My Wife is From a Thousand Years Ago

  Chapter 176 Sunflower Collection is very powerful

  When Jiang He was quiet and not speaking, he had an indescribable temperament from his hair to toe nails. He frowned and read carefully.

Xu Qing held her chin and looked at her. After studying for a long time, she discovered that the temperament came from her posture. Jiang He didn't put her elbows on the edge of the table and lowered her head to gnaw on the book. She was sitting with her shoulders straight. The waist was also straight, Xu Qing suddenly had a strange thought, as if inadvertently stretched out his finger to poke her waist, Jiang He stood up like a spring sitting under his buttocks.

"what are you doing?"

   "Hmm..." Xu Qing looked at her finger, thought about it, and stood up and said: "I will go out for a while, eat later and come back."

  Jiang He didn't know what his going out had to do with poking himself. He stretched out his finger to poke back, hesitated or gave up, feeling very naive.

  In the afternoon, dark clouds gathered in the sky over Jiangcheng. The weather at this time will change, but the clouds are not so thick. It seems that it is just a cloudy day. If it rains, you will have to wait until tomorrow.

  The wind blew the trees in the community. Xu Qing went out alone, and walked in another building to find Qin Hao.

  "The eldest sister often said that the world is good

  Man farming and women weaving time~"

  Qin Mao just opened the door, and there was Huangmei opera in the big phone on the table, babbling, and then Qin Mao turned down the voice, and Xu Qing looked around, and only the tyrant on the balcony was the second living creature.

   "He went out again?"

   "After a meal at noon, I ran away."

  "Don’t you just get off work in the morning?"

   "Who said no, I don't know what I'm busy with every day."

  Qin Mao just scratched his hair and looked like he was going with him. To be honest, he really envied Xu Qing. He didn't do anything every day, so he just wandered around.

  What is the life of the gods!

   "This little broken station is fun."

   "Yes, it's interesting, it has everything, look at me..."

  Xu Qing watched Qin Mao just playing there, and he was amused, and said, “You just look happy, just don’t play with my dad under my video every day, you two are almost a scene.”

  He sat down on the chair to pour himself a cup of tea, and continued: "My dad uses Jiugongge to type, and you can't beat him by swiping and handwriting with your fingers."

   "He has to play against me, I..."

  Qin Mao just thought about it, really, people cracked and typed a row of characters, and he could only write a sentence here for a long time.

  Lost panic.

  "You talk to him on WeChat, and that’s it."

   "...Are you holding it here for a fire?"

"No no."

  Qin Mao just took the mobile phone to make gestures, put down the mobile phone and got up to go to the cabinet.

   "Where is your girlfriend?"

   "Reading at home."

   "Then my father and son have a drink, I got a bottle filled with snake gall, this thing is good..."

   "Don't, girlfriend won't let you kiss after drinking."

  "..."

  In the early afternoon, Xu Qing sat and drank two cups of tea, and helped Qin Maocai pay attention to a few good-looking and well-known ups, so as not to often run away with Xu Wenbin.

   "It's easy to make this video, isn't it?" Qin Mao just watched Xu Qing's edits and found it easy.

   "Simplified and simple, difficult and difficult to say, the key depends on whether anyone likes it."

   "I like it, and that... that... I heard the little mouse say you want to make armor?"

  Speaking of this, Qin Mao was excited. He found out the video of the chain mail made by Xu Qing. A sleeve has been made and hung on a hanger.

   "Is this ready to wear?"

   "Sure, I can do it, otherwise, what am I doing?" Xu Qingchao gestured on his body: "Just come in like this, the whole thing should be 20 or 30 kilograms, and I walked with a sound, very powerful."

  "When it's done, give me a try?" Qin Mao's eyes flashed.

   "You..." Xu Qing was unable to complain. As expected, both father and son, Qin Hao and Qin Maocai wanted to try on them one by one.

   is not too heavy.

  "The frame is too big to fit in. I made it according to my figure, and it’s a little looser."

"Oh…"

  Qin Maocai showed a disappointed look on his face, looked at the phone and thought for a while, then suddenly said, "I will do one too."

"what?"

   "Anyway, I'm still idle. I'll make one the next day. Let's go to the street together!" Qin Mao was not disappointed, and suddenly became excited, his beard on his chin flicked.

  I used to have no conditions when I wanted to play. I could only play in the mud on my knees. Now I let this young guy play. It's not a taste to think about it.

  Tui!

  Wearing a pair of iron armor on the body, it is simply a man’s dream.

  "This thing is dressed up on the street...you go, I won't go." Xu Qingmeng shook his head.

  "In ancient times, you were preparing to rebel, and now it’s also terrible...Be careful of the mouse and catch you."

