasion, he forced himself on the other side and then went out with a song.

Although Jiang he denies it, Xu Qing still suspects that Jiang He has some kind of mending skill. Looking at his face, his eyes blink and he walks away with a slim waist.

The thin firewood girl must have sucked his Yang.

Xu Qing is lying on the bed with his mobile phone to see the time. It's already 7:30 in the morning. He turns over and wants a carp to jump up, but he fails.

Try again, this time it's turned up.

The sun is rising, breathing the fresh air in the morning, and practicing hand washing boxing on the terrace. Now it has been renamed Huchi boxing, which is a real family..

From the two of them.

After playing the second set, Xu Qing finds half a small head sticking out of the living room and peeking at him secretly.

"What time is it?" He asked.

Xu Jin around to see, stupid brother has not got up, only she and her father two people, that is talking to himself.

Looking back at the clock hanging in the living room, "seven fifty."

"I can sleep in until 9 o'clock at the weekend. How can I get up so early? Hungry? "

"Wake up and get up."

When Xu Jin was found, he didn't hide himself behind the door any more. He only showed his head and came out in a big way. He was still wearing a white suspender nightgown and flat sandals. He came to Xu Qing like a princess, learning his movements, practicing his face seriously, and then looked up at Xu Qing.

It's not like a princess at all. Who would wear a skirt to fight?

The hair is not good, Xu Qing squats down, takes the rubber band on her wrist to help Xu Jin tie a beautiful horsetail, and then touch her head.

"Like to learn?"

"I like it."

"Don't always think about bullying your brother, he will be angry with you."

"I don't bully him." Xu Jin raised his head.

"Well, our family is all reasonable." Xu Qing stands up and tries to challenge Xu Jin's authority as her sister, though she often fights and fights, most of the time it's Xu Shi'an who owes her hand.

Boys are just a little bit more skinny than girls. Xu Shi'an will have nothing to do to pull his sister's hair, but Xu Jin won't pull him... That is to say, when he was younger, he would pull his little chirp because of curiosity. Now he won't do that kind of thing. Sometimes when Xu Shi'an ran out of the bath naked, she would turn around.

Then Xu Shi'an would be slapped twice by Jiang He to put on his clothes.

As the morning light falls on the terrace, Xu Jin goes back to his room to replace his nightgown. A big man and a small man slowly practice their hand washing fist. The little man stomps his feet to give out crisp hey ha, which makes Xu Qing have fun.

A thousand years ago, in that small village, young Jiang he probably began to practice martial arts in this way, but the conditions were even more difficult. Maybe he would practice for a whole day, and he would have to stand a stake, fight with his little friends, or carry a small basket behind Er Niang to help pull grass and collect millet.

After practice, I make a cup of wolfberry tea, and the heat comes from the mouth of the cup.

Xu Jin runs to knock on Shi'an's door and yells at him. Xu Shi'an rubs his eyes and gets up reluctantly. His sister and brother wash together. Xu Qing takes out the porridge cooked by Jiang He in the pot before going out, and solves the breakfast one by one.

The flower shop will be busy on weekends, so Xu Qing accompanies them on most weekends and occasionally goes to the shop in the afternoon to have a look at the flowers.

Today, Xu Qing didn't go. After breakfast, Xu Qing took two kids out. They sat in the back row with their toys in their arms. Xu Qing drove all the way to Jiangcheng square and made an appointment with Prince Jun here.

It's a good weekend. They're the only two free. Take the kids out to play.

Wang Zijun's son grows very fast. He's half a head taller than his peers. He looks like a big boy, but he's only limited by age. He's still a playful child, and seems to be the same age as his sister and brother.

I don't know whether Wang Yihao is naive or whether his sister and brother are precocious. Anyway, they are two years younger than each other. It seems that they are all shorter than their height.

Meet first to buy three marshmallows, Xu Shian learned, asked Xu Qing to eat, and then asked not to bite too much.

"It looks like you're having two more than one. The only one is too lonely."

Wang Zijun said that after a tour, the three cubs were not very interested in the aquarium. They yelled in the video game city and enjoyed watching others play.

"It's easy for two people to fight, when they don't stop." Xu Qing said with a smile, playing with the game currency in his hand and looking at Prince Jun, "want a second child?"

"I have a plan."

Wang Zijun nodded.

Looking at the way Xu Jin's sister and brother play together, it's easy to compare his son. He doesn't have any friends. Besides studying, he is an interest class or badminton activity. He only has half an hour of computer time a day, which is stipulated by Song Hui.

It's best to have a sister.

The elder brother protecting the younger sister can also make up for the lack of emotion of the child... Prince Jun subconsciously thinks so.

He felt that children should not have such a childhood, but he didn't know how to do it, because it was easy to say and difficult to say.

Now, no less than when he was a child, other people's children are also in various interest classes, and they have no time to go out for a crazy run - maybe because of the school,

Family, school, these environments are different from those of Xu's brothers and sisters. Normally speaking, they must have better conditions than their brothers and sisters. They also learn more and are better in all aspects. However, they are definitely not as wonderful and relaxed as they are. They have been under pressure since childhood.

For children, it breaks their heart.

"You just think too much about the troubles of the rich." Xu Qing couldn't help shaking her head and laughing.

"It's better to be poor. We just have that old house, and we don't plan to change to a better school district. I read it in that school, and they can do it."

