Chapter 341

Tang Dynasty

It's also a bright era. Xu Wenbin thinks about what he knows and savors the dishes made by Jiang He.

From the emperor of Qin and Hanwu to the modern city, how many people rush by, farmland houses are replaced by high-rise buildings, modern buildings are springing up, trains are roaring and people are surging.

In the past, I always felt that history was covered by the mystery of time, which was the most charming.

Now, instead, we feel that the prosperity and richness created by human beings step by step in history is a miracle.

The greatness of creation, the wonder of the world.

"It's so modern."

Xu Wenbin sighed, holding a chopstick ribs into his mouth, and Zhou Suzhi looked at him inexplicably,

Xu Qing smiles and squints at Jiang He. This woman is still so fond of eating.

I used to be afraid of bitterness. I had to eat even a little bit of meat on the ribs.

Shian wants to throw it away if she doesn't eat it clean. She knocks on a chopstick and chews it clean.

After the meal, Xu Wenbin held a cup of hot tea. There was a big difference between the three generations. Unlike Xu Shi'an, the old man didn't forget when he said he would turn around. He abided by the agreement with Xu Qing very much. He didn't have any extra words to ask except to look at Jiang He with antique eyes.

Ask also can't ask what, Xu Wenbin know the couple ghost essence, you say is, say not is not, want evidence, no, don't give.

"How are they at school?"

Hearing the old man mention their studies, Xu Qing sipped his tea and said, "I'm only in grade one. I can see that everything is pretty good. I don't know whether I'm lazy or not. I don't know whether I'm smart or not."

"First grade..."

Xu Wenbin held the tea and looked away. He felt that he was really old.

No matter who they are, they can support themselves by making a fool of themselves. A thief who can play games and open a flower shop in the Tang Dynasty is very good. He thinks that he may not be as good as the couple.

Old is old, you have to wear it.

"What are these? How do you feel more and more confused? " Xu Wenbin humbly consult, now play a mobile phone sometimes do not understand.

Xu Qing took the phone to have a look, but he couldn't help thinking.

"Hoo Hoo"

"Suck"

「ylmb」

「xswl，qyvey」

「……」

"To be honest, I can't understand it."

“……”

"You say it's English, not English, say Pinyin, not Pinyin..." Xu Wenbin couldn't figure it out. It's harder to guess than oracle bone inscriptions. At least people are pictographic most of the time.

"Just visit the senior forum."

Xu Qing can be considered to realize that Xu Wenbin's feelings when he played those "I love you, you don't understand" before, and he can't help feeling ashamed..

At the beginning, Qin Shihuang made great efforts to unify the characters, so he did not hesitate to destroy the six countries and sent troops for many years.

They're all blind.

There is nothing new under the sun. What has been done must be done after the event. History is made up of samsara one by one.

During the Mid Autumn Festival, I didn't rush to go back. I stayed here for a while to chat with you.

The older generation like to repair everything. They like to repair everything and then use it. Xu Qing is not used to it, so they squat aside to watch Xu Wenbin repair things.

Jiang He and Zhou Suzhi study her roses on the balcony. In this respect, Jiang He is already an expert. If Zhou Suzhi grows roses on the open space, it's OK to let his grandson urinate there and use them as fertilizer. He can't do this in the flower pot on the balcony. Now it's no better than before to grow flowers. Looking at the soil used in the flower pot, the head of all kinds of fertilizer is bigger.

The whole family is bustling about, but Xu Qing has nothing to do. He idles around and sits back on the sofa to exchange the remote control for several sets. Looking around, Jiang He and he have two children. Suddenly, life has changed completely.

At about nine o'clock, I left. When I went downstairs, I met Qin Hao and his wife with Xiaoxiao. They said hello and made an appointment to go out to play together when they were free.

"Dad, is there really Chang'e?" Xu Shi'an asked, looking up on the road.

"You want Chang'e when you have Xiaoxiao?" Xu Qing despises his behavior of eating the bowl and looking at the pot. Bah, slag man.

“？？”

Xu Shi'an is a little confused. What does it have to do with Xiaoxiao? I will see Xiaoxiao again when I go to school tomorrow.

He happily climbed into the car, Xu Jin was speechless to this stupid brother.

Other people like a girl hiding, blushing and loud denial, which means that Xu Shian has no face and no skin and doesn't know what shyness is.

Today, I didn't go to school, so I didn't have a lunch break. After a day's play, my sister and brother got sleepy when they got on the bus. They went back to take a bath and put on their pajamas. The two little people went back to their rooms to sleep.

Wax gourd is very old, lazy do not love to move, lying on the cat climbing frame, see the little turtle crawling below, ears move from time to time, as if laughing at the stupid turtle.

Xu Qing helped him scratch his chin, and the wax gourd narrowed his eyes comfortably, enjoying the service of the excrement shoveling officer.

Playing with wax gourd, he didn't turn on his computer. He went to the terrace to learn from the ancient literati to enjoy the mid autumn moon. They all said that the moon on the fifteenth day was sixteen round. In fact, the moon on the fifteenth day was quite round. When the bright moonlight came down, there was light on the terrace without turning on the light.

The evening wind blows gently, with the cool of autumn.

Sitting on the rattan chair, he shakes gently. After taking a bath, Jiang He comes out to see what he is doing. As a result, he is held in his arms by Xu Qing. So late at night, when all the children were asleep, she didn't struggle. She moved a little to find a comfortable posture to climb in Xu Qing's arms. The reclining chair rang twice and returned to calm again.

Listening to the sound of Jiang He's breathing, Xu Qing's hand caressed her back. Now this woman is like a ripe fruit, which is just right everywhere.

"What are you thinking?" Jiang he rubbed his chest, his voice was soft.

"I wonder why you are so fragrant."

"The new shower gel I bought is fragrant with gardenia. Does it smell good?"

Jiang He bit his lip and snickered, raising his arm to his face.

This woman is very attractive now.

Xu Qingyang looked up at the cold moonlight on the cane chair and remembered Jiang He's heroic sword dance that year.

Starlight spot, in a flash submerged once memory.

His daughter-in-law is a picked up ancient man, who dares to believe it?

With a smile, Xu Qing lowered her head, reflecting the moonlight, and stroked Jiang He's cheek with her fingers.

Time in her eyebrow left a faint trace, full of the charm of this age.

Looking back, life has been more than half, the woman Xia, who is full of embarrassment and vigilance, seems to be still yesterday.

"Do you want a sister for them?" Asked Xu Qing.

"Are you sick?" Jiang He asked.

"It's not what you said. I'm an apprentice. I have to have five..."

"I think your skin is itching. Get up!"

"No, no, hold it for a while." Xu Qing is holding Jiang He, and he is very honest.

"Do you say there is a next life?" He said.

"Maybe. I see people on TV who look like Er Niang."

"Er... There are also people who look like Jay Chou, and there are people who look like Ma Regal. There are thousands of people who look like him." Xu Qing didn't expect that Jiang He could see what looked like on TV.

"Well, I think it's her. She's doing well now." Jiang He would rather believe that Er Niang came back, but she didn't disturb others like a psychopath.

It's enough to know that she's doing well.

"Also, she is so smart, as long as not in troubled times, can lead a good life."

Xu Qing looked up at the night sky.

Jiang He is an example. He believes that people connected by fate will always meet in various forms.

Full of thoughts, and finally knead into a sigh.

A little miss that Autumn Rainstorm afternoon, when they first met.