My Wife is From a Thousand Years Ago

  Chapter 202 People who practice martial arts are very violent

  Behind the big bear in the middle, the feet of the two were pressed together, Jiang He listened to Xu Qing's gradually even breathing, and suddenly turned his head to look out the window.

  The moon in summer is always so bright and bright, and a slight light penetrates from the edge of the frosted sticker on the window.

  A year ago, she was still in the utility room in this completely unfamiliar era, full of confusion about the future...

  She took her hand out of Xu Qing's palm, fumbled in the dark, put it on Xu Qing's stomach, and slowly moved.

  ……

  Early morning.

  Xu Qing opened his eyes, and saw that Jiang He was practicing some cult exercise, sitting cross-legged, hands on his knees, back straight, staring at him without blinking.

   "Hmm... how long have you been sitting there?"

  Xu Qing took the mobile phone beside the bed to check the time. It was just eight o'clock.

"A little while."

   "Is there anything good?"

   Jiang He rolled his eyes, "Are you... dreaming?"

  ?

  Xu Qing covered himself with the thin quilt that was kicked aside, "I don’t have a dream, this is young."

"Oh……"

   "Can you go out first? I want to change clothes."

  Jiang He was neatly dressed, he seemed to have washed himself, and he came back to sit on the bed again, wondering if he was curious to play him twice?

  Xu Qing suddenly felt danger, this curious baby was beside him, she might do something strange...

  "Wait...Where did you change your clothes?"

   Seeing Jiang He walked to the door, he asked aloud.

  I changed into my pajamas... I seemed to miss something terrible.

  "You care where I changed it." Jiang Hebang closed the door.

  The big bear on the bed is still lying in the middle, and the jewel on the nose is shining.

  Xu Qing sat on the bed for a while, stretched out a little happily, and then changed her pajamas.

  Sleeping in the same bed, it was not as embarrassing as expected. As for how Jiang He would observe him when he fell asleep... I don’t know but I didn’t.

  Wake up early the next day and observe Jiang He.

  Breakfast was cooked in a pot, Jiang He was already served when Xu Qing changed his clothes, and he sat at the table with beanbags and ate slowly, waiting for Xu Qing to wash.

Bean buns are not made by herself, but bought outside. This kind of thing is tedious to make, and it is not appropriate to make it by yourself. This is the conclusion drawn by Jiang He after careful consideration-if it were before, she would definitely knead the dough with great interest. Steamed buns, now I have learned to give some things to money to deal with.

  Because her time is now worth more than when she first came.

  When I first came here, I didn’t know anything and what I did was a waste of time, so I saved a little and earned a little. Now her time is beginning to appreciate. This is the benefit of investing in her own brain.

   “So many women now do business and go to work instead of cooking and raising children at home, right?” Jiang He told Xu Qing about his observations, which surprised Xu Qing.

"It seems to be right. Two people in life always have the best and reasonable configuration. If you can earn the money we spend a year in a month, then I will definitely not let you take care of children at home, and then I will go out and make a little bit of money. , That would be stupid."

Xu Qing took a bite of the bean buns, and the soft fermentation was very good. "But because of this, there is a suspicion of being gossiped about eating soft rice, so women usually find men who are more powerful than themselves, so that they can cook and take their children. "

   "In other words, if I earn more than you, you will be a stupid man who washes, cooks, hugs children and plays games every day?" Jiang He's eyes lit up.

   "Well, do you want to have one?" Xu Qing asked.

   "Don't!"

  "Then stop dreaming, you can't even study, and you want me to be a stupid...what kind of messy man, whimsical."

  Xu Qing's dream of her-let's be regarded as a dream for the time being, and sneered at this unrealistic dream.

  Turn on the computer after breakfast, Xu Qing's first thing is to watch the video posted yesterday. Over the night, the volume has been more than 200,000. There is still a lot of room for growth in this posture.

  One thousand broadcasts are about three yuan. This set will drive the increase of other videos' broadcasts, and then the increase in the number of fans...

  Counting seven and eight, Xu Qing feels that spring is coming.

   "I don't have to refute this complaint, because the young master really knows how to do it!"

   "That palm on the street is a real martial arts!"

   ``On how much a kung fu fan resents an idol drama in a martial arts skin''

  「……」

  The number of fans has increased, one is to catch up with hot spots, and the other is to attract ghosts and animals.

"I'm going out."

  Jiang He carried the bag, took out the potatoes inside, greeted him and prepared to go out.

  Stayed here for a year and haven’t gone back, probably won’t go back...

  I don’t know that this kind of thing happened only once or twice in thousands of years, and there is almost no chance of it happening again. Just bring the corn kernels that Xu Qing helped her with.

  "Go fishing again?" Xu Qing saw her pick up the fishing rod.

   "Yeah."

"I go with you?"

   "Ah..." Jiang He hesitated, "We only have two fishing rods, then I will let Pingping buy one by herself."

