My Wife is From a Thousand Years Ago

  Chapter 305 The game is not fun anymore

  Green smoke curls up.

  Gong Ping shook the lamp holder inside, and outside the door, was Jiang He in a black shirt, standing on the edge of the aisle, touching his belly with one hand, and quietly looking around.

  I used to walk the rivers and lakes with the sword, just to survive. .

  She doesn’t quite understand the feelings of the people in the literature that are full of sins and sleepless nights after returning to peace.

  Each era has its own rules. At that time, it was the rules of the rivers and lakes. The so-called strong are also struggling. Everyone is struggling. She doesn't do it, so it's her who is dead.

   No shame in the heart, naturally not afraid of ghosts and gods.

  Those who have nightmares every night, probably did a lot of bad things.

To take a step back, if you are guilty, you should be tried by the rules. The injured person should forgive. Instead of kneeling and burning incense, you can wash away your sins and be forgiven by the Buddha-instead of apologizing to others, instead I beg the Buddha for forgiveness, this is ridiculous.

   Jiang He thought about the movie novels he had read, the corners of his mouth moved a little, and he immediately returned to calm.

  Xu Qing makes a lot of sense. There are far more stupid people in this world than smart people, so you can live well if you try to be smart.

  The young woman in black at the entrance of the main hall made people look sideways. Seeing her pregnant belly, everyone deliberately moved away.

   "Not bad, I asked for a sign!"

  Gong Ping smiled lightly and took a red paper out, and she could see that she was in a good mood.

   "It won't become dysfunctional to show to others, right?" Jiang He looked around, wondering if there was any stupid taboo about this thing.

   "How is it possible, if you can't show it to others, how can you cancel the signing."

   "Did you solve it?"

   "No." Gong Ping shook her head, showing a witty expression: "It's fine to know that it's signed, and it's the same if you don't understand."

   Asking for a free sign, the white prostitute is on the head of the Buddha.

   "One thing has become empty, and the other has become a joy. If you meet someone who is talking, you will be able to rely on it...what do you mean?"

   Jiang He held the red note handed over by Gong Ping and couldn't figure it out. This kind of place likes to make bells and whistles and can't speak well.

   "I don't know, but just know that it is a good thing!" Gong Ping waved his hand carelessly, "Do you want to shake one too? Maybe you sign."

  Jiang He handed the note back, “It’s the same whether you shake it or not, it’s still the same way.”

   "Yes, you don't need to run away from a small disaster, you can't escape from a major disaster."

  Gong Ping happily stepped down the steps, took the sign and looked around for a while, and felt that the white prostitute was really not good, so she took Jiang He and turned around and went to the main hall.

   "Spend dozens of pieces to burn incense, buy a happy one."

   Gong Ping said so, and went in to light a stick of incense.

  Jiang He looked at the pedestrians, bored and took pictures and sent them to Xu Qing.

  「Buddha is going to give Pingping a boyfriend」

  Xu Qing: "Are there any other good things?"

   Jiang He: "Awesome"

  Xu Qing: "Don't you believe that?"

  Jiang He: "I thought about it carefully. According to the standard of putting down the butcher knife, now I am also a Buddha and believe that I am fine."

  Xu Qing did not reply to the news for a while, and he was stunned for a while before sending a message.

  「Mighty Heroine」

  Marx did not learn in vain. Believing in Buddhism does not have the effect of being a Buddha. He wants to realize his wishes for himself.

  Jiang He put the phone in his back **** pocket, raised his head and stretched out, looking from the gate, Gong Ping was bowing down to the sculpture in the center of the hall, pouting his big ass.

   "Happy?"

  Waiting for Gong Ping, who was happy to spend money, came out, Jiang He had found a wooden railing to lean on.

   "It's all here, it's uncomfortable not to spend any money."

  "Next time I wear a robe, you can give me the money and just say Amitabha."

   "Then you have to shave your head."

   "Forget it."

  Jiang He no longer wants to shave his head anymore, so Xu Qing is still about to shave, and he feels smooth.

  I was dragged by Gong Ping to stroll around in the temple. It seemed that some of the pedestrians had big thick incense with their arms. She felt that these people were more like ancient people than she was.

  "Are they worshiping Buddha or their own desire?"

   "Maybe it will work."

"It doesn’t feel like from any angle. All beings are equal. The implication is that in the eyes of the Buddha, whether eating meat or eating **** is a matter of course and righteousness. The wise and the unwise, the conscience and the unconscience, the wolf eats the sheep. It’s none of their business if people beat wolves." Jiang He looked up at the magnificent pillars and thought for a while: "If they really exist..." She paused, "If you use the three-body system, it means, The Lord doesn't care."

