My Wife is From a Thousand Years Ago

  Chapter 74 There are so many beautiful things in the world

"Each era has the mark of each era. For example, my grandmother and their generation have also been poor, hungry, eaten a big pot of rice, went to the mountains and the countryside. They have suffered for a lifetime, and when they are old they will not be willing to enjoy the blessings. When I’m free, I get up every day before the sun comes out. I really have nothing to do with a broom and sweep here and there in front of the gate. I can’t wait to sweep the road down one floor."

  Since Jiang He came, Xu Qing became chattering unknowingly, forced to chatter if nothing happened, but Jiang He still loves to listen, just like listening to stories, very fresh.

"Later in my dad's generation, life began to improve... In fact, it was not much better, but it was much better than the predecessor, especially after he grew up, the national package distribution of house work and other things was very stable. Just concentrate on doing their own thing, so they have a fanatical pursuit of iron rice bowls, and they want their children to also enter the weaving, eat imperial food, and ensure their harvest during droughts and floods."

   "What about you?" Jiang He seemed to understand, he only probably knew that the establishment was equivalent to doing things for the government.

  "I am the latest generation, and I pursue the meaning of life, the meaning of life."

   "The meaning of life?"

   "Yes, the meaning of life, I often reflect on why I live and what I live for." Xu Qing looked like a philosopher, and stretched out his finger to push the glasses that didn't exist.

   "What's the point?" Jiang He was confused.

   "The meaning of being alive is to come."

   "Are you here?"

   Jiang He is even more confused.

"Yes, it's all here, so just stay alive." Xu Qing shrugged, "Then there is a second meaning, which is happiness, or freedom-it's all here. Of course, you have to live a little more moisturized. Don’t have too many regrets for yourself. Don’t have to compare yourself with others. Every family is bitter and sweet, and you know how warm and cold you are. I know that I’m warm enough. To put it simply, life is short and enjoy the moment."

   "Of course, this is not the idea of ​​everyone in the new generation, but this idea belongs to the new generation. You may not see much now, but after many years, you will be able to clearly see the mark of the times."

He looked at Jiang He's ignorant expression, and said, "You also carry the mark of your time, older than my grandmother... Well, they were originally older than them. For example, the word'guaranteed harvest by drought and flood', you listen to it. How does it feel to get up?"

   "Sounds...very reliable." Jiang He loves this word inexplicably.

  "Drought and flood protection is synonymous with reliability, because it means that no matter what, you will never be hungry. This is the common feature of those who have suffered. Because you have been hungry, you don’t want to go hungry anymore.

   But for many people nowadays, this is just a word, nothing special, this is the difference between us, the values ​​are different. "

Xu Qing paused for a moment to give her time to understand, and then continued: "Of course, this does not mean that I am better than you, or you are better than me. We have no distinction between high and low. Being hungry and not being hungry are just experiences. No one is wrong. My grandma also lives in her home happily every day, it's nothing.

  But the point is, you have to learn to recognize new things, don’t resist instinctively, and perhaps discover new pleasures. There are so many beautiful things in this world that you have not experienced. If you stick to your previous thinking, it would be too regrettable. "

   "For example?" Jiang He asked.

"For example, can I hold your hand? Holding hands is a very beautiful thing. I can feel my heart pounding." Xu Qing looked down at her hand, "This is a small thing, I I really want you to experience that beautiful feeling."

  ? ? ?

  Jiang He was stunned when he looked at him with a serious expression.

  Discover new pleasures, new beauty, start with holding hands?

  "Would you like to try? Anyway, we are pretending boy and girl friends, and it's not a big deal to hold them." Xu Qing asked.

  "……"

"Try it, it's not about doing anything to you, holding a hand... You should hold the sword, my hand is the sword, the sword is as light as I am, and it cuts all the mess." He waved his hands twice and returned. It's like that.

   "Then... you try."

   Jiang He hesitated for a moment, rolled up his sleeves and handed it out.

  Anyway...Anyway...It's not doing anything.

   "We are sitting here. This is not called pulling, this is called touching. Isn't it a hooligan?" Xu Qing got up and put on his coat, "Go, let's go shopping."

  "……"

  It's cold in the twelfth lunar month, and the sun outside is not very warm, so people can only feel a slight warmth.

The snow will melt during the day, and then it will become ice at night. It will continue to melt during the day. Now it’s not until noon, and the ground is slippery. Jiang He didn’t play skating anymore, and Xu Qing took his hand and walked slowly over him. Around.

  "Do you have a different feeling?" Xu Qing asked.

"No."

   "What about this?"

  He gently hooked Jiang He's palm with his little finger, Jiang He instantly retracted his hand and stared at him with his eyes wide open.

   "That’s how it feels... I’ll just demonstrate it and bring it over."

  Xu Qing taught her to fall in love...cough, feeling the better things in the world, and then took her hand slowly and slowly.

  I don’t feel like a liar. In winter, her palms are sweaty, and her little hands are warm. Except for the hard cocoons on the palms, the back of her hands is quite smooth.

   "Uncle Zhao, morning."

   went to the gate of the community to say hello to Uncle Zhao. Xu Qing was about to leave happily, and then remembered something, "By the way, that Aunt Cheng didn’t seem to see her for a while?"

   "I heard that I went to live with Xiaoli in her house for a while, what's wrong?" Uncle Zhao curled his neck and hid in front of the security booth to smoke.

   "It's okay, just ask casually."

  Xu Qing took her little hand and left, "Uncle Zhao smokes less."

   "I live on this cigarette."

  Uncle Zhao joked behind, Jiang He followed Xu Qing with small steps, and then curiously asked, "What is that smoke?"

  "It is also a kind of pastime, it has a stimulating effect on people's mind, and it can be addictive, which is not a good thing."

   "Then why do you still smoke?"

   "Because I like it." Xu Qing squeezed her hand calmly, "It's like my hand will be a little cold, but I still have to hold you. This is like."

  "……"

   Jiang He turned his head and looked away, "Don't say this."

   "I'm just explaining to you that this thing is unreasonable, like moths to a fire, but also because the moth likes fire."

  Xu Qing said as she took her to a stop in front of the bus stop, “There are not so many in this world. Why, if you like it, just do it.”

   "Then what if I don't like it?" Jiang He asked.

"Didn't you say it yesterday? If you don't like it, it's very unreasonable. If you don't like it, you can refuse me. It has nothing to do with anything else. Just refuse it altogether." Xu Qing turned to her and smiled." This is your freedom."

"I……"

  Jiang He's fingers trembled twice, without making a sound, he looked at other places entangledly.

  The bus came quickly, Xu Qing pulled her up to the bus, took out two coins with the other hand and threw them into the coin box, and then walked back to the empty space together.

  The car starts, and the outside scenery flashes continuously from the car window.

   "I'm experiencing the fun you said." Jiang He looked out the window and finally said.

"Ok, I know."

  Xu Qing took her hand and nodded earnestly. This Nizi became a little stupid. It took so long to think of the reason.

Thank you Tianyu Jianxin for the 1,000 points rewarded, the 2,000 points rewarded by the green pheasant, the 5,000 points rewarded by the first clay figure Nuwa pinched, and the 1,000 points rewarded for drinking or not drinking **** soup. Big clock The 1,000 points awarded by the little monk of the temple, 1,200 points for the black reward for my conscience, and 1,200 points for the appreciation of life and life.

  (End of this chapter)