Xu Wenbin has studied history for half his life, digging holes and digging up dead people. Xu Qing is not interested in that stuff.

It's okay if I like a lively one, my lips are soft...

"antique?"

Qin Maocai almost laughed out loud. He liked antiques and so on... rather, he liked money. "Old Xu likes antiques because he likes to study them. What you like is..."

"I also like research." Xu Qing took Jiang He's little hand and rubbed it twice, and said confidently.

"Ahem... OK, you like research too."

I can research something.

Jiang He reacted for a while before remembering what an antique was. Feeling the warmth of Xu Qing's hand under the table, he realized that he was the one being studied, and quietly squeezed his hand hard.

"Hiss~"

"What's wrong?"

"it's okay no problem."

After sitting at Qin's house for more than half an hour and refilling the tea, the two of them stood up to say goodbye. Qin Maocai sat in the living room and rested for a while. He used the remote control to find any good programs on the TV. He turned it off again and went to the balcony to lean back in the rocking chair.

superior.

The afternoon sun was setting, and two people walking out of the corridor could be seen from the balcony. Xu Qing stood downstairs and looked up, Qin Maocai waved with a fan, and Xiong Ba lay quietly in the cage, accompanying the old man.

"I'm not an antique."

Jiang He thinks that antiques are all very old bottles and jars. She is not old, and is very young. She is much younger than Xu Qing. She just accidentally came to modern times.

"Then what are you?"

"I am...I am the current director." Jiang He coined a new word.

"You just learned how to joke." Xu Qing skipped the topic of antiques and antiques. Anyway, Jiang He is Jiang He. Apart from his aggressive pace, he is not much different from an ordinary girl.

He put his five fingers through Jiang He's fingers, interlocked with hers, shook his arm, "I've made great progress, and as a reward you can kiss me here."

"Is it here?"

Jiang He turned around and looked around. They hadn't walked out of the community yet, and it was clear daylight. She would not do such...a disgraceful thing in public.

"I don't want it, you want to lie to me again."

"I'm not lying to you, I'm just stating the matter."

The afternoon was very long, so since the two of them came out, they didn't go back immediately. Instead, they took a leisurely walk around Xu Wenbin's place, that is, shopping.

The word shopping was difficult for Jiang He to understand at first. Apart from getting her familiar with the outside environment, it seemed to have no other purpose, but Xu Qing enjoyed it very much and said it was a couple activity.

After exiting the community, turn right and walk for ten minutes until you reach a traffic light intersection. It is called the "big roundabout" by Jiangcheng people because it has several intersections and a large circular greenery in the middle. Vehicles coming and going have to go around the roundabout.

OK.

For such a big intersection, the road was much wider than where they lived. Jiang He followed Xu Qing, raised his left hand and put it on his forehead to block the sun, squinting slightly and looking up at the traffic lights and surveillance cameras above.

"It has a dead end, right?"

"What?" Xu Qing didn't react to her sudden question.

"Surveillance, there should be blind spots, right? It's like taking pictures with a mobile phone."

"Yes... there must be some, but very few. The blind spot of this surveillance may be covered by another surveillance, so it is difficult for you to judge whether it is a real blind spot or a false blind spot."

Xu Qing moved his eyes away from the traffic light and fell on Jiang He's face next to him: "Why do you ask this?"

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"I think it's amazing." Jiang He said.

She stared at the surveillance camera above for a moment, then looked around, "Sometimes it's like a dream."

"Can you dream about this?"

"I can't dream of it."

Of course, you can't dream. If you can dream... Xu Qing doesn't know what will happen. Just thinking about it briefly, he feels that he can't accept it.

Although time travel is very horrifying, the world is so big and full of wonders that he can barely adapt to this one case. If there are more weird things, he has to wonder if the world is going to end.

Or it could be a third-rate story written by a certain artist... just like Hirata in "Comic Animation Hiyori".

After crossing the road, Jiang He held his hand tightly, as if she had something to say, but there were other pedestrians on the side, so she had to endure it, and waited until the others were gone before moving closer to Xu Qing and lowering her voice.

Said: "Is that a beggar?"

Xu Qing followed her gaze and saw that there was a thick dirty quilt under a billboard on the roadside, with a dirty man sitting on it. His upper body was lying on the ground, his head buried deeply, and a plastic bag was placed in front of him.

There is a box with some scattered cash in it.

"That...should be."

"What do you mean should?" Jiang He was confused.

According to her observations and what Xu Qing said, this should be a place where you can have enough food and clothing as long as you work hard, and beggars shouldn't exist.

unless……

She couldn't help but look back, feeling inexplicably nervous.

"Did you have a beggar gang at that time?" Xu Qing was suddenly curious about the legendary Qiao gang leader Hong Qigong and so on... Oh, that was not an era.

But the Beggar Gang always has a special emotion for those who like martial arts novels.

"A beggar is a beggar, there is no gang."

Jiang He shook his head, frowned slightly and recalled, "But I heard that in relatively wealthy places, beggars would grab territory and be xenophobic..."

She was not sure about what she heard from hearsay. She only said a few words briefly, then turned around and continued to ask: "That one just now was a beggar gang...and a gang?"

"I don't know, there will always be beggars, because no one can predict natural disasters and man-made disasters." Xu Qing shrugged, "It's just that as living standards improve, there will be more fake beggars."

"Fake beggar?"

"There is a saying that the poor cheat the rich to develop a conscience. When there are more people with a conscience, there will be lazy and indolent people who pretend to be beggars and take advantage of other people's love to make profits. They pretend to be pitiful on the street during the day and change their clothes at night.

You and I both have money, and we can eat well and drink hot food..."

Xu Qing explained to her slowly, looked back in that direction, and said, "So I just said it should be, or it might not be, who knows."

"It's a bit complicated." Jiang He thought for a moment before understanding Xu Qing's words, and breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought that without an identity..."

"You will be picked up and taken home as your wife."

"..."

Regarding the beggar, Jiang He didn't have much extra love. Although she knew that life was not easy, she was still dependent on others. She was thinking hard about what to do to support herself every day. If she wanted to help, she could at most get some food from her own breakfast.

A steamed bun helps those who are hungry and cold to carry it. The one just mentioned is obviously not included in this list. The money in the plastic box is enough for her to carry bricks for several days.

"If you feel sorry for her, we can buy a few buns and send them to her. We can't give her money." Xu Qing didn't know what he thought of, but with a smile on his face: "But you don't have to watch her eat, maybe she just finished it."

Maybe someone gave it to me."

"No, there's so much money in her bowl. When she's hungry, she goes and buys it herself."

"You can see that clearly?"

"People who practice martial arts must have good eyesight. If I stand here, I can smash her box with a dart." Jiang He visually measured the distance and was very sure of his skills.

"Why are you hitting someone else's box?"
Chapter completed!