   "Dare he?"

   and Xu Qing chatted nonsense for a while, Qin Mao just stared at Xu Qing’s video to prepare for learning, and went to buy materials tomorrow.

   "What's the matter with the little mouse? I will tell him when he comes back."

   "It's nothing, I will call him if I have something to do, and I will come and stroll around."

  Xu Qing got up and left, bid farewell to Qin Maocai, and returned to his home. Jiang He had come out of the study and sat in the living room to chat with Zhou Suzhi.

  The two got along very happily, with smiles on their faces, and they didn't know what they were talking about... Jiang He had already learned too much where Xu Qing didn't know.

   "Back?" Zhou Suzhi glanced at Xu Qing who entered the door.

   "Well, I'm back."

   "Have you found the little mouse?"

   "No, I had tea with Uncle Qin for a while."

Zhou Suzhi shook his head. Both Xu Qing and Xu Wenbin didn’t have much to say, but Qin Hao came over to chat with Xu Wenbin. Xu Qing was able to chat with Qin Maocai in the past, and he really complied with that sentence. Both father and son belonged to the previous life. Enemy.

   "If you change with Little Mouse, your dad and Lao Qin will be able to fly happily."

   "That won't work, how about you?"

   "Me? I don't think anything is good. It's not normal to stay away from home every day, and it's so dangerous. It's not normal to stay in a boring house every day."

   "Hey, this is fate."

  Xu Qing sat down on the sofa, and after a while he pulled Jiang He to his feet and greeted: "We are back."

   "Go back without dinner?"

   "Stop eating, we still have something to do."

   "Goodbye, Auntie."

  The two went out together, and they didn't stay for dinner, and they were going to go home and make it by themselves.

  If you go back after dinner, it will be too late, which will delay Jiang He's business plan.

  Jiang He was still immersed in the atmosphere of chatting with Zhou Suzhi, pulling homely, talking about Xu Qing's **** when he was a child, and the development of vegetable prices in Jiangcheng over the years. There was a lot of confusion, but she did not resist.

  Looking at what Xu Qing looks like now, it is hard to imagine that he was chased by big geese all over the street when he was a child, crying with snot and tears.

   "What do you see me doing?" Xu Qing felt that Jiang He's expression was weird.

   "You want to fight monkeys and goose when you practice martial arts, what else do you want to fight?" In Jiang He's eyes, Xu Qing has been a history of being bullied by animals since he was a child.

  Oh, I must have been chased by a dog.

   "I also need to press the female hero to spank."

  "..."

   Jiang He's eyes suddenly became dangerous. Looking around, there were still some pedestrians on the road, so he had to give up holding Xu Qing and let him taste what force value suppression is.

  Back to the community, at the gate, Zhao Shu was leaning back and dozed in a chair. The little grandson Zhao Yu was playing with the ball, and when he saw Xu Qing and the two coming over, he stared at Jiang He with wide eyes.

   "Sister who can fly."

   "No, sister can't fly."

   "I saw it."

   "That's called jumping." Xu Qing explained patiently, "It's impossible for people to learn to fly. Everything like Ultraman is fake."

  When Uncle Zhao woke up, he saw Zhao Yu's grievances in his eyes.

   "Grandpa, Brother Xu said that Ultraman is fake."

   "He fart, I have seen alive!"

   Fortunately, Xu Qing is not here, otherwise he has to admit that even Pleasant Goat is real.

  Xu Qing has already returned home, and is about to take out his precious iron ring and pliers, and continue to make chain mail, so as not to be compared by Qin Mao, when it is done over there, it is not done yet.

   Turned around and let go of Jiang He's hand, but couldn't let go, Jiang He held it tightly.

   "What did you just say on the road?"

Jiang He raised his head and stared at him. Because there was no Xu Qinggao, the two of them stood close again. They could only raise their heads. Such a posture made her feel that she was less powerful. She lowered her head and looked left and right. Hooked on his small stool, then stepped on it and looked at Xu Qing condescendingly.

  Xu Qing felt Jiang He lift up by pressing her wrist, and couldn't make a move after struggling, so she had to see what she wanted to do.

  As for what to say...Obviously, I want him to repeat it and then borrow the question, so he is not stupid.

  Finally, both arms were lifted up and pressed against the wall. Xu Qing looked up at Jiang He, who was stepping on the stool one end higher than himself, and was about to persuade her not to cause trouble, so he was hit by Jiang He.

  Let's talk about it.

  "This is called Bidong."

  After a long time, Jiang He raised his head and said to Xu Qing.

   "Uh...I just want to spank you, don't you need to be so cruel?" Xu Qing said in a dumb way.

