My Wife is From a Thousand Years Ago

  Chapter 204 Try to stab me with a sword

  Xu Wenbin sat in the car and always felt that something was missing.

  Eating a big melon is a bit supportive...

   Jiang He is a tramp...no, a tramp girl? It's not right, what should I call it.

According to what Xu Qing said, Xu Wenbin, who had lived in Jiangcheng for a long time, felt that there was no such thing eight hundred years ago. After all, the roads in the remote ravines of his hometown were all cleared, and now the construction is very good-back then. One piece is really poor.

With Jiang He’s background, the probability of being the Great God of Sanhe is far greater than what Xu Qing said. Maybe he ran away from home, or for other reasons, he sold his ID card and made up a set to confuse Xu Qing... at that time He felt this way when he heard Xu Qing's words, and he didn't think about it again.

  Xu Qing's head is the same as anything else. To say that he was deceived, Xu Wenbin would rather believe that he abducted the introverted little girl into the house and ruined it.

  Bah!

  Beasts.

  Finger tapped on the steering wheel, Xu Wenbin thought for a long time before finally starting the car and turning back to his own community.

   When he arrived downstairs, he parked the car, but he did not go up. When he arrived at Qin Maocai's house, Qin Mao had just eaten and washed the dishes, and sat on the sofa to pinch the chain mail.

   "Old Xu?"

   "I'll come over and ask the little mouse something."

  Xu Wenbin felt his brain hurt when he saw Qin Maocai pinching his armor, so if Xu Qing didn't look the same as himself, he would often doubt life.

  Qin Hao was pacing slowly around the bed in the room. He heard the two people talking outside, and then saw Xu Wenbin coming in. He grabbed his stomach and pulled the stool away, "Uncle, what's the matter?"

"Uh……"

  Xu Wenbin opened his mouth, not knowing how to speak for a while, pushed his glasses to sit down, thought for a moment, and said, "Do you know that Qingzi has a girlfriend?"

   "Ah, I know."

   "How much do you know? Tell me."

   "I know...not much." Qin Hao hesitated.

   "How much is not much?"

   "Uncle, just ask what you want."

  Xu Wenbin frowned, "Don't hesitate, you just see something wrong! Tell me honestly."

   "Just, just..."

  Qin Hao thought about it. He was a little confused about what Xu Wenbin had discovered. He clutched his stomach and sat on the bed, his eyes drifted from side to side, and put it out of the window, making Xu Wenbin even more suspicious.

   "Abducted an ignorant girl from the outside and brought it home to do whatever he wanted..." Xu Wenbin said slowly.

   "Huh? Such a beast?" Qin Hao was shocked.

   "Isn't it?"

   "..." Qin Hao pondered, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it, he hadn't thought about it before.

   "Hurry up and say, what is going on!"

  Xu Wenbin is impatient.

   "Just the little girlfriend, she was... dumb, and then looked like a fool." Qin Hao tried to recall the Jiang He who had met several times, "I don't like to talk, but... still..."

  He hesitated for a while, and simply stunned: "No status, he said that it was his sister that time, and later said that he met outside. At first, he wandered around, and then worked in a black factory, and then they met just that..."

  Lah, let’s talk, Xu Wenbin fell into thought.

  This is exactly what Xu Qing said.

   "Looks like a fool?" Xu Wenbin recalled carefully. At first, it seemed... indeed a little dazed, like an autistic child.

   "I haven't seen her a few times, I think she speaks strangely." Qin Hao scratched his head and couldn't tell what it was like.

He looked at Xu Wenbin’s face and paused for a while and then replied: “According to Xu Qing, I have had a miserable life since childhood, and some introversions are normal... In fact, there is nothing wrong with logic, but her household registration is a bit troublesome. What if she runs away from home? It’s easy to handle, like Xu Qing said...the last collective hukou shouldn’t be a problem. In theory, I haven’t done it before, so I asked someone to ask.” Qin Hao felt that Xu Wenbin came to find out. What happened to Jiang He... the fact is indeed the case.

   "Oh, that's okay, I'm just worried..."

  "Worried that he kidnapped a little girl of unknown origin?" Qin Hao asked.

  "……"

   "Actually..." Qin Hao was stared at by Xu Wenbin, and said bit the bullet: "I urged him before to help the girl with this. He might not be so troublesome when he breaks up."

  Xu Wenbin frowned, then nodded after a moment, "Anything else?"

   "Other...no more."

   "Well, how is the injury?" Xu Wenbin broke the topic.

  "Fortunately, I recovered very quickly. I didn't hurt to the point, so I shed a little blood."

  "Then you should take care of it, and do this well." Xu Wenbin gave a thumbs up, "If you are righteous and brave, I still have a newspaper about you."

   "Responsibilities, responsibilities, I still have to miss Qingzi, otherwise I will be over there."

