Tang Dynasty……

It was also a splendid era. Xu Wenbin thought about what he knew and carefully tasted the dishes made by Jiang He.

From the Qin Emperor and Han Dynasty to the modern city, as time goes by, how many people pass by in a hurry, farmland houses are replaced by high-rise buildings, modern buildings rise from the ground, high-rise buildings rise from the ground, trains roar, and crowds of people surge.

I always felt that the mysterious veil of history covered by time was the most fascinating.

Now I feel that the step-by-step footprints humans have made in history and the prosperity and wealth created with their hands are the miracles.

The greatness of creation and the wonder of the world.

“It’s so nice to be modern.”

Xu Wenbin sighed and put a chopstick into his mouth. Zhou Suzhi looked at him inexplicably.

Xu Qing smiled and winked at Jiang He. This woman still loves to eat so much.

I used to be so scared that I had to eat every trace of meat on the ribs.

Shi'an wanted to throw it away before eating it completely, but she knocked it with a chopstick and chewed it clean.

After the meal was over, Xu Wenbin held a cup of hot tea. There was a big difference between the three generations. The old man was not like Xu Shian, who made a promise and forgot about it. He abided by the agreement with Xu Qing, except for looking at antiques.

Apart from looking at Jiang He a few more times, I didn't have any more questions to ask...

Even if you ask, you can't get anything out of it. Xu Wenbin knows that the couple is a charlatan. If you say yes, it's true, and if you say no, it's not. If he wants evidence, but he doesn't have it, he won't give it to him.

"How are they at school?"

Hearing the old man mentioning the studies of the two siblings, Xu Qing took a sip of tea and said: "We are only in the first grade. From what I can tell, everything is pretty much the same. There is only a question of whether you are lazy or not, and there is no question of whether you are smart or not."

question."

"First grade……"

Holding the tea, Xu Wenbin looked away and touched the hair on his temples, feeling that he was really old.

Ignore them, he can support himself by just messing around, and he can play games from the Tang Dynasty and open a flower shop in a decent way. He feels that he might not be as good as these two people.

When you are old, you are old, and you have to accept it.

"What are all these? Why do I feel like I can't understand it more and more?" Xu Wenbin humbly asked for advice. Nowadays, when playing on a mobile phone, sometimes I can't even understand it.

Xu Qing took the phone and looked at it, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"Huhu/"

"Suck/"

「ylmb」

「qyvey」

"..."

"To be honest, I don't understand either."

"..."

"You say it's English, but it's not English. Say it's Pinyin, but it's not Pinyin..." Xu Wenbin was puzzled. This is harder to guess than oracle bone inscriptions. At least they are often pictographic.

“Just visit the senior citizen forums.”

Xu Qing finally realized how Xu Wenbin felt when he played those "I'm a fool to fool around with you" on him, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Qin Shihuang spent so much effort to unify the written language, and he did not hesitate to destroy the six kingdoms and send troops to fight for many years.

All in vain.

There is nothing new under the sun. What has been done will be done again, and what has been done will be done again. History is made up of reincarnations.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, I was not in a hurry to go back. I stayed here for a while and chatted with him.

The older generation likes to repair, repair, and use everything. Xu Qing doesn't have that habit, so the siblings squatted aside and watched Xu Wenbin repair things.

Jiang He and Zhou Suzhi were studying her roses on the balcony. Jiang He was already an expert in this area. It would be okay for Zhou Suzhi to plant them in the open space and let her grandson urinate there and it could be used as fertilizer. But she couldn't do this in flower pots on the balcony.

Now, growing flowers is no better than before. The various types of soil and fertilizers used in flower pots are overwhelming.

The whole family was lively, but Xu Qing had nothing to do. He walked around idle, then sat back on the sofa and used the remote control to change a few channels. He looked around and saw that Jiang He had given birth to two children with him. Unknowingly, they were living together.

It has completely changed.