  Speaking, she has already figured out the phone.

   "Forget it, I'll work at home." Xu Qing dismissed her thinking when she said that the old woman was there.

  Fishing with Jiang He comfortably, if you add one more person, it will be boring.

   "Don't go?"

  "Don't go, you can play with Pingping."

  "……"

   Jiang He walked back and kissed Xu Qing's face, then his eyes fell on the bookshelf, and he gestured to the bag, just enough to put down the novel I read last night, and put the novel in the bag.

"I'm going out!"

  The temperature outside has just risen a little bit, and the morning coolness still remains. The early office workers have disappeared, and the community seems relatively quiet.

  Now this kind of life should be very low-key. At the beginning, Wang Mang was too jumpy to be rejected by the will of the world. If he can be a big waste man with peace of mind, there should be no accidents when he eats, drinks and plays all day.

Jiang He thought wildly. Xu Qing had talked about Wang Mang before, saying that she might be the second person who got stuck in the bug, because her existence was indeed a bug. From this inference, Wang Mang's guess that Wang Mang was a traverser was even more powerful. .

  Bug must hide yourself, otherwise it will be fixed...

  Gong Ping was already waiting at the gate of the community. She was wearing a pink summer dress. She didn’t know what rope she was wearing on her wrist. She carried the small red bucket that Jiang He lent her yesterday and looked around at will.

  Seeing Jiang He wearing a peaked cap came out, she walked a few steps back, and waited for Jiang He to come, and then walked side by side with Jiang He.

   "Walking again?"

"if not?"

   "I feel so tired, let's sweep the bike." Gong Ping pointed to the little yellow car next to her.

   "Xu Qing doesn't like me riding this..."

  I rode with Xu Qing once...

   Jiang He thought for a while, Xu Qing was afraid that she would take off on her bike, so she just had to relax a little bit.

  Looking at the corners of Gong Ping’s skirt, Jiang He looked at his slacks and reminded: “Your skirt will be blown up.”

   "Just press it down."

  Gong Ping swept out a car, tucked the corner of the skirt under her buttocks, supported Jiang He with one leg on the ground.

The surname Gong is rarely seen. In Jiang He's consciousness, this name should be a very gentle woman. When I met by chance that day, Gong Ping also looked like a gentle woman, with long hair, curvy eyes, just She exposed her carefree nature as soon as she spoke.

  Sitting on the pony shovel when we were fishing together yesterday, she dared to sit with her legs crossed in her skirt, although she was facing the river, but...

  Jiang He just looked at it and felt that the underside of her skirt should be chilly, the wind is so strong.

   "Do you listen to Xu Qing that way?"

  Two people drove slowly to the river on their bicycles, like sisters traveling together.

   "Yes, it will be miserable if you don't listen to him." Jiang He tried to suppress his urge to pedal a bicycle wildly.

  The feeling of riding on a bicycle is so good, and it’s cool...

  It’s just that after Xu Qing played several car accident videos to her, she didn’t dare to ride that fast anymore.

  Although it should be able to jump down and flash past, but it is not good to hit someone else’s car, you have to lose money, or maybe you have to expose your skills.

   "It's miserable?" Gong Ping frowned, but she misunderstood her meaning, "Will he hit you?"

   "No, how could he hit me."

   "Is that guy capable of martial arts, don't you, be careful..."

  Gong Ping remembered what Xu Qing said during the live broadcast, they don’t quarrel, they usually do it...

   Jiang He's small body will be beaten to death by that guy, right?

  The gangsters on the news were slapped and lay still on the ground.

   "He won't hit me." Jiang He shook his head, and he couldn't beat me.

   "Then it will be miserable if you don't listen...oh~" Gong Ping suddenly realized, with a rather subtle expression, "I understand."

  People who practice martial arts must be very strong.

   "What?" Jiang He wondered.

"It's nothing."

   Jiang He thought for a while, but didn't understand what she understood. Could it be that Xu Qing could not beat her?

From Xu Qing's house to the riverside, they all walked when they were with Xu Qing. They were not in a hurry. There was an automatic beverage vending machine on the side of the road that was slapped by Jiang He, and the shell was slightly concave. .

  Gong Ping doesn't like to walk so long, she is very tired. She is an otaku, she just likes to lie down.

"What do you want to drink?"

  At the side of the vending machine, Gong Ping stopped the car and asked Jiang He.

   "This will be stuck. We were stuck several bottles here before." Jiang He reminded her.

   "Should not be so unlucky, right?"

  Gong Ping doesn’t believe in evil, so she clicked on a bottle of Jiaduobao and scanned the code. She opened the lid underneath and touched it, ah, really no.

  Pick the glass again, there are two bottles stuck in it.

   "There is still a bottle in it! Watch me smash them down, I made a profit this time!"

  Gong Ping looked back happily.

