My Wife is From a Thousand Years Ago

  Chapter 288 Storm and Thunder

  Many live broadcast rooms look like rows of local tyrants, but in fact, many of them are operated.

  Especially the guild thing...

  What is returned, three or seven is divided into three or seven, bah, Xu Qing doesn't understand.

  A big dog like Wang Zijun will not throw money at will. Recharge is too troublesome to receive verification codes. Only occasionally want the anchor to do it on his behalf, or take him to fly. .

  Looking at the person on the top of the list changed, Xu Qing still figured out how much it was.

   "Thank you local tyrant."

  「I should thank you」

  ? ?

  Xu Qing and Jiang He looked at each other.

  I haven’t seen anyone who gives money but also thanks.

   "That...you're welcome?"

  He has a weird expression, and he has to be polite after receiving a reward. It is estimated that the whole Xiaopo Station cannot find a second one.

   "Thank you very much, thank you"

  "……"

  Xu Qing looked at Jiang He's nasty critics. He himself was confused, scratching his head to watch the barrage drifting by, rows of question marks showing the gossip enthusiasm of other audiences.

   "Did you sneak out to be a hero at night?" He suspected that the female hero had stayed at home for a long time and her hands were itchy, so she went out to be a king baxia...Bah, He Miaoxia.

"I do not have it."

   Jiang He looked dazed, holding Xu Qing's arm to sleep every day, never going out at night.

  No more words on the list, as if they were offline. The audience looked at the two people in a daze, scratching their hearts and trying to gossip, but the two obviously did not know, which was very contradictory.

   "Weird things..."

  Xu Qing stepped aside to find a private message on the list. Don’t make an elementary school student secretly swiping his family’s bank card to give a huge reward for Xi Wu—he thought the little fat man he met that day was quite suspicious.

  Jiang He was playing the game and suddenly glanced at Xu Qing. He wanted to say something and stopped. After thinking about it, he was still live streaming, so he concentrated on playing the game.

It’s become a habit to go to the duel PK now. I don’t have the original passion. I don’t know if it was the wrong area or what happened. I haven’t even encountered a hidden RMB boss (crossed out). .

  Similar to Xu Qing's previous saying, "Sent from Zhifubao, admit defeat, a set of new year package". I never met it once. I just win, win, lose, and slowly climb up.

After all, half of the highlights are on the background board of Xu Qing. When Xu Qing is absent, there are a lot fewer people. There are more people watching before she broadcasts lol. Although I don’t speak much, the audience in the barrage has bronze tumors and silver tumors. For self-entertainment, watching her kill the Quartet and then lose, teammates spray each other but ignore her, very happy.

   may also be the reason for the lack of broadcast... Jiang He secretly analyzed that if it is like a duel field, it will soon be aesthetically fatigued, and then it will go back and forth.

She also thought about changing the lol broadcast, but the two games are too different, let alone other, the duel is a few minutes a round, an hour can play many rounds, but lol can only play one or two, unless directly surrendered. Otherwise, it will take more than an hour after three hands.

Xu Qing didn’t choose this game for her at the beginning because of the time. It’s not much different from no play. This kind of game takes up a lot of time, and it may take longer when encountering an anxious game. It takes so much time in a day. , Do more of this, the rest of the time will be squeezed.

  She still has a lot to do. The ancient people’s hats have just been shaken off, and the future has just begun, so they can’t be wasted on games.

  Unless the countless possibilities are really abandoned, when this road goes dark, she can spend a lot of time holding the computer every day like Xu Qing...If there is no better way out then, she will choose this way. Now I'm still taking one hour a day to broadcast live, which is to ride a donkey to find a horse. Once I have a better choice, I will throw away this broken game.

  Jiang He has worked through his plan more than once.

  A group of smart people.

  At eight o'clock, Jiang He turned off the game and the live broadcast, and Xu Qing leaned in and showed Jiang He with his mobile phone.

   "Here is a private message." Jiang He pointed to the computer, "I guess she sent it."

   "Who did you guess?"

   "It feels... uncertain, so I just didn't open it." Jiang He said, shaking the mouse and clicking on the uncertain private message.

  A big orange:

"It may be a bit abrupt... but I really want to thank you. I saw the video you posted a few days ago. I watched it several times before confirming that it was really you. In the past two days, I have watched all the videos on your account. , I feel... how to put it, it’s great. I love life, and suddenly, it’s silly to think about it. There are so many interesting people and interesting things in the world. Now I am very determined. I wanted to thank you. , Thinking that you may not like being involved with strangers, so let’s do it...maybe a little incoherent, but, thank you very much, then you can reach out and hand me... I want to wish you happiness, but I feel weird It’s weird... Then I wish you riches, thank you, stranger.”

