Eating feet during the Chinese New Year... bah, dumplings.

Xu Qing discovered for the first time that this thing was really different from watching it on the computer.

Wake up in the morning.

Looking at the curtains that were shimmering in the sunlight, Xu Qing sat on the bedside and pondered how a master of knowledge, in fact, Hina, suddenly became so playful.

Something is wrong.

It was obviously normal before, nothing weird, but now...

Turning his eyes to his side, Jiang He's eyelashes trembled slightly, his breathing suddenly stopped, and he looked like he was pretending to sleep.

"Snapped!"

Xu Qing clapped his hands, and Jiang He opened his eyes instantly.

"It turns out I'm very lustful."

He suddenly realized.

"..." Jiang He stared at him quietly.

"So, this is just pure lust, not perversion at all."

Xu Qing was very satisfied with this conclusion. Facing Jiang He's strange eyes, he climbed out of bed and prepared to wash up.

By the way, I threw the two socks into the trash can and tied the mouth of the trash bag, not intending to wash them for reuse.

At night, the human body will secrete dopamine, and then the mind will be excited, and it is normal to do some things that it would not do at ordinary times.

To put it another way, a pervert would not think of himself as a pervert at all, but when he just woke up, he almost thought of himself as a pervert.

This proves that he is normal.

"Aren't you going to wash it?" Jiang He huddled under the quilt and looked at him packing the garbage bags with one eye, his eyes still very strange.

She was asking about those two socks. Xu Qing knew it without explaining, and said calmly: "I'll buy you new ones if you want to wear them."

"Don't you want me to wear it?" Jiang He couldn't let him put the blame on himself.

"Ah... well, I'll buy a new one anyway."

Xu Qing went out carrying the garbage bag.

A little old lady who is over a thousand years old seems to have learned some incredible things - it seems normal if you think about it carefully.

For a couple, it was normal. It was just that when he was getting along with Jiang He and always thinking about her identity, he felt that it was not normal.

After staying together with the little old lady for a long time, Xu Qing felt that he had been led astray by her. Jiang He had been studying modern culture, but Jiang He had led him to think about things from the perspective of ancient people.

As they went back and forth, he felt unnatural.

"Going fishing today?"

After brushing her teeth and eating breakfast, Xu Qing just picked up her sword and saw Jiang He packing up the fishing rods and her balance bike, which was given to her as a first-anniversary gift with little grain seedlings engraved on it.

Jiang He put the bits and pieces into the little red bucket, checked his bag to see if there was anything he had forgotten, and took the fishing rod and said, "Well, I found a good place yesterday."

"If you catch a big fish, take it to my dad and his friends."

"OK."

The National Day is very close. When the Mid-Autumn Festival comes, Jiang He will carry a big fish that she has caught. When she enters the door, she will shout: Dad! I caught a fish for you!

Xu Wenbin didn't know how to react, but Xu Qing was looking forward to it anyway.

Even if you can't catch it, you can just buy a big fish and use it as your own. Anyway, it's normal for a fisherman to do this kind of thing... Jiang He is already a mature fisherman.

Jiang He asked: "I see someone releasing animals. If those people give me money and I just don't go fishing, won't this give them merit?"

"I'm not stupid, why would I give you money?"

"Isn't this what all the monks in the temple do? If you give them money, they will record their merits. I will also make a merit book to record them for them."

"..."

There seems to be nothing wrong with it.

Xu Qing scratched his head: "Then you have to shave your hair."

"..."

"..."

"Don't look at me, there's no way I can shave my head!"

Jiang He's eyes gave Xu Qing a chill. Then Jiang He put down the fishing rod, came over and crossed his head a few times, and then he picked up the rod and the little red bucket again with satisfaction.

"I'm going out!"

After getting on the balance bike, Jiang He, who was neatly dressed, had the sky blue silk scarf given to her by Xu Qing wrapped around her neck and floated towards where Gong Ping lived.

