My Wife is From a Thousand Years Ago

  Chapter 189 Feelings are the Best Selling

  In a blink of an eye, half of June has passed.

  Jiang He has clearly realized how bad the climate is in Jiangcheng. His face is cold outside in winter, and people want to get into the refrigerator because of the heat in summer.

  It’s not yet the real summer vacation.

Even if the weather is hot, there are still many people who have to go out to work, run around for a living, walk through the steaming streets, and in the shade of the corners, there are stalls selling mobile phone films and keychains with fans. There is also a shelf full of hats and sunglasses. Credit card companies and other companies come to this place to accompany hawkers.

  Day after day, week after week.

   "It's all for life."

  Xu Qing is accustomed to the climate here. He wears slacks and gray short sleeves. There are no summer shorts in his closet because it will tan his legs.

  Although it’s okay for men to tan, their skin color is too different. Taking off their pants is as black and white as wearing stockings, which is very uncomfortable.

  Jiang He looked over there, fanned himself in the cool breeze with his hands, and said for a long time: "It is easy to change from frugality to luxury, and it is difficult to change from extravagance to simplicity."

  "Have you ever been extravagant?"

   "It's very luxurious now, you can stay at home and blow the air-conditioning fan every day."

  She felt that she had fallen.

  It’s nothing if it’s the first time you come, whether it’s a bitter wind or a heat wave, but after enjoying blowing a fan and moving bricks every day...

   Jiang He is a little melancholy.

  This is what Xu Qing said. Fortunately, it is relative. When there is only one steamed bun, it is enough to add the root spicy strips. When there is a table of delicacies, a slice of pork belly in the steamed bun will be disgusting.

  Back home.

The bookcase in the utility room was moved out by Xu Qing. It was used by Xu Wenbin before. Later, the old couple moved to the new home. Everything was replaced with a new one. The old bookcase stayed here and ate ashes. Xu Qing’s Although there are some books, they are far from enough to store them in a bookcase.

  And for him before, the biggest function of the bookcase is to install-beep—it is different now. The two people have so many books that they have to make room for the bookshelf to put them away.

  Not only Jiang He’s textbooks and extracurricular books, but also some novels and miscellaneous readings that Xu Qing bought to accompany her to read books, as well as the history of the Sui, Tang, and the Five Dynasties.

  It may be influenced by Xu Wenbin. For Xu Qing, the money is spent on buying books, and there is no trace of distressed feeling...

  甭The content is useful or not, anyway, it’s very comfortable to pick a copy when you’re free.

Jiang He wiped the bookcase carefully and moved it to a place against the wall without any effort. Next to Zhong Kui, her background was much thicker and not so thin. After drying for an afternoon, she dried it. Books other than textbooks are stuffed in, occupying two rows.

   "It looks like a scholarly family." Xu Qing rubbed his chin and looked at it for a moment, remembering that it was in this position when he was a child.

  The place where Jiang He used to play games was originally Xu Wenbin’s desk. Sometimes he would secretly take out Xu Wenbin’s glasses and put on Xu Wenbin’s glasses when he didn’t want to study, pretending that he was an adult, pretending to be an adult like Xu Wenbin.

   turned around fiercely, now he is really an adult.

  Jiang He rearranged the books on the bookshelf. It didn't look so empty before he turned around and said, "You are a scholar in the first place."

   "For your cognition, right."

  The family of three are all educators, which is probably the scholarly family in Jiang He's eyes.

   "When I learn to read, we will all be scholars."

  Speaking of this, Jiang He's eyes suddenly sparkled, and the three words "reader" have a strange feeling to her.

  Who would have thought that Jiang He would become a scholar too?

  If you recite Erniang's path to socialist modernization, you must scare Erniang to death.

  She will definitely say: ‘I’m a good girl...’

   Thinking of that scene, Jiang He couldn't help but cocked his mouth, looked at the computer and tangled, then turned around and sat on the sofa and took out a book to read.

  If you don’t read, you have to set up a stall in the sun on the side of the road, and you can read a book...Don’t be fooled when setting up a stall.

   "So conscious?"

  Xu Qing was still looking for books on a treasure with her mobile phone, to see what to buy and continue to fill the bookcase, but when she saw that Jiang He didn't need to hurry up, she ran to study.

   "I want to understand." Jiang He said.

  "What do you want to understand?" Xu Qing looked at her strangely.

   "I can only rely on you if I don't study, or run out on a hot day."

   "You have to rely on me to study."

  "……"

   Jiang He turned around and glared at him angrily.

   "A generation of female heroes abandoned martial arts, and punching can't save them...cough cough, it's good, let's learn." Xu Qing waved her hand.

"I only play games and I stay in place. To improve myself, the best way out is to read books. Otherwise, I play games for two or three years, and finally I have to farm. If reading is different, I can learn to be with you. In the same way, you can figure out how to make money by squeezing a broken ring at home."