   "When you said that, I suddenly felt that when it would invade the earth." Gong Ping vomited, and she was taken aback: Isn't this an invasion now?

  Think carefully...

   "It turned out to be the Three Body Buddha."

  Gong Ping was taken aback by her own brain hole.

   "I will save you at that time." Jiang He raised his eyebrows, "You have seen my one-meter six-meter long sword, who will cut who will cut it."

  "Isn't that Xu Qing's?"

   "Mine, he can't."

   "Well, you are the best, you can hit him." Gong Ping laughed.

   "Do you know all this?"

  "He can't just hit you according to you. Forgive him for not having the guts."

  Gong Ping touched Jiang He’s belly, hehe, twins...

  A little envious.

  There will be two little dolls crawling around to call mother, it’s fun to think about it.

  Well, the fun is from other people’s homes, and it’s not fun when it comes to feeding and tutoring homework.

   "Dare to beat them if you don't eat well." Jiang He didn't worry about it at all, and it was appropriate to apply Xu Qing's experience in disciplining Xu Qing to his children.

  The setting sun slanted, Gong Ping drove Jiang He back in the car, and bought some vegetables along the way. Jiang He, who was carrying vegetables on his belly, strode back, and saw that the neighbors in the community were a little stunned.

  Waiting to take the elevator to the top floor, take the key to open the door, Jiang He put his hand behind his waist again, in a soft and weak posture.

   "I saw it all on the terrace, don't pretend it." Xu Qing said helplessly and didn't know what's wrong. I heard that women would be a little abnormal when they are pregnant. Jiang He's fun is to pretend to be weak?

   Jiang He's movements were stagnant for a moment, he looked at Xu Qing sideways for a moment, put the vegetables in the kitchen and walked out with his waist on his back.

   "What did you see?"

   "I saw you strutting..." Seeing Jiang He's eyes showing fierce light, Xu Qing reorganized his words very wisely, "Actually, we are dazzled. We live so high, so I can't see clearly below."

   "That's right... I'm so tired, I feel exhausted when I go out, help me turn the electric fan a little bit."

  "……"

  Night.

  Xu Qing is also writing dramas and film reviews in front of the computer. Jiang He took a shower and wore large pajamas. He sat in front of the computer and turned it on.

In the past, she used this as a story platform. Later, she discovered that there were a lot of big flowers growing on it. After reading a few questions about flowers, she was always recommended for such questions, so she later realized that this thing is actually all about it. How do people use it.

  For example, Xu Qing’s account is all about movie topics, and there is butter in the middle...

   Jiang He expressed contempt for him.

  Although she also plays, but she plays for the game, there is no other mess.

  Holding her chin to browse other people’s experience in planting flowers for a while, Jiang He looked at the homepage problems, because of the influence of Xu Qing, she often watched movies and TV dramas.

  She is not very clear about it herself, she is just ignorant, and feels that two people should have a common topic, and it is not necessary to invest much effort, but to have a general understanding.

Just like Xu Qing has been with her to grow flowers, what she learned, Xu Qing doesn’t understand everything, but still knows the basics. If she has something to do with Xu Qing, Xu Qing will not grow the flowers, even in normal times. Can also discuss whether to fertilize and water.

   "How to treat xxx......"

  Jiang He took down the hand supporting his chin and placed it on the keyboard to tap.

   "Thanks for not inviting.

  I was pressed by my husband to watch this movie. At first, I didn’t understand it, but later I read more novels. I think it’s quite interesting in retrospect.

  The ghostwriting plot in the back, if the plot in front is regarded as a novel that exists in reality, the style of painting in the back will change..."

  Winter melon grabbed its own tail and played for a while, watching the two **** scavengers sitting in their own positions and not playing with it, yawning and jumping on the cat climbing frame to lie down.

  ……

  The weather gets colder in November.

  Xu Qing saw that Qin Hao in the group asked Wang Zijun to learn from him, so he made an appointment and went to join in the fun to find out if there was anything unusual about their daughter-in-law, such as pretending to be weak.

  Meeting again, Wang Zijun was a lot weaker, and there was a big gap between him and the last time, not to mention when he was single.

  I used to be carefree and unrestrained, but now my face is haggard.

   "Look at you like this, was it broken?"

"Ugh……"

  For Xu Qing's words, Wang Zijun only waved his hand, sighed and took out a cigarette, and handed it to him.

   "I don't smoke, haven't you quit?" Xu Qing still remembers the oath he swore, and it is his grandson to touch this thing again.

   "If you quit, you can smoke again. Quitting smoking is the easiest thing. I can quit three times a week."

