In the afternoon, Xu Qing put away the pliers and iron rings. The casino was not open during the May Day holiday, and there was no need to watch the stock electrocardiogram. He wanted to turn around and watch Jiang He play the game, but it turned out that there was no one at the computer.

Picking up the phone and looking at it, Jiang He didn't send any photos back to tell him what he had experienced during the trip. He suddenly felt like he had nothing to do. He got up and moved around. He felt that the weather was a little hot, so he opened the tightly closed window a crack.

The air inside seems less stuffy.

Sometimes people are very strange. They have nothing to do when they are idle every day, but when others are on holiday, they want to do something.

After tinkering around for a while, Xu Qing moved the electric fan out of the utility room, found a small wooden shelf, raised it up, and placed it next to Jiang He's computer. After thinking about it, he also pulled the sofa he usually sits on here.

, so that as long as the fan shakes its head, both people can get wind.

After clapping his hands, Xu Qing sat down on the chair next to Jiang He and tried it out. After sitting and turning half a circle, he could put his legs on the sofa and enjoy such a comfortable position of half lying and half leaning. However, Jiang He only

He likes to cross his legs, which makes him feel comfortable.

After leaning for a while with squinted eyes, Jiang He opened the computer he was using. Xu Qing felt a little hurt when he looked at the startup page.

There is a password set above.

Who do you think he is? Could he still peek at the browsing history?

Xu Qing shut down the computer angrily, stood up and looked around, without stopping, and moved the coffee table in the middle of the living room to the side. The layout of the living room was changed, making it much more spacious for no reason.

In winter, placing it more densely makes it appear warmer, while in summer, placing it more sparsely appears refreshing. Xu Qing has forgotten where he heard this statement, but it does feel a bit like that, and his mind is much clearer.

He took the ginger seedlings next to the TV to the window to ventilate them, and wiped the leaves. Before he finished wiping, Xu Qing saw two figures, an old man and a young man, approaching in the distance outside. He could still hear them if they were close.

They were chatting, and when Jiang He was passing by, he turned his head and saw Xu Qing holding the pot of ginger seedlings at the window and looking at them.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang He asked towards the window through the greenery in the middle.

She was carrying her bag and holding a pot of cactus in her hand. It was small, only as big as a fist. There was a blue umbrella hanging on her finger, and a handbag hanging on the other side. It looked like she had gained something during her trip.

Quite abundant.

"A breath of fresh air."

"Hey, are you exhausted if you come out for a breath?" Cheng Yulan also saw Xu Qing with her upper body exposed at the window, and found it ridiculous that he said he wanted to breathe fresh air.

Although there is a green belt outside the window, what is the operation of opening the window while sitting in the house?

"You can breathe as soon as you open the window, so why run out?"

Xu Qing spoke eloquently, took the yellowed cloth and gently wiped it on the ginger leaves, then raised his head again, Jiang He had already turned away.

After a while, the sound of a key turning was heard at the door. Jiang He came in from the door, closed the door, put the cactus on the table, looked around at the changed furnishings in the living room, and hung his umbrella on the sticky hook behind the door.

"I saw someone selling potted plants on the road, and the small green one was particularly beautiful. But Aunt Cheng said this cactus is radiation-proof, so I bought it back for eight yuan."

After finishing everything, Jiang He took off his bag, then took the cactus and looked around, then placed it on the small table where Xu Qing often used his computer, while explaining to Xu Qing.

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Xu Qing scratched his head, looked back at her playing with the cactus, and couldn't help but ask: "Do you know what radiation is?"

"If you can't see it, it sounds scary." Jiang He searched on Baidu and seemed to understand, but he still subconsciously felt that this was not a good thing.

Chinese characters are very magical. Although you don’t understand the meaning of many things, you can vaguely feel their meaning from the shape of the characters.

The words "radiation" don't sound like a good thing.

Xu Qing did not correct her rumor about whether cactus can protect against radiation. Anyway, she just did it casually. If she really cared about it, Baidu would tell her the truth.

"What is that?" He gestured towards the handbag Jiang He was opening.

"The snacks I bought include peanut cakes, dried sweet potatoes, and raisins..."

Jiang He took the snacks out of the bag. They were not packaged like those bought in supermarkets, but were sold in bulk. Just now, Xu Qing saw Cheng Yulan carrying the same bag. It seemed that the two of them were pushing it together on the roadside.

Bought it from the cart vendor.

The old man likes dried sweet potatoes very much. He holds it in his mouth and waits for it to soften. One piece can be eaten for a long time. Xu Qing also likes it. He puts the ginger seedlings on his hand back to its original position, then pinches a piece and throws it into his mouth. Before he opens his mouth, he eats it.

Jiang He stared at him.

"You haven't even washed your hands."

Having just taken the rag, it was quite disgusting to think about. Xu Qing ran to wash his hands languorously, but did not forget to say harshly: "If you don't clean it, you won't get sick after eating it."