   "That..." Jiang He hesitated to speak, his expression was rather complicated.

  哐哐!

   stuck again.

   "I think you should call them for a refund."

   Jiang He made a reasonable suggestion that this machine is faulty and it is particularly easy to jam the drink.

  She suspects that the merchants deliberately put it here to deceive people, and put it on the side of the road. Those in a hurry sometimes don't bother to see the jam, and leave after saying bad luck.

   "But I am thirsty."

  Gong Ping kicked the beverage machine with anger, "If your Xu Qing is here, you should be able to shake them down with one kick?"

"Ok……"

   Jiang He hesitated, "Should it be okay?"

  It must be okay if she kicks in the past, but this is not with Xu Qing and can’t kick indiscriminately.

  If she was with Xu Qing, she would have passed it early.

  "I order another bottle of Coke, and I will refund if it fails." Gong Ping wanted to try again.

  哐哐!

  The Coke smoothly rolled down from the side, and the stuck ones were still stuck.

   "...Give you this bottle, I will try again." Gong Ping handed the Coke over.

   "I have." Jiang Heliang brightened his big water glass, which was full of boiled water.

   "Well, that's it."

  Gong Ping nodded, drank a Coke while calling for a refund.

   "Looking at this recessed place, someone must have gotten stuck and was hit by a hammer." She guessed at the recessed place as she dialed the number.

   "If I say that Xu Qing punched it, do you believe it?" Jiang He asked.

   "What?" Gong Ping was taken aback.

   "Just... punch, bang! Those drinks fell off."

   Jiang He gestured while observing Gong Ping's face.

"so smart!"

   Gong Ping exclaimed.

   "Is it scary?" Jiang He asked.

   "It's super horrible, if I hit you, I can't beat you up?"

   "...Well, it will knock me off." Jiang He nodded.

   "These martial arts people like violence." Gong Ping felt a little bit of the recessed place and was surprised.

  The man who was slapped down on the street in the news should be beaten as a fool, right?

   is at least a concussion...

  After calling, they didn’t stay here and waited for the result. The two continued to go to the river on their bicycles. In the morning, there were few fishing men. They used to find their place in the shade next to the bridge.

  If it’s the afternoon, it’s hard to find a shady place, you need to go a long way.

  At the destination, Jiang He took the little Mazha off the bicycle, and the bait and fishing rods were all in Gong Pingti’s small red bucket.

  Blowing the river breeze, it feels very leisurely.

   "You seem to be on fire. There were a lot of people in the live room yesterday. I have a hunch that there will be more tonight."

   "Hope, I came to see Xu Qing practicing martial arts."

  Jiang He set up the fishing rod, tucked the hair beside his ear, took the novel out of the bag, and then took out a packet of dried sweet potatoes from his pocket and handed it to Gong Ping.

  Gong Ping’s expression was very interesting. After meeting Jiang He, she felt that Jiang He was like a jingle cat, and she could not figure out where to take out some strange things.

  You even found a potato last time, do you dare to believe it?

  Some people seem to be quiet, wearing caps and fishing here, but they are actually jingle cats.

   "You and Xu Qing must be very interesting together." Gong Ping ate the dried sweet potatoes.

"Why do you say that?"

"You are a very interesting person. Xu Qing also looks very interesting. Before watching your live broadcast, you have never spoken. I thought you were a little bit...autistic. I knew you were so funny when I met him. "

  Jiang He usually doesn't speak during the live broadcast, only holding her character expressionlessly in the duel, wearing an ugly and funny Christmas hat, which contrasts greatly with her.

Gong Ping stretched her legs apart again, sitting on the horse, blowing the river breeze, chilling, "You specialize in games, and he makes some mess next to him. Reality won't be the other way around, right? You can feel some strange things on your body at any time. Then he dumbfounded and said nothing."

   "Hmm... almost." Jiang He remembered Xu Qing's face, and now he must be holding the computer to edit the video again, and he can't help but curl his mouth.

   "Really?" Gong Ping was surprised, "What does he look like in reality?"

"He..." Jiang He thought for a while, speaking slowly: "Like a machine...probably a robot. I practice martial arts every morning, then hold the computer, watch the video in the morning, watch the stock market in the afternoon, but don't watch it. For the stock market, just pinch his armor and watch the newscast at seven o'clock.

  Later, I broadcasted the live broadcast, and he changed the martial arts training to night, saying that this would maximize the time utilization rate. He could also watch the news while practicing martial arts with me on the live broadcast. "

   "Time utilization..." Gong Ping vomited. As soon as the word came out, it really looked like the busy people in the novel, "Why is he squeezing time? He doesn't play games?"

   "I rarely play, I usually watch me play."

  "Then I used the time I squeezed out to watch the video, and I didn't feel boring. I should eat when I ate, and wash the dishes after eating..." Jiang He wrinkled his nose and suddenly smiled.

   "A very gentle person."

  (End of this chapter)