   "Well, I have a high level of consciousness. But you are only in elementary school now, and you are thinking too far."

   "I can always learn."

  Jiang He is full of confidence, he is inferior in everything, but he is a high school student, what happened to elementary school, he is also studying.

  After half an hour.

  Xu Qing ordered a half set of Keigo Higashino’s novels, nearly a thousand dollars, and several other reading materials included, plus two copies of "Pyramid Principles" and a copy of "Hidden Motivation", and the bookcase column can be expanded.

  Looking back, Jiang He was dozing off with a pen in his hand, his head little by little.

  Tuk tuk.

  Xu Qing knocked on the table with his finger.

   "Huh?" Jiang He excited, wiped his saliva on the back of his hand, and looked up at him dumbfounded.

   "You are asleep." Xu Qing looked at the woman who just swore to be a scholar.

   "I thought about it, let's plant the land."

   Jiang He put the book away with a serious face, and got up to play a game.

   "The second mother told me in a dream just now that I am not this piece of material..."

   "Sit back for me!"

  ……

  Reading is not that difficult for Jiang He, but there is a trick that Xu Qing thinks.

  She is wise and purely lazy.

  Xu Qing didn't know what she had experienced in the arena, and she didn't even think about it, it was a lot. Maybe she was usually naive, but he couldn't forget the time when she first came.

   Taciturn, observing the world with only eyes. After learning Baidu, he learned quickly.

   Then faced his half-joking closeness, watched his performance silently, and tried to accept it after entanglement.

   And now I almost completely relieved my heart and regarded him as a relative here.

  Qianlong, do not use.

  See the dragon in the field, and see the lord.

  The gentleman works all day long, vigilant, and blameless.

  Whether he is studying or not, this is great wisdom. Xu Qing thinks that if he goes to ancient times, he probably can’t do better.

  Jiang He was reluctant anymore, and took the paper and pen to complete the fourth grade Chinese and mathematics, and officially entered the fifth grade.

  A little over a month, very fast, Xu Qing was satisfied with this, and then rubbed his sore wrist to practice sword.

  "You have to practice hard to become a master of the generation, and you can hold me down when you kiss." Jiang He's revenge was simple and rude. For an hour of her study, Xu Qing would have to practice for an hour, and plausibly treated him well.

   "You wait for the day I can hold you down."

  Xu Qing put aside his harsh words, although the possibility is as small as Jiang He surpassed him in school.

  Two days later, dnf celebrates its anniversary.

  This game is amazing. Every year, someone says that it’s going to be pornographic or it’s going to be pornographic. Every time the version is updated, some people say that it will be finished. After so many years of bad news, the server is still full on the anniversary day.

  Xu Qing’s computer was requisitioned by Jiang He, and the other account went up to hang up, leading the rewards.

  "Send two fashions, which one is better?" Jiang He pulled Xu Qing to discuss with enthusiasm.

  A high-level dress and a junior dress, which add up to only 30 yuan, but it makes her excited.

  In addition to the ugly Christmas hat, I finally have to add clothes to myself.

   "Do you like this game now?"

   "I like to kill those who wear bells and whistles in a duel."

"If you want to look good, you can choose clothes and pants. Others don't see much difference from the outside." Xu Qing gave a guiding opinion. If you want to look good in this game, if you only choose two, the shirt and hair will change the image more greatly. Jiang He has a Christmas hat, hair is not so necessary.

   "Choose shoes and run faster." Jiang He said.

   "Do you want to look good or fast?"

"let me see."

   Jiang He looked at his ugly Christmas hat and fell into deep thought.

  Xu Qing hugged her computer and opened the mall to mix and match. She couldn't help but think of playing games with friends in Internet cafes when she was going to school.

  At that time, a purple piece of equipment could be excited for a long time, but now I don’t feel much when I see orange.

   Happiness when he was young... He looked at Jiang He, it was obvious that Jiang He is very happy now.

   And it is almost the same as his original happiness, it is also hard to learn, and then play games happily for a while.

  Click on the big golden wings in the mall, and Xu Qing's eyebrows jumped.

  This vulgar, spicy-eyed dress was originally the pursuit of all of them.

   "Choose this." Xu Qing urged her.

   "This wing is so ugly."

   "It goes well with your Christmas hat, doesn't it?"

   "Where did you take it..." Jiang He vomited.

  However, if the attack speed is increased, her female ghost sword can cut a few more knives, and there will be a little movement...

"Choose this, I like this." Xu Qing continued to instigate, "You can choose shoes for another ordinary dress. You can run faster and cut faster. An ugly dress will blow up those bells and whistles. Caiji, isn't it great?"