"Don't you want to make them better?" Wang Zijun asked.

"How good is satisfaction?"

"Probably..." Prince Jun tilted his head, "at least not worse than me."

"It's too hard to be in my family. I'm satisfied with half of them who are as good as me." Xu Qing stroked her hair.

"Grass..."

"If I want to make money, when they grow up, I can expand the store or open several branches with Jiang He."

This is the truth. Many people are lazy, so they take their money to open a convenience store and sit and drink tea and watch movies every day.

Xu Qing doesn't like convenience stores, otherwise, Prince Jun thinks this guy must be a convenience store uncle now, sitting behind the convenience store in his vest, underpants and slippers, listening to the voice of wechat zifubao every day.

Year by year, some things will change, some things will not.

Two people used to call the game city. At that time, the video game city was not the same as it is now. There was not so much high technology. More than ten years ago, it was very cool to have a gun daddada. VR games are only experience points in big cities.

It's said that a man is a teenager until he dies. In fact, it's just the teenager he used to be. They don't like the new high-tech, and even if there is a boxer arcade, it will explode the whole video game city in their eyes.

As for those fancy new games, they were not interested. The two old fathers put in money to play with motorcycles. They sat on them, wriggled, whined and had an addiction. At noon with a few excited cubs to find a shop to eat, and then go to the cinema to see a movie together.

Xu Qing is a VIP gold card. The discount is very strong, which makes Prince jungou sick. She also wants to have a whole one. But considering that her family doesn't like watching movies, she still counts the ball.

Although Xu Qing and Jiang He like to watch it, Jiang He likes to watch it at home and cuddle with each other, which is much more comfortable than cinema. So Xu Qing often brushes it one or two times when new movies are shown, collecting editing materials for online use and writing film reviews at the same time. Later, there were two cubs who would bring them when they were bored. They were familiar with each other. They sat quietly in a chair, eating popcorn with short legs. Other people's children watched big movies about bears. They watched "X-Men reverse, reverse, reverse, reverse, reverse the future" with big eyes, which was also very pitiful.

Even Xu Qing sometimes can't figure out how many times the timeline has changed. They just look at a special effect and try to figure out who the bad guys are with their not so smart brains. When they're done, they go back to pose excitedly and try to spray fire.

A happy weekend ended when two men with children said hello to each other and got on the bus. They drove home with their brothers and sisters. Xu Qing realized later that he really seemed to be a stupid man with children.

Not quite right

An ancient stupid female Xia came here and didn't know anything. It was perfectly normal to take care of her children after she had a baby. Why did Jiang He dress up every day and go down to the flower shop to be a hardworking boss, taking the two children around?

It must be a conspiracy.

Xu Qing thinks it's necessary to figure out a way to change the status quo... But if she wants to change, she will go to get Jiang He's pile of broken flowers. She still resists.

"I'll give you a pet and give it a name."

Jiang He came back from work with a little turtle. He put it on the table and slowly climbed for a few steps. He was held down by a paw of wax gourd. Then he retracted his head and limbs, leaving only a tail outside. He looked stupid.

Xu Qing poked his tail with his finger, and then the little tail pulled back and turned into a perfect tortoise shell.

"Where did it come from?"

"Pingping fished it and brought it back for them to play." Jiang Hedao then took out the chewing gum toy from his bag and said, "this one has been played by her. It's dead. Can it be repaired?"

Gong Ping may have some strange hobby. Jiang He wanted to scare her, but she didn't expect that the woman liked the crisp feeling when she pulled it off, so the power became weaker and weaker until it was completely dead.

Xu Qing took it to have a look, shook his head and said, "I can't fix it."

"Oh."

So the gum went back to the brothers and sisters, and there was no need to be afraid of electricity.

"It's eleven an." Xu Jin is a genius. He wants to make the little turtle as strong as his younger brother, so he suggests that he look at his younger brother at the same time.

Xu Shi'an's neck was raised, "eleven brocade!"

Two little bastards

Xu Qing black face took the tortoise in the hand to throw two, "cannot have this kind of name."

Brother and sister murmured to name the little turtle. Jiang He kneaded his shoulder and sat next to Xu Qing to see what he was doing on the tablet.

"Is Pingping still like that?"

"Well." Jiang He nodded.

"Don't you really want to be an old woman and not marry?" Although Xu Qing doesn't have any eyes for such things as unmarried people and Dink, there is one around him who is quite... Gossip.

When a husband and wife talk about their family, they can't be called gossip, and they don't talk about it everywhere.

"I'm looking for it. It's not that I don't want to marry... It's just that it's not the right time." Jiang Hedao.

"Tut... Your child is going to primary school."

"It's not what I said. What she said has been waiting for so long. I can't make do with it now. If I can come, I'll come. Anyway, she doesn't lack anything. She's very smart. I think she should be a female Xia. You've ruined me." Jiang He said, suddenly eyebrows a coagulation, pinch Xu Qing's arm.

Gong Ping is more like a woman chivalrous.

Gong Ping doesn't want to stay at home all the time, and there's no place to go. After a tour, she prefers to help in Jiang He's shop. She knows that Jiang He has a big family and two small families waiting for dinner. She often stays there a little longer in the evening, which is better than staying at home.

Living in this way, relaxed freehand brushwork.

Wait for the person who may or may not appear.