  Long and very long words, without beginning and end, but it made Jiang He show such an expression as expected, and looked up at Xu Qing.

"Is this our fire, or is she..." Xu Qing scratched his nose, Jiang He has the habit of uploading videos every time he live broadcasts. Except for the time he touched her feet, everything else is uploaded to the homepage, with the highest number of views. There are more than 300,000, or when he practiced and played chain mail in the first place, he had a lot of forwarding.

  Oh, there are ghosts and animals made by others, which seem to have hundreds of thousands of views.

  I don’t know which video I saw it from.

   "It's for you again."

   Jiang He thought about how Xu Qing was trembling tightly in the quilt that day in Suzhou, he paused, suddenly straightened up and pulled him off, rubbing his face with both hands.

   "Why are you so good?"

   "Because I am Xu Qing."

  Xu Qing hummed, and drew away from Jiang He's claws.

  If this guy hadn't come out, he would have forgotten about the matter in Suzhou, and after coming back, he had a big deal with Xu Wenbin and then left it behind.

   "She said we love life." Jiang He took the mouse and continued to click.

   "Two poor people are laughing and joking every day, who do you not love?"

  "Are we poor?"

   "Dead poor, you play games every day to support your family."

   "Also..."

Jiang He is very satisfied with the four words to support her family. Xu Qing is so lazy. She is the breadwinner. She is not enough to cook every day. She has to wash clothes, play games to make money, study, and have to pay at night. Endure Xu Qing's harassment.

  Reward yourself for eating a piece of hawthorn.

  Dried sweet potato has already been wiped out by her. Now I like this sour hawthorn slice. It's not as delicious as dried sweet potato. It will feel greasy to eat four or five slices at a time, but occasionally taking a slice in your mouth is not too good.

  Thin fingers pinched the hawthorn slices and placed them next to her mouth, took a bite, and narrowed her eyes. Jiang He's enjoyment of the world showed that Xu Qing had countless grooves in her heart.

  It looks like Erya who went to grandma's house when she was a child, with a big nose left next to her, peeling off a candy in her mouth.

  No matter how long he stays in modern times, the temperament of this Kaiyuan buns may not change.

  Xu Qing rubbed his arms and prepared to take a bath. Then, when he remembered that the pretending injury was seen through, he put down his hands casually.

  "Wait, would you like to show me your high heels?"

  "Are you the Teddy mentioned on the Internet?" Jiang He asked.

   "???"

  "Go to bed now." Jiang He urged.

   "I won't sleep anymore."

  ……

  Late at night.

  The air is full of the fragrance of Shimou flowers.

  The air conditioner that produces cold wind is working hard, making a faint sound.

  Jiang He lazily pulled the quilt over his stomach to prevent catching cold.

  It’s been a long time since Yu Yun died, she squinted at the curtains.

  It’s not time to be calm on the surface and panic on the inside.

  She gradually understood why the prince awoke the princess and disappeared later, because the TV station did not allow it to be broadcast.

   "How does it feel?" Xu Qing asked, putting her head in her hair.

   "Feeling..."

   Jiang He slowly crossed Xu Qing's head, "Opening up the two channels of Ren and Du."

   "...Go to bed, get up early tomorrow to recite the text."

   "Don't say such a disappointment."

  ……

  Disappointment returns to disapproval, it is necessary to learn.

  The more he learns, the more Jiang He realizes the charm of reading, which is difficult for urbanites who grew up in modern times to realize.

  The obvious change in reading is not fate, but one's own perception of the world.

  From a blank paper to understanding everything about modern times, with Baidu this tool, almost any question can be answered.

  It turns out that wind, rain, thunder and lightning all come out of their own accord.

  It turns out that solar and lunar eclipses happen every year.

  It turns out that people’s intestines are 4 to 5 times longer than their height...

Huh?

  Something strange seems to be mixed in.

  Jiang He’s pile of books, look at the novels on the bookshelf. The day is in the morning, and the morning is the best time to study, which Xu Qing said.

  Xiaoyan has summer vacation, and occasionally I can see her and her friends passing outside by the window, but maybe she is a little older, and no longer likes to come over to call Xu Qing brother like the previous two years, and then make up homework here.

  In the hot summer, Jiang He, apart from occasionally going shopping with Gong Ping, wears shorts and short sleeves, steps on slippers, blows a fan in the house, reads books and makes notes, and occasionally plays games.