  Although he didn't know what a terrible punishment Bidong was, he tried his best to cooperate with Jiang He, who is condescending and has a queen-like demeanor at the moment.

"Humph!"

   Jiang He tried to keep his face straight, stretched out his fingers to help Xu Qing wipe off the saliva from the corner of his mouth, then got off the stool, then picked the stool with his feet to return it to its original position, and turned to the refrigerator to prepare to turn over and cook.

  Some things just need to give him a deterrent. If he talks too much, he loses his temperament.

  When it was cloudy, the night came quickly, the living room was lit up, and there was the sound of spatulas colliding from the kitchen. Xu Qing sat on her small stool and broke the iron ring, looking at the kitchen from time to time.

  It seems that this female hero finally realizes what **** is...but it’s not quite right. Isn’t normal the other way around?

  The dinner was garlic moss fungus, and a bitter gourd shredded pork. The bitter gourd made by Zhou Suzhi at noon did not taste at all. Jiang He felt that the flavor of the remaining seasoning was not enough. When he came back, he fried it by himself.

  Sweet, sweet, bitter and spicy are all tastes, which are high or low.

   "It's delicious?" Jiang He took a sip, then looked up at Xu Qing.

  Xu Qing nodded vigorously. He also likes to endure hardship, so when Jiang He first learned to do it, he didn’t teach her how to do it.

  Jiang He is very happy.

  "Should I write down the steps of this dish, remember both the suffering and the non-suffering, and then teach others what they like to learn when they do it?"

   "Hmm... Do you still want to write this?"

   "I'm afraid I forgot, that would be troublesome."

   "Then you can write it, there are a few notebooks anyway." Xu Qing didn't ask her why she learned it but could forget it.

  A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. You can also give it a name after writing it down. It sounds a bit taller.

  "Are you going to teach cooking? Food anchor?"

   "I have been preparing."

   "When?" Xu Qing was surprised, isn't she playing games?

  "I’m going to cook, and I’ll eat it when I’m done... Didn’t I tell you before? Let’s try playing games to get familiar with it. After I master it, I’ll cook and eat. By the way, I will sell my pickles."

  Xu Qing has nothing to say. Originally from the media ecosystem, she has been planning, playing games is just to test the waters and start the first ring of her plan.

   "Come on!"

   "Yes." Jiang He arched his hands, "I will add your video in time..."

  "Stop, stop, don't do this, your plan is already perfectly closed." Xu Qing almost choked himself.

  Originally, there is a copy of him in the business map.

  He seemed to see a business star rising...a ghost!

  After dinner, take a break, Xu Qing moved his arms and kicked his legs to prepare for the background board.

  It is better to have a red background than not. In short, there are many people watching, and someone always finds Jiang He's greatness. He wears a tattered suit and takes his opponent to death without delay. This laid-back posture is not something everyone can do.

The others are all nervous, crackling and wanting to smash the keyboard, and yelling ghosts from time to time... Maybe this is part of the reason for the red background board, Jiang He is too unobtrusive, sitting there if not occasionally move his arm , No one can tell that she is playing fierce pk with others on the screen.

At seven o'clock, the TV was turned on, and the live broadcast room was ready. Xu Qing put on an expressionless posture. Accompanied by the opening music of the news network, he stood up. Jiang He tuned the background music in the live broadcast room a little louder. With a serious face, bloodbathed the duel arena.

  The two people, one black and white, look like two black and white double evil spirits, coupled with the hideous Zhong Kui, this small live broadcast room is full of weird atmosphere.

  "The carrot must grab the mole and throw it into the sky

   and stare at it

   stare at it until the hands and feet break, twitching and rolling

  The head is also blooming~"

  ? ? ?

   Wang Zijun, who turned on the computer, just came in to the live broadcast room to see what Xu Qing was doing. The background music and the weird atmosphere suddenly added a few more question marks on his head.

  Xu Qing will still play...

  I just wanted to reward the two wings of the sky. Thinking of Xu Qing's words, he slowed down, and then saw the words floating on the screen.

  Hu Datongshu presents the Grand Ceremony Cup X1.

  The first one was taken?

  Prince Jun was taken aback, and the mouse clicked down.

  Wang Dashao, who is disheartened, presents Skywing X10.

  Jiang He's game character shook for a moment, and was caught with a set of flaws.

  "Is this...is it for me?" She endured for a moment without holding her back, and said cautiously.

  Hu Datongshu: "Come on, buddy in the back!"

  Wang Dashao, a plaything sullen: "Sunflower Baodian Niubi!"

   Jiang He squeezed his fists, staring at the screen to continue fighting.

Happy New Year

  (End of this chapter)