My Wife is From a Thousand Years Ago

  Chapter 381 Continued 40

  Xu Shi’an was extremely angry for another day. After eating at Xu Wenbin’s side, he was still angry when he returned home. He walked around in the living room and vowed to wait for Xu Jin to find her boyfriend...

   "How about finding you?"

   "Wait and see!"

   "Then I won't look for it." Xu Jin glanced at him, then turned around and said: "Dad, you heard that, if I don't want to find a boyfriend in the future, I will blame him. He threatened me not to look for it."

  Xu Shian: "?"

  Xu Qing: "???"

  Snowflakes are floating outside, and the north wind entrains the snowflakes and flies past the window in a whirl. .

The snow and wind were also strong. It was night when Jiang He returned. He walked in with an air-conditioner, took off his scarf and hat, his cheeks were flushed with cold, and he jumped up and planned to give Xu Qinghou a super cold palm in his neck. Immediately remembered that the siblings were at home.

  Xu Shian was sitting there, holding the remote control in his hand, turning his head to the side, looking at Jiang He in surprise. He couldn't figure out why Jiang He could jump so far.

   "What are you looking at?" Jiang He stood up straight, recovered steady and mature, stroked his bangs, and turned to the refrigerator casually.

  These two guys are too good to eat, it is too troublesome to cook when they come back.

   "Mom, you seemed to be... so jumpy just now?"

   "Like a toad, right?" Xu Qing said.

  "……"

  Then the father and son were beaten.

  Xu Shian was very wronged. It was the father who said it. He was just curious about it. He didn't say anything about it.

   "Dad, was my mom as violent as Xu Jin when she was young?" Xu Shian asked in a low voice, listening to the sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen.

   "Ten of your sisters can't be compared." Xu Qing rubbed his chest, still remembering that a head hammer made him hurt for several days, and even suspected that this woman had practiced iron head skills.

  Xu’s family seems to be a little overwhelming and declining, not very good... He looked at Xu Shi’an, this must have been taken by Xiaoxiao.

   "Have you ever had trouble with Xiaoxiao?"

"No."

   "To be honest, I don't care about you."

   "Then...it seems to be there." Xu Shian thought, "Women, it's all like that."

   "both?" Xu Qing frowned.

"Ok?"

   "What do you say?"

  "Did I say it?" Xu Shian was surprised.

  The father and son look at each other, you look at me, I look at you.

   "You are right, that's all." Xu Qing glanced at the kitchen, then at the door of Xu Jin's room.

Xu Jinshu brushed the precious images of early human domestication Xu Qing in the room. The Internet has memories. Twenty years ago, not only two people played games and advertised, but also Wang Zijun wandered around in a wheelchair, and opened In the future, the florist will make a tutorial on making flower baskets and fresh cut flowers, and the old aunt Gong Ping will play the guzheng-really good.

  Things gather in kind and people are divided into groups. No wonder these few are familiar. Xu Jin sighs. She even saw Gong Ping and Jiang He drain each other, and she didn’t know why they didn’t do it later.

  Listening to Xu Qing, it seems that it’s a flowering shop, so I don’t play games anymore. Sitting all the time is not good for my health, and more importantly, I’m tired of playing for a few years.

  A model of not doing business properly...

  The snow fell one night and one day, and in the afternoon it turned into fine snow, intermittently.

  The family went out to buy clothes. It was rare for four people like this to go out shopping together. In Xu Shian’s memory, the last time seemed to be a long time ago, at least before the third year of high school.

In fact, there is nothing to shop around. Not only is the old man a straight guy, he always goes straight to buy clothes. You can either pick a suitable size online and place an order, or you don’t want to wait to find a physical store and pick one and buy it, even your mom. Similarly, the attraction of fishing is much greater for her than shopping.

  And Xu Jin... She prefers to stay at home.

  Thinking about it, the one who likes shopping seems to be Xiaoxiao alone. In this situation, he suddenly wants to take Xiaoxiao, five people go out together, Haohao soup, like a big gang Wula goes into the store, and then Wula comes out together.