  The first list called "One Big Orange" occasionally winds up a barrage during the live broadcast, and the two will respond when they see it, and forget it if they don't pay attention.

  The house was renovated in October. Two people took a look at it. It was beyond Jiang He's imagination. The clean floor, brand-new wall cabinets, half of the spacious kitchen, and bay windows in the bedroom.

  Looking at each room, Jiang He, a soil bun, couldn't believe that this was still that ugly rough room three months ago. Lying on the bed, he wished to move over and experience it immediately, but was dragged away by Xu Qing forcibly.

   "Formaldehyde, it’s more red than your crest crest. You can just take two more puffs. You can’t give birth, get old, lose your hair, and your hair is bald."

  Xu Qing frightened her while making gestures on her head. She wanted to live in as soon as the decoration was finished, and martial arts practitioners could not hold it.

  It's useless to get through the two channels of Ren and Du.

  Jiang He knew it was terrible, but couldn't help but turn around frequently, "Really ours?"

   "Really?"

   "Our new house is so good?"

  Facts have proved that no matter ancient people or modern people, they love the house the same thing.

  Otherwise, Su Dongpo will not ask his brother to borrow money to buy a house when he is old.

  Xu Wenbin originally wanted to participate in the decoration of Xu Qing’s new house. After being rejected, he waited for him to make some flowers. When he saw the real photos of the two people, there was no sound.

  Jiang He happily nestled with Zhou Suzhi in the kitchen. With a home he wanted, it was unexpectedly good, and there was no way to be unhappy.

  I have been here for more than three years. Not only did I have the closest person, but I also had a place of my own—that belongs to both of them.

  In the words of the game, she, a Kaiyuan person, has opened a plug-in.

   "Dad, look at my daughter-in-law, she is silly and happy every day, how nice."

   "Your mother is so happy when she won mahjong."

   "Did you lose?"

  "……"

  Xu Wenbin crossed his hands on his knees, sat for a while, got up and went to the study, and after a while he came out with a copy of The Art of War by Sun Tzu.

   "Dad, this is wrong with you..."

   "I read my book, what does it matter to you?"

   "We are not married yet."

  "It’s been almost a year since I got the certificate. What does it mean to be unmarried? Do a drink business, and the new house is ready, isn't it...it's time to discuss the date?" Xu Wenbin said about this and put down his book to ponder.

  Marriage is as big as moving.

There are three traditional weddings, marriage, housewarming, and childbirth. The kind of people who pay attention to these three have to set up banquets and entertain guests. If you are more careful, you must also find a Feng Shui master to calculate a good day and choose Auspicious hours.

  According to Zhou Suzhi’s superstitious temperament, someone must choose a good day for marriage. Although Xu Qing is not superstitious, he still doesn’t suffer when he chooses this kind of stuff. It works and doesn’t work. Anyway, it’s arranged.

  "Discuss the day...Next year, I don't think it should be so urgent." Xu Qing glanced at Xu Wenbin's grandson's art of war on the table, and suddenly he was not so urgent to get married.

  After helping Jiang He to get through the two lines of Ren and Du, he could get married a few months sooner or later and a few months later. It mainly depends on Jiang He... Now considering the fact that he was born, it should be later.

  If Jiang He wants to go to school, he will definitely not have a big belly.

  The father and son talked about what happened this year or next year until the two women brought out the food in the kitchen, and then they washed their hands and prepared to eat together.

  Come here to celebrate. He hasn't officially moved in yet, but Xu Qing has carefully looked at every corner. The decoration is very careful and no flaws are found.

   "Mom, when is your wedding anniversary?" Xu Qing suddenly said while holding the bowl. It seems that I haven't seen the old couple celebrate for so many years.

  Spring or summer or autumn?

  I feel that the probability of summer is relatively high. He has his birthday in June, and when he got married at that time, he almost immediately started making children, so...

   "What anniversary? Get married?" Zhou Suzhi thought for a while, and looked at Xu Wenbin, "We got married in autumn, right?"

"In winter, I rode the twenty-eight bars to pick you up. It's brand new. You sit on the back seat with your neck curled and hide behind me." Xu Wenbin curled his neck and learned a bit. He still remembers that Zhou Suzhi jumped and sat on it. , He pushed the car, step by step, took her home from Zhou Suzhi's family.

   "No, I remember it was autumn. I ate a moon cake before I changed clothes. My mother didn't let me drink water. It was dry. What day is it?"

   "I don't remember the day, I remember you two sleeves, you just kept laughing without saying a word on the road."

  (End of this chapter)