My Wife is From a Thousand Years Ago

  Chapter 167 Three Years of Skills (Thanks to my leader who rewarded Lige)

  Actually, the modern harmonious life has only lasted for just a few decades, or even less than a hundred years.

  It’s just a few decades. Earth-shaking changes have taken place. As a result, there has been a huge gap between the previous generation and the next generation. In the three generations, no one is pleasing to the eye.

After a while, I said that after so-and-so was finished, only a few years later, and changed his mouth again, and the next so-and-so is really finished. The right to speak has changed several times. Before Xu Qing had returned to God, he was the generation who had been approved at the beginning. Having mastered the right to speak, what happens after the online trend becomes 00.

At first he chased Hong Kong and Taiwan stars, then video games, then mobile games, and webcasts. The times have changed so fast that he firmly believes that people must read more in order to look at everything rationally, instead of being in the whirlpool of the times. Know the true face of Mount Lu.

   Wu Zhao is very open at this point. People in the current era are not qualified to judge her. They just set up a wordless monument, and leave the merits and demerits for future generations to comment.

  No matter what, in short, Du Fu’s original sentence of "An De Guangsha ten million, shelter the world's cold people can be happy" is considered to be realized at this time, Guangsha is a real building, a high-rise building.

   "A few decades ago, there were landlords at that time, and a landlord asked Mr. Feng Shui to see the house. Do you know what Mr. Feng Shui is?"

  After eating, Xu Qing cleared the table to wash the dishes, Jiang He leaned at the door to watch him wash.

   "I know."

"Mr. Feng Shui showed him the house, took a feng shui compass and wandered around. It's hard to say, you are backed by mountains and rivers, and there will be countless champions in the future. When the landlord listens to music, one champion can shine for three generations. Countless how powerful it is... This is the blue smoke from the ancestral tomb.

  Later, the landlord was knocked down, and his yard was converted into a key high school. "

The high school in   Jiangcheng is very famous. I don’t know if this paragraph is true or false, but that place was indeed a landlord’s compound.

   Jiang He understood what he meant, but he still didn't catch the smile, but found it amazing.

   "The last time you made up your horoscope at home, you said you want to unite us... Is it useful?"

   "It's useless, you don't even know your birthday. Where did the horoscope come from."

  Xu Qing wiped her hands out, touched her lips, "You believe what you say."

  At the beginning, I really wanted to find someone to get together to fudge Jiang He said that they were a match made in heaven, but he ignored that Jiang He didn’t even remember his birthday, and the note he copied after reacting was thrown away early.

   "I only believe in what I want to believe." Jiang He whispered.

   "Oh~"

   "Can you run out of this hoop?"

  Looking at Xu Qing coming out to prepare the iron ring to continue making clothes, Jiang He sat aside and asked, she wanted to use this to make a basket for herself.

  Iron is stronger than the bamboo strips made by Aunt Cheng. As long as you put a piece of cloth in it, you can carry the vegetables without worrying about it being dirty and difficult to wash.

  "It should not be enough, what do you want to do?" Xu Qing asked.

   "Make a basket."

   "Basket?"

  Xu Qing thought about the appearance of Jiang He carrying an iron basket to buy groceries. I have to say that Jiang He has a lot of ideas.

  "If it's not enough..." Jiang He shook his head, then as if thinking of something, he went to the computer to get his mobile phone.

   “I’ll be free to make one for you another day. When it’s a figure, don’t use it.”

"no need!"

   Jiang He deserves it simply.

  Xu Qing didn’t care. She said that she would make a figure if she was a figure. When the time comes, the iron basket will be placed in her house. It is also good to be a storage box. Those nail clippers, charging cables, iron darts and other messy pieces are put in it.

  ...

  Two days later, when the courier brother came to the door, Xu Qing knew why Jiang He said no. She bought one on the Internet, a basket made of bamboo strips, brand new, and delivered it together with the pajamas she bought a few days ago.

