Half past five in the afternoon.

When he got home, there was no one in the living room. Jiang He looked around and saw that the bedroom door was open. When he walked past, he saw Xu Qing half lying on the bed, leaning against the bedside, playing with her original straw sandals in her hand.

"Why were you silent when you came back?!"

Xu Qing was startled, subconsciously hid his hands behind his back, and jumped up from the bed like a carp.

"..."

Jiang He looked at him with complicated eyes, moved his lips twice, and finally said nothing, turning to go to the refrigerator.

"No... listen to my explanation, I was suddenly curious about the clothes of the Tang Dynasty. Really, look at my book still open here!"

Xu Qing ran out with the book and was turning to "Costume and Customs", which introduced curtain hats, women's hats, skirts, shirts, and a bunch of Sui and Tang Dynasty costumes.

Jiang He was considered a poor person, so he didn't have any use for those complicated clothes... he probably didn't wear them at all. There was no detailed record of what they wore in the book, only a few words about them.

These straw sandals are harmful!

Xu Qing looked at Jiang He's eyes, and his heart skipped a beat. He was just joking. Now that he was caught, he really couldn't take off his pervert hat.

How pitiful, he is really studying the dressing customs...

"Well, I believe it, please step aside."

Jiang He ducked into the kitchen with his head lowered, not wanting to talk to him about shoes.

"You believe a ghost!"

Xu Qing weakly lowered the hand holding the book, sat back on the chair, and raised the straw sandal in his other hand to look at it, wanting to throw it away but reluctant.

"Actually, if you have fun outside, you can also find a place to eat with your friends. Didn't I leave a lot of money for you in WeChat? Please invite that old woman...what's the name of Ping to eat something you like? I'm at home by myself.

It’s not like I can’t do it.”

He put the book back on the bookshelf, sat back on the sofa with his straw sandals, squeezed and touched it, and said, "Don't keep thinking about coming back at the right time. It'll be fine every once in a while."

"okay."

Jiang He responded in the kitchen, paused for a while and said, "We went roller skating today."

"Is it fun?"

"It's very good. It's swish. It feels like flying."

"...You know how to skate?" Xu Qing felt that something was wrong.

"You can learn it once you learn it, it's so simple."

Jiang He walked out as he spoke, looked at him, then turned and went into the bedroom.

Xu Qing thought for a while and realized something was wrong. It felt like flying?

"You didn't really fly on roller skates, did you? It was very scary, let me tell you."

"I'm not stupid, I just skate faster. Pingping also said that I lied to her and said that I had never skated before, but in the end I skated faster than her."

Jiang He had long accepted her identity as a weak woman with no strength - she only clenched her fists loudly when in front of Xu Qing, and kept quiet at other times.

She came out with a pile of neat clothes and put them in front of Xu Qing. They were coarse linen clothes that she had changed out of earlier. They were a bit stiff after being washed and dried. Now that she is used to wearing modern clothes, they feel a little bit irritating to the touch.

"You can take a look if you want. We all wore this kind of clothes back then."

Jiang He put down his clothes, then turned around and went into the kitchen.

"Do you believe it?" Xu Qing was surprised. Let's just say, how could he be a pervert...

Jiang He didn't say anything, and Xu Qing didn't take it seriously. He took the coarse linen clothes and touched them, feeling very rough.

If you wear this...

Just thinking about it makes him feel uncomfortable, but the stitches are very dense, the thick linen thread is neatly arranged at the interface, and the thread ends are cut very short - it must be cut, such a thick thread is too difficult to bite with your teeth.

.

Xu Qing looked at it for a moment, then picked up the clothes and shook them. A neatly folded strip of white cloth fell out from the clothes.

?

He was stunned for a moment before he remembered what this was for.

It's normal. Not to mention the problem of inconvenience of movement, just wearing this clothes will definitely hurt the fragile parts, so the cloth strip is a necessity, and it needs to be long enough to be wrapped several times. This cloth strip is very soft.

, which can play a very good protective role.

Xu Qing pinched the strip of white cloth to feel the fabric and twirled it around with her fingers, suddenly feeling a little restless.

Kaiyuan's bra wrap...

With a history of more than 1,200 years, it is truly a great antique.

Jiang He was washing vegetables in the kitchen when he suddenly remembered something. He wiped his hands and ran out. He saw Xu Qing holding a white cloth and preparing to lower his head.

"what you do?!"

"I...I...take a closer look, there seems to be a little dust here."

"……Yeah?"

"Well, just take a picture and it'll be fine."

Xu Qing lightly dusted the antique, put it aside with a natural expression, and then looked up at Jiang He: "Why are you coming out again?"

"I...get an egg."

Jiang He pointed to the refrigerator, took the eggs and went back to the kitchen.

In the living room, Xu Qing held her clothes and fell into deep thought.

What was he thinking about just now?

Why do these hands sometimes get out of control... Will this happen again after being single for a long time?

Or is he just a...dirty and lecherous scoundrel?

Xu Qing held the clothes and fell into deep self-doubt. This had never happened before. He had never been a fetishist. He even asked Jiang He to wear long socks because he wanted her to put them on. If she wears them,

Taking it off would be of no interest...

He knew that the washed black stockings Jiang He had worn before were hidden in the back of the second cabinet beside the bed, but he had never touched them.

Why are you so interested in an antique?

Xu Qing looked at the white cloth strip on the side and suspected that it was hereditary.

In fact, what interests him is not the strip of cloth itself, but its antique properties... It must be like this, just like the coarse linen clothes in front of him, he is equally interested in it.

Thinking of this, Xu Qing took the rough top and put it over his face and smelled it, becoming more convinced that he was right, he liked the smell of antiques.

He took a deep breath. The coarse linen clothes washed by Jiang He had no special smell, only the faint smell of the twine itself, with the heavy feeling of antique...

Raising his head, Xu Qing seemed to see half of his eye exposed at the kitchen door out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head and looked over, but it disappeared again.

kindness?

"Were you peeking at me just now?" Xu Qing couldn't help but ask, "This is the smell of antiques, and is it yours..."

"What are you peeking at?" Jiang He looked out of the kitchen, looking very confused.

"Did I just see it wrong?" Xu Qing scratched his head. If Jiang He really peeked, he would probably retort: ​​"I didn't peek."

That was Jiang He's stupid reaction.

"What did you see wrong?" Jiang He continued to look confused.

"It's okay. Your clothes are well sewn, but the material is too... uncomfortable to wear. It's good as a collectible."

Xu Qing said casually, and saw Jiang He sneaking back into the kitchen, holding his shirt in his hand, lifting it up, and gesticulating in front of him. Jiang He's clothes were a bit small, and he didn't know if they had shrunk. He couldn't wear them and feel them.

All at once.

I have smelled the smell of antiques, so I should treat the other antiques equally...

Xu Qing looked at the white cloth strip next to him and thought about this issue seriously.

He is not a pervert, he just has inherited genes and likes antiques. The whole set here is full of antiques, and they are quite complete. You really shouldn't dislike any one piece. In a sense, they are all equal.

Xu Qing happily picked up the white cloth, then looked at the kitchen and listened to the goings on in the kitchen.

Hmm? Why is the sound of cutting vegetables gone again?
Chapter completed!