The dried sweet potatoes were dark and over-sun-dried. It looked like they were made at home. They were not steamed and dried in an assembly line with some additives added. Jiang He didn't plan to buy them at first, but later he saw Cheng Yulan bought a lot, so he followed.

Buy some.

Xu Qing wiped her hands and came out. She saw Jiang He eating dried sweet potatoes slowly, as if her taste buds had been touched. She squinted her eyes, looking like she was carefully savoring the aftertaste.

"A crappy snack gives you an elegant taste." Xu Qing couldn't help but complain, this is how other people taste red wine.

"Don't you think it's delicious?" Jiang He was a little surprised. He originally thought such an ugly thing...

She didn't expect Xu Qing to like it, nor did she expect it to be delicious. The food was divided into different grades, the more expensive the better. She just bought it to taste it, but the result was beyond her expectation.

“It’s delicious, it’s delicious…”

Xu Qing pinched another piece and put it in his mouth, "But it's not as exaggerated as you are, right?"

"I bought too little. If I had known better, I would have bought more. I could put a piece in my mouth while playing games and it would last for a long time."

“Just buy it next time I see you.”

Xu Qing grabbed a handful of raisins, turned to look at Jiang He staring at the dried sweet potatoes, and frowned.

"Aren't you thinking of making a bunch of them yourself and eating them while playing games, and then letting others buy them?"

This thing is indeed more reliable than pickles, after all, no one takes pickles as snacks.

"How do you know?!" Jiang He was surprised. She felt that Xu Qing seemed more and more like the roundworm in her stomach.

Although there shouldn't be anything like that in her stomach.

"I...um...this is more reliable than pickles."

Xu Qing shook his head. Dried sweet potatoes must be memories of many people. When he was a child, his grandmother liked to make this stuff. She would fill her pocket with it and eat a piece of it whenever she had nothing to do.

If you really want to do this, say that you make it at home. Not only do you save the need for food certificates when selling pickles, but you can also mail it directly. You don’t need to go through a certain e-commerce platform. You just need to add a WeChat account. The snack attribute is also much easier than selling pickles.

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Thinking of this, Xu Qing pinched a handful of raisins into his mouth and said, "You can do it if you want, but I won't help you."

"profound."

"You won't make much money from this, but if you can find a way to sell it, it will be a very successful experience."

Jiang He didn't say anything, but took the raisins and threw them into his mouth. The sour raisins were different from the sweet ones eaten during the Chinese New Year, and were more delicious.

It’s different from the delicious taste of cake. Eating cake is happiness, eating this is joy. Anyway, it’s very pleasant.

She rarely spends money to buy things. She mostly buys yogurt drinks and the like in the supermarket. Only now did she realize that there are so many good things hidden on the roadside. Xu Qing has never bought them.

"Open your mouth."

When Jiang He saw Xu Qing and Xiaozhu eating like food, he stuffed a small handful of raisins into his mouth and finished the meal, pinched one and said loudly.

Xu Qing had already sat back in front of the window sill, and when he heard the sound, he turned around and opened his mouth.

Jiang He threw it gently, and the raisin crossed half of the living room and fell into his mouth.

"This is fun!"

Xu Qing didn't expect to be so precise, "I want to eat dried sweet potatoes."

"Open your mouth."

Dried sweet potatoes floated across half of the living room again.

"What else do you want?" Jiang He also discovered the fun in this, picked up the peanut cake and asked: "Do you want to eat this?"

"No more." Xu Qing shook his head.

"Don't want to eat?"

"It feels like feeding a dog."

"Ahem...cough..." Jiang He choked himself and couldn't help but laugh.

"Come and eat the last one."

"I won't eat."

"Quick, I'll throw it away!"

Jiang He held a piece of dried sweet potato and made gestures. Xu Qing shrugged and had no choice but to open his mouth and enjoy the female hero's feeding service.

Seeing Xu Qing's helpless look, Jiang He shook his hair and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

The past, future, present, time and space seemed to be blurred at this moment, and the clear boundaries disappeared. Xu Qing had been sitting there waiting for her.

The person sitting by the window seems to be destined.

"I am going tocook."

Jiang He threw the raisins in his hand into his mouth, stood up and said.

"Um."

Xu Qing responded, lying on the window sill and looking outside. The night had just cast a shadow, the street lights hadn't been turned on yet, and the evening wind was blowing slowly, giving it a cool feeling.

Jiang He, who said he wanted to cook, did not go to the kitchen. Instead, he came up behind him, soundlessly, which scared Xu Qing, "Why are you walking silently?"

"Hug me."

"Well?"

Xu Qing was stunned and took her into his arms without knowing why.

Jiang He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then raised his eyes and looked at Xu Qing, "Can I get married with my ID card?"

All encounters in the world are reunions after a long absence - she now understands what that feels like.
Chapter completed!