  Qin Hao waved his hand modestly, with a few polite words, Xu Wenbin did not wait any longer, and came out to touch the chain mail made by Qin Mao.

   "What did you ask?" Qin Maocai raised his head and asked.

   "Nothing... It takes a lot of effort for you to do this, right?"

   "That is, one by one opened and then buckled."

  "When it's done, give me a try." Xu Wenbin tapped his finger on the hoop.

   "Look for Xiaoqingzi, he is almost done."

   "Still like that."

   "If you don't wear your son's one, come and wear me, are you sick? Are you sick?" Qin Maocai yelled.

   "...go away, I have to go."

When he came downstairs, his eyes flashed by the violent sunlight. Xu Wenbin raised his hand to cover his forehead. He paused and walked to his home. When he returned home, Zhou Suzhi had already eaten, and the leftovers were held on the table with a bowl. The dishes, with a little bit of warmth.

   "Why are you so late? What did you do with Qingzi?"

   "No, something was delayed."

  Xu Wenbin picked up the chopsticks, knocked them on the table, and started eating.

  Just now Zhou Suzhi called on the way to remind him, but he only said to come back later.

  Pulling a few mouthfuls of semi-cold food into his mouth, he suddenly asked, "That Jiang He, what do you think?"

"pretty good."

  Zhou Suzhi sat on the sofa and watched TV. She peeled an apple in her hand, paused for a while and wondered: "What's the matter?"

   "Do you think... was introverted before?"

   "Well, I don't like to talk. I am much better now. Last time I came to talk a lot with me, so be afraid of life."

   "Afraid of life..."

   "Didn't Xiaoqingzi say it a long time ago, Jiang He used to be difficult, and then he didn't have many friends, just a little bit of that, just get familiar."

"Ok."

  Xu Wenbin did not say more, quickly finished the meal, then put down the bowl and put it in the sink in the kitchen, and went out directly into the study.

   Zhou Suzhi is not surprised. Xu Wenbin spends more time in the study than when the two sit together. It will be strange that one day he suddenly changes his temperament.

  In the study room.

  Xu Wenbin took off his glasses and wiped it, picked up a pen and paper, sketched out, and made a circle from time to time to mark it.

  If Jiang He were here, he would be surprised to find that this is something Xu Qing often does. Whenever he encounters difficult things, he will sort them out with lines.

  A piece of paper was quickly filled, Xu Wenbin stopped the pen and paused a few times on the table, and then wrote ‘primary school textbook’ at the end, using the cap to click on the four words.

If Jiang He's background is unknown, he should not make up such a bad lie... Xu Qing is poor and white, and even the house belongs to their old couple, and he doesn't have any Mao. If he wants to get married, he won't be able to get married. When the time comes, Everything is exposed.

   And Xu Qing wouldn’t be so easily fooled as long as he wasn’t that kind of brainstorming...Being deceived by an illiterate, he deserved it.

   Thinking of the crooked handwriting in the elementary school textbook, Xu Wenbin moved his pen lightly and drew a circle on the textbook.

  If Xu Qing tricked her into playing, it wouldn’t be enough to teach her to read and write...

  ‘He doesn’t know how to break up when he says that it doesn’t have to be so troublesome. Qin Hao said so.

   is a bit contradictory.

  I always feel that something is wrong and what I have overlooked.

  It’s really like what Xu Qing said, just like someone...wandering from the mountain ditch to the Jiangcheng black factory?

   Still want to get married?

  ……

  "... Cao Yu was only 24 years old when he wrote "Thunderstorm", the cornerstone of realistic drama, Kant has spent his entire life living as an otaku in his hometown, but their thoughts are very broad.

It’s not because of how many they have seen and how many places they have traveled, but because of extensive reading, absorbing the wisdom of the predecessors, standing on the shoulders of giants, and opening the book, they can talk to Shakespeare, listen to Sakyamuni’s lectures, and read a few Thousands of years of separation, separation and reunification, countless sorrows and joys, separation and reunion of birth, old age, sickness and death in a lifetime, experience of greed, hatred and delusion..."

  While Xu Wenbin was sitting in the study and wondering what's wrong, Xu Qingzheng gave an impassioned lecture to this Tang dynasty.

  If you don’t receive education, you will only be abandoned by the times.

   "But what does this have to do with the two trees?" Jiang He looked out the window, watching Yunjuanyunshu.

"Many times the author's subconscious emotions were revealed, but he himself didn't notice it. Looking back at that time, he just wrote it naturally. You can't tell him when you ask him. Just like when you are happy and shy, you try to cover it up. It can't be covered, but others can tell at a glance, unless you are blind. You are blind if you don't study."

   "Then you say, why is there still a jujube tree?"