  I don’t know whether Jiang He chose the same city deliberately or accidentally. If he chose it deliberately, it would be great. A woman's talent instinct is awakened.

   "Do you think it is appropriate?"

   Jiang He happily carried the basket on his arm, planning to go shopping for some groceries.

  As a woman who knows how to live, she must have a basket.

  Sword? what is that?

   "I would like to see if this fits or not." Xu Qing took apart the pajamas of the two and took a set for each, and did not buy more.

  Anyway, when the summer is over, he will move in to the master bedroom. He should be able to buy a new one. As long as a set of the same style is required, it does not matter whether it is pajamas or summer clothes.

  Girls, you should dress up beautifully.

In broad daylight, Jiang He did not try on them. Xu Qing threw the clothes of the two of them into the washing machine and washed them first. Although they were new, from the factory to the sales and then to his hands, I don’t know how many people touched him. It's awkward to think.

  I don’t know if it is considered a hygienic addiction, even if it does not matter, it is now April, and the weather is getting warmer. The thin clothes such as pajamas can be washed in the morning and can be dried in the afternoon.

Catkins began to float outside. Fortunately, Jiangcheng was a lightly-disastered area. It was treated once before, and only occasionally scattered. Unlike before, Xu Qing remembers playing on the street when he was a child. The catkins all over the sky are like snow, and the wind blows back. If they can bring up the vortex, they ran to the middle of the vortex, hoping that they could fly in the wind.

Now there is no such fun of riding in the wind, but the desire to fly still exists. Now Jiang He goes out to buy vegetables, and Xu Qing is idle at home, so he just comes out and jumps in the communal activity area of ​​the community to test himself. The current jumping power.

   is incomparable with Qinggong. He hasn't learned Qinggong yet. It's hard to understand Jiang He's formula, but the explosive power of his physical body has reached more than half a meter, and he can easily dunk with both hands.

  Release his hand from the basketball hoop, Xu Qing glanced at the dumbfounded child holding the basketball next to him, ready to play, thought for a moment and beckoned: "Can you lend me the basketball?"

This is the young grandson of Uncle Zhao’s family. Sometimes he will come over here to play. I don’t know him too well but I also know it—the “unfamiliar” here is just a relatively small word. Will also tease this child, if I remember correctly, I should call Zhao Yu.

  Zhao Yu looked down at the basketball in his hand and threw it at him. Xu Qing took it and put it in a handsome posture, dribbled the ball for a few steps, and jumped.

boom!

  Perfect dunk.

  Zhu Yang learned to slay dragons and Yu Zhiliyi, the family of the daughter of a thousand gold, three years of skills, without using any tricks.

  Xu Qing shook his head and sighed, learning Kungfu apart from strengthening the body, he can only do this.

  Unfortunately, Jiang He couldn't understand the handsomeness of dunking.

   "Can you fly?" Zhao Yu's eyes widened. He saw Xu Qing as if he bounced off the ground without much effort.

   "I can't fly, that elder sister will fly." Xu Qing pointed to Jiang He who came back beaming with his new basket in the distance.

   "I don't believe it, I just saw you jump so high!"

   "Then I will jump one more."

  Xu Qing smiled and took a few steps back, turning his head to Jiang He and said, "Look!"

  One step, two steps, three steps, take off.

  Hanging one-handed on the basketball hoop, Xu Qing licked the non-existent bangs: "Aren't you handsome?"

   "Um... OK, do you want me to take a picture of you?" Jiang He asked.

  The estimate was wrong. It turned out that she could understand this handsomeness. Xu Qing reflected on herself and asked Zhao Yu: "Can I let my sister play it too?"

   "Okay."

  "You should try it too, the same as what I did just now."

  Xu Qing took the vegetable basket and took out the phone to take pictures of Jiang He.

  Two people who have learned kung fu, doing this is really boring.

  But Jiang He's dunk action is really handsome, Zhao Yu opened his mouth in surprise, and didn't even notice the basketball roll away.

  (End of this chapter)