"Well……"

  Jiang He hesitated to move the mouse and clicked. After the exchange was successful, he wore it on his body.

  "This is called retro style. Ten years ago, the streets were full of wings, with a zombie of 3,000 gold coins."

  Xu Qingle got up, held her computer to help her receive the reward for the trumpet, thought about going to the website to search for an audio, listened to it several times, and then ran to the kitchen to take out some bowls and chopsticks.

  "What are you doing?" Jiang He expressed doubts about his strange behavior.

  Xu Qing did not answer, tapped a few times against the edge of the bowl, adjusted for a moment to find the feeling, and then tried to tap continuously.

  "Dingdongdingdingdingdingdongding~"

   Jiang He looked at him in surprise.

  There is even this hand... It’s not surprising to think about it. When Wang Zijun’s girlfriend Xu Qing sang on her birthday, although she could not tell whether it was good or bad at that time, it was much better than the others in the room.

  Xu Qing was dissatisfied, took the water cup and filled some of the bowls with some water, and continued to adjust.

  About an hour later, he stopped his movements, rubbed his wrists, and tapped against the edge of the bowl.

  "What are you doing?" Jiang He couldn't help being curious.

  Idleness is not such a way of idleness. Is it to be a singer?

  She already wants to complain.

  "Try it." Xu Qing handed the chopsticks to Jiang He.

"I do not know."

   "I teach you, it's very simple, just follow this order..."

  Xu Qing held Jiang He's hand and knocked her once.

  In the next half an hour, Jiang He was learning this rhythm.

   "I really miss it~"

  In the original version, the login interface of the Eight Million Warriors was this music.

  Xu Qing took the phone and recorded it and sent it to the group where Wang Zijun and Qin Hao were in the group, causing Wang Zijun to send out several emoticons.

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   "Take you to fight zombies!"

  Xu Qing sent a disgusting emoticon back to him. Times have changed, and now they all wear suits to play groups.

  "This is called stunt." He raised his head and said to Jiang He.

"what?"

   Jiang He still doesn’t know what Xu Qing is doing.

  "Don’t you like this game? Wear your big wings!"

  Xu Qingzhong waved his hand twice, Jiang He couldn't help but complain, "Obviously you like this ugly wings."

   "Anyway, when the broadcast starts at night, you use this bowl to knock for a while, and then go to the duel with big wings to kill indiscriminately."

"has no meaning?"

   "Didn't you say that they all came to see me? This may attract some audiences who watch you play games... It is very possible, full of memories." Xu Qingdao.

"At that time, many people have grown up and have no time to play, or to play other games, but the memory will not fade. Many people will watch related videos even if they don’t play. This is their youth. It's also feelings."

   "Let me try." Jiang He still didn't know what's the use of typing this, but since Xu Qing said it might be useful, he practiced it several times.

  Xu Qing rubbed her eyebrows and smiled. The voice was full of memories.

   "With me, I will help you whatever you like."

  He is very happy that Jiang He can feel the happiness he has experienced before in the game.

   "You were against it before." Jiang He said.

  "Before you wanted to make money, now you like it, not the same."

  "……"

   Jiang He said nothing.

   "I won't eat at home in the afternoon, do something by yourself." Xu Qing chatted with Qin Hao on WeChat.

   "Oh, when will you be back?"

   "It's about seven or eight o'clock, and I can see you on my phone in the evening."

  Xu Qing shook her phone.

   "Don't make any strange noises at the electric fan, and don't draw the curtains too often."

  ? ?

   Jiang He was surprised.

   "I...what happened to my curtains?"

"It's nothing."

  "……"

  "……"

  The two looked at each other for a moment, and Jiang He looked away with a guilty conscience.

  It always feels as if some secret has been seen through.

"come back earlier."

"Ok."

  Xu Qing took the key and went out. Jiang He took the chopsticks and looked left and right. Seeing the textbook on the coffee table, he suddenly realized.

  This guy must have experienced it all before he can see through her at a glance.

  This pervert.

  Xu Qing was not there at night, Jiang He was too lazy to cook by himself, reading various short stories with a language book, and felt that it was almost time to go to the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles, then open the game, watching Ugly Wings prepare for tonight's solo duel.

  When the time came, the live broadcast room opened. The audience first noticed that there was an extra bookcase in the place where Xu Qing stood behind, and then Xu Qing was absent, and suddenly a barrage shouted that he wanted to stand and pinch the armor.

   Then he discovered that Jiang He’s newly dressed up in the game, the barrage turned into spicy eyes.

  A broken Christmas hat with big wings on the back, just like picking up a tattered one.

   Jiang He ignored it, looked at the bowls next to him, closed his eyes, and quickly tapped with his chopsticks.

  "Dingdingdingdingdongdingding~"

   Then the barrage in the live broadcast room exploded.

  (End of this chapter)