  Wang Zijun took a lighter to light it, and exhaled for a long time.

   "Where is the spirited Young Master Wang? You look at me like this makes me scared."

  "I'm afraid of being a hairy, I'm just...just...a little tired, drink some?"

   "We all have pregnant women at home, you didn't touch them at all."

  "So too."

   Wang Zijun laughed, lit the cigarette ashes and crossed out two bottles of the wine that had just been ticked off the menu, leaving only one bottle.

   "What's the matter?" Xu Qing wondered when he saw that his appearance was not quite right.

   "Nothing."

   "Don't pretend, just tell me if something happens, nothing else, bankrupt? I lend you some."

   "It's okay, it's just... very boring."

  The prince paused for a while, leaning on the back of the chair, his eyelids drooping slightly, “I don’t know the meaning, I feel busy every day, and I don’t know what I’m busy doing. I can’t do anything.”

   "What are you doing? Both?" Qin Hao touched his chin and looked at Xu Qing at each other.

   "I heard that men will like to fish after they lose their surname, this kind of time-consuming and expensive activities, would you like to try it?"

   "Go away, I'm strong."

   Wang Zijun scolded with a smile, and paused: "I don't know what to do. If you didn't ask me out, I might sit in the car for a day."

   "Wealth and dignity, you have to worry about milk powder diapers every day, and there may not be so many things."

   "It's really possible." Wang Zijun also felt reasonable, and sighed: "I really envy your poor comparison and live so happily."

  "Damn, shall we both beat him?" Xu Qing said to Qin Hao.

   "It's illegal to hit someone, let's take his clothes off and throw him outside." Qin Hao said.

   "Don't stop."

   Wang Zijun begs for mercy, although he is about to become a father, not when he was in the second match, but these two guys might really be able to do it.

  "Don't you have two stinky money...you're happy to say that?" Xu Qing could see that Wang Zijun's state was really not quite right.

   "Oh... Qingzi, I think I'm about to be depressed, and I don't even have fun playing games." Wang Zijun scratched his head and took a hard sip of the cigarette, worrying about his state.

  At first, I didn’t know when he seemed to say that he would play games all his life, until he was old and dead.

  Now even the game can’t make him happy, he feels that something is really wrong.

   "You rich people have many problems." Qin Hao curled his lips.

  I originally came here to learn from the scriptures, but now that Wang Zijun looks at this posture, I can’t get anything.

  The big dog is not as talkative as before. He has always been silent. He knows that he has a problem, but he doesn't know what went wrong.

  Two people took a drink and drank with him for a while, Qin Hao had something to do, and Xu Qing accompanied Wang Zijun for a round.

   "It's okay to play with children, isn't the child born for fun?"

  At the end, Xu Qingdao.

   "Yes, go back to play with children, and you should also go back to accompany your daughter-in-law. By the way, are the twins in your family a dragon or a phoenix?"

   "I don't know, I didn't ask, it's interesting to wait for the draw on the day of birth."

   "Or you can play..."

   Wang Zijun was convinced, if it was his own family, he might find a way to figure it out the day he knew it.

   "But you all ask so, it's probably a fetus." Xu Qing is full of sons and daughters, and is a winner in life.

  Unexpectedly, his youth also had this day.

   Back home, and put his head on Jiang He's stomach, Xu Qing felt like a baby of a dragon and a phoenix.

  Unspeakable intuition, since I am pregnant with twins, it must be the best kind...

  He and Jiang He have always been non-chiefs, they have accumulated for so long, maybe they were prepared for these two little people.

   Jiang He put his hand on his head and touched it lightly. She didn't know what kind of wind Xu Qing could not get up on her stomach. She took this opportunity to experience the feeling of being a mother first.

   "Grow a beard?"

"Do not stay."

   "It’s like a dad with a beard."

  "Who said that?" Xu Qing was baffled by her thoughts. The occasional thought of the heroine was very puzzling.

   "You can call yourself an old man, it's ridiculous not to have a beard."

   "I don't claim to be, I'm still young."

  Xu Qingchi got up, he was not thirty yet, what an old man, he was just in his prime.

  At the beginning, the yellow-haired boy liked to be a grandfather and a father, but now he likes to say that he is young, maybe because he is really old.

  It's just a small problem if it's too old. When I saw Wang Zijun again at the end of November, Xu Qing felt that the problem was serious.

   "What the **** are you doing?" He looked incredible.

  Wang Zijun sat in a brand-new wheelchair and waved at him happily.

  Then press the button on hand, the wheelchair will beep and walk forward.

  (End of this chapter)