I said goodbye and left at around nine o'clock. When I went downstairs, I met Qin Hao and his wife and Xiaoxiao. They said hello and made an appointment to go out to play together when they were free.

"Dad, is there really Chang'e?" Xu Shi'an asked, raising his head on the road.

"You still miss Chang'e now that you have Xiaoxiao?" Xu Qing despised his behavior of eating from the bowl and looking at the pot. Bah, you scumbag.

"??"

Xu Shi'an was a little confused, what does it have to do with Xiaoxiao... I will go to school tomorrow, and I can see Xiaoxiao again.

He happily climbed into the car. Xu Jin was speechless at this stupid brother.

If someone else likes a girl, he hides it and denies it loudly with a red face, which makes Xu Shian shameless and doesn't know what shyness is.

There was no school today, so there was no lunch break. After playing all day, the siblings felt sleepy when they got in the car. They went back to take a shower and change into pajamas. The two little people each went to their own rooms to sleep.

Winter Melon is very old and does not like to move lazily. She lies on the cat climbing frame and watches the little turtle crawling around underneath. Her ears move from time to time, as if she is laughing at the stupid turtle.

Xu Qing scratched its chin, and Donggua narrowed her eyes in comfort, enjoying the service of the poop scraper.

Let's play around with Winter Melon. He didn't turn on the computer. He went to the terrace to imitate the ancient literati in appreciating the moon. They all said that the moon on the fifteenth day is sixteen round. In fact, it is quite round on the fifteenth day. The bright moonlight shines down, and the terrace can have light without turning on the lights.

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The evening breeze blows gently, bringing with it the coolness of autumn.

Sitting on the wicker chair and rocking gently, after taking a bath, Jiang He came out to look around to see what he was doing. As a result, he was pulled into Xu Qing's arms. It was so late at night that the children were asleep, so she did not struggle and moved a little to find someone.

Climbing into Xu Qing's arms in a comfortable posture, the recliner made two soft sounds, and he returned to peace.

Listening to Jiang He's thin breathing, Xu Qing's hand caressed her back, now like a ripe fruit, everything was just right.

"What are you thinking about?" Jiang He rubbed his chest, his voice soft.

"I wonder why you smell so good."

"I bought a new shower gel. It smells like gardenia. Does it smell good?"

Jiang He bit his lip and snickered, raised his arm and came close to his face.

Xu Qing leaned back on the wicker chair, looked up at the cold moonlight, and remembered Jiang He's heroic sword dancing that year.

The twinkling stars instantly drowned the memories of the past.

His wife is an ancient person picked up, who would dare to believe it?

Xu Qing laughed, lowered his head in the moonlight, and stroked Jiang He's cheek with his fingers.

Time has left faint traces on the corners of her eyebrows, full of the charm of this age.

Before you know it, half of your life has passed, and the heroine, who was in embarrassment and full of vigilance, seems to be just yesterday.

"Do you want them to have a sister?" Xu Qing asked.

"Are you sick?" Jiang He asked back.

"That's not what you said. I'm a scumbag and I have to have five children..."

"I think your skin is itchy, get up."

"No fuss, no fuss, just hold her for a while." Xu Qing hugged Jiang He and honestly didn't move a hand or foot.

"Did you say there was a next life?" he asked.

"Maybe. I saw someone on TV who looked a lot like Er Niang."

"Uh... there are people who look like Jay Chou, and there are people who look like Fuhao Ma. There are millions of people who look alike." Xu Qing didn't expect that Jiang He would see someone who looked like him on TV.

"Hmph, I think it's her, and she's living a good life now." Jiang He would rather believe that it was Er Niang who came back, but she didn't bother others like a lunatic.

It's enough to know that she is living well.

"That's right. A smart person like her can live a good life as long as she's not in troubled times."

Xu Qing looked up at the night sky and said.

Taking Jiang He as an example, he believes that people connected by fate will always encounter various forms of encounters.

I was filled with thoughts that finally turned into a sigh.
Chapter completed!