   "Xiao Jin looks good in red, Sa." Xu Qing wanted to dress Xu Jin as a festive one, with red flames like fire, which looked uncomfortable at first glance, and had a strong aura.

  "My mom wears it too?"

   "Wear it! Wear it!"

  Enthusiastic about dressing up his wife and daughter, Xu Qing made do with Xu Shian and picked any checkered one. Xu Shian didn’t like it, and changed to a striped one.

  The mother and daughter changed and tried on the clothes, both mature and beautiful styles, standing in front of the mirror and looking left and right.

   "How old I am, and I wear the same clothes as Xiaojin..." Jiang He was unwilling on the surface, and was secretly laughing.

   lowered her head and looked at it a few times, she spread out her curled hair, tied it behind her like Xu Jin, and took a picture with her mobile phone.

  There is an invisible joy between the eyebrows and eyes.

   Seeing children grow up, there is an indescribable satisfaction and sense of accomplishment.

  And Xu Qing...

  Looking back, Xu Qing was also laughing. This man was no longer young, as if he had given years to his son. Xu Shian standing next to him resembled a copy of his youth.

   "That's it!" Xu Qing made a final decision, touching his card from his pocket and preparing to check out.

   "Dad, I haven't tried it yet?" Xu Shi'an stunned.

   "Huh? Don't you choose just by making a gesture on your body?"

  "……"

  "Go and try! Get a bigger one." Xu Qing smiled. He doesn't need to try. The two are about the same height. As long as the number is bigger, he can wear it.

   "Buy the same, whether I am old-fashioned or you wear young bells and whistles..."

  Xu Shian took one and took off his jacket and changed it on his body. He looked in the mirror and decided with two eyes and packed it.

  Walking around, I ran into Wang Zijun's family of three on the fourth floor of the plaza. They were choosing glasses. At the beginning, I didn't want a second child, but Wang Yihao was the only child.

  Song Hui is a little blessed, like an expensive wife—she seems to have always been, earrings, ring bags, these little bits and pieces are inconspicuous, but they can add a sense of temperament.

Jiang He doesn't even have pierced ears. Xu Qing suggested she get one, put on earrings, and use them as darts if necessary. Jiang He despised her. There is no scene in the city where she needs to use darts—if there is such a thing. Circumstances, the earrings are not likely to work well.

As for the ring, the gold one has always been kept as a baby, Xu Qing made up a platinum one for her to wear, Mobius style... Jiang He only thinks that the name is so tall, she just doesn’t understand it, and likes it very much. Feeling your fingers in a daze in your free time is also fun.

   "Otherwise, I wouldn't like to meet you." Wang Zijun looked disgusted and pointed at Xu Qingte upset.

   "Obviously at the same age, I have put on a wig, and you two stopped ten years ago."

   Xu Qing said: "I have to call you uncle in another ten years."

   "It's really not a human being."

  Wang Zijun felt outrageous, one by one, when he saw Xu Qing's family, he remembered that the star went to the nursing home to visit his peers.

  ‘How old are you, boy? ’

  ‘Master, I’m two years older than you...’

  "Are you practicing the Bahuang Liuhe solo kung fu? Teach me."

  "It’s the same as fitness. Look at the mouse, it’s just getting fatter, and it’s not like you. Quit smoking, throw out the wheelchair, and run every day."

  Xu Qing also sighed when he looked at Wang Zijun. Not only Wang Zijun didn't like to meet him, but also he. Every time he meets Wang Zijun, he reminds him that although he looks young, he is really old.

   "The doctor said the same." Wang Zijun shook his head.

"and then?"

   "What else, then, wait for death."

  "?"

  Xu Qing frowned, "Give me a copy of the wheelchair design, and then make a model for you to burn it and play, so as not to have a chance to enjoy it after so long."

   Then the two were pinched by Song Hui and Jiang He on their waists.

   "What do you say in the New Year? Is it sick? Is it sick?"

  It's hard to understand a creature like a man, and it's like a neuropathy in many cases.

  (End of this chapter)