"I can't tell you what it feels like, but I can't explain it, and many things can't be written straightforwardly. Only at a certain moment, you have the same feeling across time and space, face-to-face communication after hundreds of thousands of years. , That kind of resonance is hard to understand..."

   "I think you just think too much." Jiang He yawned with his hand on his chin, "Can you play games?"

  "You can play this workbook after you finish it!"

   Xu Qing put down the book with anger, went back to the refrigerator and took out a can of Coke, and opened it with a bang.

  He is a little lucky now. Fortunately, he didn't apply for a teacher at the beginning, otherwise he would be mad at him.

  Turning back, Jiang He was looking at him blankly.

   "Want to drink?"

   "Hmm." Jiang He nodded.

   "I have done the problem."

  "……"

  Happy time is always short. Under Xu Qing's supervision, Jiang He has completed the happy study in grades five and six, unknowingly until July.

  The heat is booming. Even the elementary school students are off for summer vacation, but Jiang He has no vacation to go. He tortured each other every day, practicing swords and solving problems.

  Qin Hao's injury has already recovered, the first thing is to come here to find Xu Qing.

   This month Xu Qing finished the chain mail, and the fans of the up host have also stabilized. The live broadcast has been slowly rising, all wanting to see what he does after finishing the chain mail.

  "Where's the armor? Give me a try!"

   "I said that your physique will wear tight."

   "I have lost a few catties after raising the wound for so long, don't talk nonsense, hurry up!"

  Qin Hao has been eager for a long time, and has been obsessed with armor for a long time. When Xu Qing raised this matter when he was in school, he always wanted to do it, but neither of them had the time or motivation to put it into practice.

  Following Xu Qing to the utility room, Qin Hao couldn't help widening his eyes with the steel armor hung on the vertical solid wood hanger. He reached out and touched it with a sound, as gentle as touching a lover, and Xu Qing frowned.

   "Although everyone's xp is free, I still recommend that you see a doctor."

   "Handsome..." Qin Hao automatically filtered his words.

  The iron rings are tightly connected together, glowing with metallic luster.

  "Have you considered getting another helmet?" he asked.

   "No, it will pinch the hair." Xu Qing did consider it, but it was uncomfortable to put a piece of cloth in it, and it would pinch the hair without it, and finally gave up.

   "Help me put it on."

  Qin Hao raised his hand to take off the armor, weighed it with his hand, and estimated that it was more than 30 kilograms.

  Slip on from the side of the head, the sleeve part is open, instead of the sleeve tube, you can put it on the arm, and then use a rope to pull it up and tightly.

  Xu Qing helped him get in from his head. Qin Hao's short and stout figure with this armor looks a little more handsome than when he wears it, and his black face is fierce at first glance.

  Boom!

  Qin Hao tapped his chest twice with his arm, a muted sound with a clattering sound.

   "Fuck..."

  While walking a few steps, Qin Hao felt the experience of putting on the armor. He couldn't help but jump. Hearing the noise, he turned to Xu Qing and said, “If I was wearing this that day, I could beat that guy to death with my fist alive.”

  He raised his arm, the weight of the armor plus his own strength waved it, quite the feeling of Hong's iron wire fist, just the sissy in Kung Fu...

  Strongly sink.

   "Okay, take it off if you have enough experience, and give me a lot of money." Xu Qing couldn't help but complain.

   "Iron, hold on, come and take pictures of me."

  Qin Hao was very happy, if it wasn't for Qin Mao who was doing another set, he would definitely not be able to help himself to get one out. It felt so awesome.

  Pose a few poses for Xu Qing to finish taking the photo, Qin Hao croaked and walked out of the living room, "Didn’t you practice that tiger boxing? Let's make gestures?"

  Xu Qing shrugged: "Take it off, put it on for me, and we will sign again."

  Jiang He sitting in front of the computer playing Hearthstone, looking back at these two goods from time to time.

   Talking about a peaceful society every day, but it turned out to be more violent than anyone else, and the armor came out...

  Same as a child. Xu Qing was so excited to show her the day when it was first made.

   "Beep...try protection." Qin Hao looked left and right, wanted to go to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife, but he was overjoyed when he glanced at the sword lying aside.

   "Come on, take a few more pictures!"

  "……"

  Wearing the armor and holding the sword, Qin Hao handed the sword to Xu Qing. Just about to speak, he suddenly remembered that Xu Qing said he was practicing the sword.

   also made a sound.

   "That...cough." Qin Hao turned around with the sword, and said to Jiang He: "Sister-in-law, please try to stab me with a sword."

  "Me?" Jiang He was taken aback.

  Xu Qing's eyelids twitched.

  Are you special...

  I have never seen such a killer.

  The living room was strangely quiet suddenly, Qin Hao shuddered, scratching his head some inexplicably.

  What's wrong with this cold feeling in the neck?

  (End of this chapter)