My Wife is From a Thousand Years Ago

  Chapter 72 Smart people always think about things more

  Death is like the wind, always with me.

  If you don’t really like it, Xu Qing would like to experience the excitement.

  It's a pity, he doesn't want to move.

  In this small kitchen, he carefully felt his mentality, and when he was very satisfied, he let go and took a step back.

  Just a simple hug is satisfied, just like it.

   "If you like it, your heart will be pounding fast. This can also be found on Baidu."

  Xu Qing explained seriously, “So if you have any doubts or uncertainties, you can ask me to test it for you at any time... Before the test, you should say hello, don’t hug me suddenly.”

   "Quickly jump?" Jiang He held the kitchen knife tightly, nervous.

  It's over It's over.

  What about the good benefactor?

   "Yes, if you don't believe me, touch my pulse, you martial artist should know this, you can touch it to see if it is fast." Xu Qing rolled his sleeve and handed it over.

   "I won't touch it!" Jiang He shook his head like a rattle.

   "Okay, do you think..."

"I do not have!"

  "……"

  Xu Qing shrugged, "Then you cook well, I won't bother."

  If not, it is estimated that Jiang He would have walked away a long time ago, and his weak chicken skills alone would not be able to touch her...including the haircut at noon.

  Alas, Erniang is harmful.

   Perceiving Xu Qing going out, Jiang He pursed his mouth, quietly glanced at his back, and quickly turned back.

  It's over It's over.

  ……

  Sitting in front of the computer, Xu Qing held a pen and fell into thinking.

  Emotional matters are second, helping Jiang He to understand the humanities is the key point.

  At least one needs to live a normal life. Now Jiang He...life can live, but there is always something missing.

The most basic thing is that they can’t laugh, or they rarely laugh. Nowadays, people can always catch all kinds of smiles to make themselves happy. There are also many inexplicable smiles, but Jiang He doesn’t. Her spiritual world is very scarce. .

  At that time, the spiritual food was probably poetry, song, piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy--but they were all food for another class and had nothing to do with her. At most, she went to the streets to buy a sugar man when she was rich.

  Having not experienced the baptism of various modern spiritual wealth, Jiang He can only feel her own instinctive joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. To the outside world, her heart is closed...

  Watching Qiong Yao's drama, she would only watch the people inside crying with a headache, watching cross talk, she would listen to the two people talking very seriously, watching horror movies, she would only protect herself with a sword.

  Modern entertainment methods that can be seen everywhere are very difficult for her to understand. Even the game is the attitude of being at work and earnestly clocking in and doing tasks.

  Although she is learning to live very hard, what she strives for is how to live here and learn to integrate. She can't learn about entertainment, and she doesn't know how to learn.

  Includes feelings.

This reflects the role of art—interpersonal communication cannot be taught in nine years of obligation, or incidental to school, unless she is asked to go to school with a group of children to learn from the beginning. Establish social relations between people.

   "The meal is ready."

  Jiang He brought out the dishes, and he had recovered to his appearance as if nothing had happened.

   "Okay, wait a minute."

  Xu Qingying said, turned the computer screen in one direction, facing the table, and found someone playing on the embarrassing way.

  "This is called a comedy, which is specially amused. By amplifying a certain characteristic of the protagonist, and then adding various coincidences, it achieves the purpose of being amusing."

He came out with a good meal and explained to her very carefully, "Then there are some thought-provoking things among all kinds of jokes. In a movie of more than an hour, you can see their experiences for several days. This is one thing. Kind of learning."

   Jiang He looked at the computer and nodded.

"He is a boss who specializes in making toys, but his business is not good. This scene is his background... This stupid man is a milkman. The man owed him wages just now. Both of them belong to the creditor and the debtor. Relationship, this contradiction is the main thread they get together.

Do you understand? "

  Xu Qing was worried that she could not understand, so she explained it all.

   "Can understand." Jiang He tried to watch the movie seriously, trying to understand the behavior of the people in the play.

  "Just ask where you don’t understand, anyway...when you can look at it and laugh, it means you’re half done."

  Substitution, Xu Qing can faintly understand Jiang He’s feeling when watching movies: What is this person doing? What does this person do? What are they two doing? What's so funny about this?

  This is the cognitive gap, or lack of spirituality.

  "The Spring Festival Transport, this is a custom in modern society...you should also have it at that time. During the Chinese New Year, people who are out of town have to go home, so if the car is not enough, people will be crowded and they will buy tickets."

  "Are there many people out of town?"

"Very many, a large part of the people are out of town all year round. For example, the restaurant where we used to eat breakfast. The owner is from Bashu. During the New Year, he will close the store and go home and come back in half a month. ."

  Xu Qing is still very satisfied with the movie she chose. Every aspect is involved. Whether or not Jiang He can remember it, she always has a general impression.

  Where will I see or hear the Spring Festival travel in the future, at least I will not be confused and do not know what I am talking about.

There are also concepts such as long distances, trains, airplanes, rural areas, cities, hotels, etc., when connected in series, a cognitive chain will be generated in your head. Later, when you come into contact with similar things in your life or on the Internet, you will continue to Strengthen your cognition until you are like him.

Seeing Wang Baoqiang drinking milk, Xu Qing couldn't help but smile. Even if it wasn't the first time I saw it, I still found it interesting. Turning to look at Jiang He, she was holding a bowl and watching the movie intently, without the slightest fluctuation on her face. .

  "Don't you think it is funny?" Xu Qing sighed.

   "I should be able to..." Jiang He estimated the capacity of the big milk bottle, nodded affirmatively: "I can."

  "……"

  Chat is not on a channel.

   "It's not that you can be like him... this thing is just a bit funny."

   "It's a pity to throw it away, what's so funny after drinking it?" Jiang He was puzzled, still in pain.

  So much milk, if you drink slowly, you can drink it for a long time.

  What she saw was the helplessness of the poor.

   "He can check it, although it will cost extra money... well, this is not an overnight thing, keep watching."

  Xu Qing shook his head, took the chopsticks and put two bites of dishes into the bowl.

  It is not so easy to pick up an ancient person and let her integrate into the modern in various senses.

  It's very tired and difficult...but who told him to like it?

  After a meal, the movie was only halfway out. Xu Qing asked Jiang He to sit on the sofa to watch, clean up the dishes and chopsticks by herself, and sat next to her when she came out.

  Two people and one cat on the sofa, watching a comedy, if under normal circumstances, it is still quite warm-of course, it is also very good now.

   "Before I prepare to fight, my heartbeat will be pounding pounding fast." Jiang He suddenly said.

"what?"

  Xu Qing was taken aback by the endless remarks. Before she knew what Jiang He meant, she saw her continue to watch the movie seriously.

  This Nizi...

  Should you have been thinking about what you just did from cooking to now?

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  (End of this chapter)