My Wife is From a Thousand Years Ago

  Chapter 107 Do you have a dog?

  Xu Qing was taken aback.

   looked back fiercely.

  It was quiet in the kitchen, and there was no Jiang He sneaking at him at the door.

  Look at the time again, I left it a few days ago.

   "Ah... are the dumplings easy to make?"

  Xu Qing ran to the kitchen door to watch Jiang He knead the dough.

   "I haven't done it yet, I'm making dough."

   Jiang He's hands were very vigorous, he rubbed a few vigorously, then turned his head and said, "Are you hungry?"

   "I'm not too hungry yet, do it slowly."

  Xu Qingruo turned around nonchalantly, sitting on the sofa and peeling off an orange.

  This Nizi... just give it a try?

  A false alarm.

  Jiang He's learning speed is beyond his expectation. He has a silly look every day, and he doesn't know what he is researching secretly.

   Patronized and touched the little hand.

   After a while on the sofa, he went into the kitchen again and said: "I'll help you. I will mix the stuffing. Just put the seasoning."

"it is good."

  Jiang He threw into the mutton filling according to the researched ingredients, preparing for the dumplings with mutton and green onions. When he looked up, he found that Xu Qing had strange eyes.

"what's happenin?"

"It's alright."

   "I'm going to pack a big pot, so we can eat two meals, and just cook the next meal."

  Jiang He is full of self-confidence. It is not very enjoyable to eat one meal, and he is thinking about the second one.

   Xu Qing was silent for a while, then suddenly relieved, without asking her if she knew the earth was round and the sun revolved around the earth.

  Some things need to be taught, some things don’t.

  "You can also cook them together. Fry them tomorrow morning to make fried dumplings, and steam them with water to make steamed dumplings...but fried dumplings are better than steamed dumplings," he said.

   "Can you still fry? This is good!"

  "More packs, you can taste it tomorrow."

  Two people are busy in the kitchen, preparing for their own dinner, mixing noodles, and mixing stuffing.

  Jiang He didn't use fancy kung fu to beat the dough, he just rubbed it with strength, and looked at Xu Qing from time to time.

  She likes this life very much.

  If it can continue...

  ……

  Year Thirty.

  The road was blocked by heavy snow, and the things Xu Qing had anticipated would be reversed, and a little overdone.

  Although the old saying goes that Ruixue is a good year, it is hard to be comfortable in the city. The snow on the road has not had time to clear up, one step at a time, one pit, stepping on it creaks.

   Jiang He didn't care about demeanor. He put on his thick clothes and piled himself into a fat man, wrapped in a scarf, wearing a pointed top and a woolen hat, and followed Xu Qing home for New Year's Eve dinner.

  Antifreeze is antifreeze, it's not that you don't feel cold.

  Xu Qing was accustomed to her appearance early on, and she wished to wear all the babies on her body.

  But it doesn’t matter, it will be summer sooner or later.

  When he thinks of summer, he doesn't feel cold anymore.

  "Uncle Zhao, happy new year!"

  Uncle Zhao didn’t smoke, and he opened his mouth outside and let out a mouthful of white mist: “I’m only thirty today.”

   "Almost."

   "Take my girlfriend to the house for the New Year?"

   "No, I'm going to my mother's house for New Year's Eve dinner." Xu Qing corrected him and moved his shoulders behind him, "This is home."

   "Hey, you kid..."

   "Hahahaha."

   "Happy new year." Jiang He, wrapped in a penguin, was covered with a scarf and talked boringly. He also learned to speak like Xu Qing.

   "Everything is good!"

  The New Year atmosphere in the community here is strong, and the place where Xu Wenbin and the others live is much worse.

  Qin Maocai took the Xiongba to bend on the road. The second time Xiongba saw the snow, he was as excited as the first time, and ran around the old man with joy.

  "Uncle Qin, pay attention, don't let him trip you on the rope." Xu Qing looked at it and worried. This little black dog grew so fast that Qin Mao might not be able to hold it when he tried hard.

   "Looking at it, I just walked slowly, neither slipping nor tripping."

  Qin Maocai showed him his steady pace, then looked at Jiang He who was holding Xu Qing, and said: "You two passed so early?"

   "Come early and help, how can you just wait to eat."

   "Well, that's good."

   "We will come to your place later, shall we cook a small hot pot?" Xu Qing asked.

   "Then I will boil the water." Qin Maocai laughed, "Little mouse is on duty this year, and he won't come back as a bastard. Let's eat."

   "Well, let's eat."

  Xu Qing echoed, paused and said: "We three."

   "Yes, let's eat.

  Go, your mother and they must be waiting. "

  Qin Mao waved his hand, and continued to hold the Xiongba Yaowan'er. Finally, he looked back at the back of the two, showing a little loneliness on his face.

  It’s better for the police to do ordinary jobs.

   "Human..."

  Xu Qing sighed.

   Jiang He was a little inexplicable. He looked back at Qin Maocai, who was already walking far behind him. The little pompon on his hat was thrown to Xu Qing's chin, then he turned his head back and flicked it again.

   "What's wrong?" she asked.

   "It's nothing." Xu Qing rubbed his chin, "Do you like dogs? If you like, we will also raise one."

   "Have... a dog?"

   Jiang He thought for a while, shook his head and said, “It’s such a big one. It must eat a lot. It’s not worthwhile.”

   not cost-effective?

  Xu Qing's eyelids twitched. He bet that what Nizi was thinking was not the same as what he was thinking.

   "Keeping a dog is a kind of fun, just like Uncle Qin just now, there is a living thing to accompany, it will not be too boring."

   "We have winter melon."

   "Yes, eat less winter melon." Xu Qing said casually, recalling her ‘us’.

  We have winter melon.

what.

  When he got home, he was still a little bit happy. He helped Jiang He take off the scarf and hat, layer by layer, and finally the sweater was left, and then he took off his jacket and hat.

  The two walked over in front of Xu Wenbin and Xu Wenbin wearing couple sweaters. Jiang He took the teacup with both hands after shouting, and sat quietly on the chair. Xu Qing walked around again, and finally touched a handful of dried fruit and went to share with Jiang He.

  "The box of fruit that the mouse took hasn't been opened yet? Keep it as a gift?" he asked.

   "No, who to send it to."

   "Then I will help you to see."

  Xu Qingli brought the box to the floor and opened it, and took a look:

   "Oh, passion fruit, this is good, beauty and beauty, come to Dad, you try it."

   "What is my beauty?"

  Xu Wenbin snorted, and when he cut it, he still took it, and took a bite to stop the action.

   "How is it?" Xu Qing handed it over to both Zhou Suzhi and Jiang He. He was about to eat, but when he saw Xu Wenbin, he didn't dare to move.

   "Very good." Xu Wenbin nodded calmly.

   "Mom, is it delicious?"

  "You will know if you taste it." Zhou Suzhi was slowly tasting.

   "Really?"

  Xu Qing was suspicious, and when he looked at Jiang He again, his face wrinkled.

   "Beautify your face, eat more." He smiled, and he wanted to put down the passion fruit in his hand, but the eyes of the two people looked all over.

   Jiang He licked his lips and looked at him.

   "Hmm... I also eat more, not to waste."

   Xu Qing bite the bullet and picked it up again.

  It's cheap, why unpack it properly.

  (End of this chapter)