"Every era has its mark on each era. For example, my grandmother and his generation have been poor, hungry, and eating big pots of rice, going to the countryside. They have been suffering for a lifetime. When they are old, they should enjoy their fortunes and are unwilling to be idle. They get up before the sun comes out every day. If they really have nothing to do, they take a broom and sweep here and there in front of the gate, hoping to sweep the road down a floor."

Since Jiang He came, Xu Qing has become a chattering unknowingly and just joking with her if she has nothing to do. But Jiang He still likes to listen to it, just like listening to stories, it is very fresh.

"Later, when he got to my father's generation, his life began to improve... Actually, it wasn't very good, but it was much better than his previous generation. Especially when he grew up, the country's distribution of houses and jobs was very stable, and it was good to concentrate on doing his own business. Therefore, they had a fanatical pursuit of iron rice bowls, and wanted their children to be trained, eat imperial grain, and ensure income from drought and flood."

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

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

"The meaning of life?"

"Yes, the meaning of life is often reflected on why you live and why you live for." Xu Qing looked like a philosopher and stretched out his finger to push his glasses that did not exist.

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

"The meaning of living is that we are all here."

"Are you here?"

Jiang He was even more confused.

"Yes, I've come, so I'll live." Xu Qing shrugged, "Then there is a second meaning, that is happiness, or freedom - I've come, of course I have to live a more nourishing life, so that I don't have too many regrets, and I don't have to compare with others. Everyone has a bitter family and a sweet family. They know the warmth and coldness. I know that I'm very warm. Simply put, life is short, enjoy the present."

"Of course, this is not all the ideas of the new generation, but this idea belongs to the new generation. You may not see anything now, but in many years, the mark of the times will be clearly seen."

He looked at Jiang He's ignorant expression and said, "You also have the mark of your era, older than my grandmother and others... Well, they were also older than them. For example, the word "drought and flood guaranteed harvest" sounds like "How do you think?"

"It sounds... very reliable." Jiang He inexplicably loved this word.

"The stable income from drought and flood is a synonym for reliability, because it means that no matter what, you will not be hungry. This is the common characteristic of those who have suffered. Because you have been hungry, you don't want to starve again.

But for many people nowadays, this is just a word, there is nothing special, this is the difference between us and 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, and whether we have been hungry or not, it is just an experience. No one is wrong. My grandmother is also happy to live every day in her hometown, which is nothing.

But the point is that you have to learn to understand new things, don’t instinctively resist, maybe you can discover new fun. There are too many beauty in this world that you have never experienced. If you stick to your previous thinking, it would be too regretful."

"What about?" Jiang He asked.

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

???

Jiang He was stunned when he looked at his serious expression.

Discovering new fun and new beauty starts with holding hands?

"Do you want to try it? Anyway, we are pretending boyfriend and girlfriend, so it's no big deal to get along for a while." Xu Qing asked.

“…”

"Try it, it's not about doing anything to you, hold hands... Just take a look at the sword, my hand is the sword, the sword light is like me, killing all the cows." He waved his hands twice, and it was really like that.

"Then...you try."

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

Anyway... it's not something to do.

"We sit here, this is not called pulling, this is called touching, can't we behave like a hooligan?" Xu Qing got up and put on his coat, "Let's go out shopping."

“…”

In the cold winter, the sun outside does not have much temperature, so it can only make people feel a slight warmth.

The snow melted during the day, and then turned into ice at night, and continued to melt during the day. It was not yet noon, and the ground was bare. Jiang He did not play skating anymore, and Xu Qing held his hand and walked slowly beside him.

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

"No."

"What about this?"

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

"That's what I feel... I'm just demonstrating and bringing it over."

Xu Qing taught her to fall in love step by step... Bah, feeling the better things in the world, and then holding her hand and swaying slowly.

I don’t feel cheating. My palms are sweating in the middle of winter, and my hands are hot. Except for the calluses on my palms, the back of my hands is still quite smooth.

"Uncle Zhao, it's early."

When he went to the entrance of the community to say hello to Uncle Zhao, Xu Qing was so happy that he was about to leave, but remembered something again, "By the way, that Aunt Cheng seems to have not seen her for a while?"

"I heard that I went to stay at Xiaoli's place for a while, what's wrong?" Uncle Zhao shrank his neck and hid at the door of the security booth to smoke, "Is there anything to ask her?"

"It's okay, just ask."

Xu Qing took his little hand and left, "Uncle Zhao, please smoke a cigarette."

"I relied on this cigarette to prosper my life."

Uncle Zhao joked behind him, Jiang He followed him with a small step next to Xu Qing, and then he asked curiously: "What is that cigarette?"

"It is also a kind of entertainment, which has a stimulating effect on people's mind and can also become addicted, not a good thing."

"Then why do you still need to smoke?"

"Because I like it." Xu Qing kept pinching her hand, "It's like my hand will be a little cold, but I still have to hold you, that's what I like."

“…”

Jiang He turned his head and looked elsewhere, "Don't say such things."

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

Xu Qing said as she took her to stop in front of the bus stop, "There are not so many reasons in this world. If you like it, just do it."

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

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

"I……"

Jiang He's fingers trembled twice, and he didn't make any sound, looking at other places in a tangled manner.

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

The car started and the scenery outside kept flashing through the car window.

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

"Yeah, I know."
Chapter completed!