Xu Qing was left to practice swordplay alone in the room. Fortunately, it was not as hot as summer, and his movements were skillful. After the whole set, he was not panting and sweating like before, but he looked like a master.

After recalling the white silk feet last night, he suddenly wondered if Jiang He had learned from Gong Ping.

After all, that old woman would lift up her skirt when fishing to lure fish.

Xu Qing thought for a while, moved the fat melon on the sofa, turned on his computer, and watched the replay of last night's news.

Last month, he discovered that the real estate fund that he had been holding for more than half a year had secretly changed positions. He hesitated and liquidated it all, and then threw his money into real estate stocks - in less than half a month, it had risen by nearly 20 points.

I ate a daily limit.

Xu Qing trusted the manager, but unfortunately the manager himself did not trust himself.

Oh, money.

While sorting out his notes, Xu Qing thought about what to do with his current assets.

As the deposits increase, the proportion in the stock market will also be increased accordingly. As well as Jiang He's deposits, you can consider teaching her how to deal with reverse repurchases of national debt, so as not to learn from Gong Ping so easily...

It seems that Xu Qing is idle every day, but what Xu Qing does is fragmented, whether it is editing videos, making deposits, or even that useless movie review that only earns a few bits and pieces of rewards, these are all things that are not needed when he first started doing them.

Too much time, seemingly easy, but there is basically no free time at ordinary times. It is just that there is no need to work at a fixed location all day long. He wants Jiang He to learn it too, if possible.

Creation is like this, you have to keep thinking and you can make something in those few hours.

Even when I was sitting with Uncle Zhao drinking tea and bragging, I was not completely idle, my mind was always running.

Previously, most of the thinking time was given to Jiang He, but now he is gradually withdrawing it. Xu Qing picked up the thermos cup and went out for a walk. Like a mental patient, he regarded himself as an old man and walked out slowly in the sunshine.

The nearest police station is on Qingxin Street across from Beiwang Road. It's not the one where Qin Hao works. It's a bit small and the old town here isn't as grand as Qin Hao's.

Walking to Qingxin Street, looking around, Xu Qing sat on the edge of the flower bed in the green belt, looked at the door of the police station, took a sip of water from a cup, his expression was calm, and he didn't look guilty at all.

Even if he's thinking about some not-so-good things.

People were coming and going on the street. He didn't know how long he had been sitting there. The sun was rising and the shade of the trees could no longer cover the place where he was sitting. Xu Qing got up and continued walking along the road while sending a message to Qin Hao.

Xu Qing: "The authority to apply for household registration in Jiangcheng is delegated to the police station or to the branch?"

Qin Hao: "??Asked this suddenly, why do I think you are going to cause trouble?"

Xu Qing: "Jiang He's identity has not been resolved yet."

Qin Hao: "I almost forgot. You are finally willing to help me get it. Have you gone back to Zhejiang City to have a look? I must go back to Zhejiang City to find it."

Xu Qing frowned, stopped on the street, pondered for a moment and replied: "I'll tell you when we wait for it to be done. Just ask where to go to avoid wasting the trip."

Qin Hao: "Branch, our side"

After seeing Qin Hao's news, Xu Qing took her cell phone and thought about it.

"Are you busy lately?"

"What are you doing?" Qin Hao replied, wary: "Don't mention inappropriate things."

"You have to choose a time when you're not so busy. It's not like you just need to make up your ID card and take a photo. If you're too busy, we'll just wait."

"I guess you're interested, but I'm not from the household registration department. People over there... I'll help you keep an eye on it."

The two of them were talking to each other, and Xu Qing was wandering around the street holding a thermos cup.

He had already understood that if things like household registration were delegated to the police station, they would not be too busy. If they were handled at the branch like now, they would even have to borrow people from other departments when they were busy.

That's what Xu Qing doesn't want to see.

Jiang He's affairs, whether handled by a cute girl who handles things neatly or an old lady, can be handled better than by people like Qin Hao and others. One more thing is worse than one less thing.

Furthermore, it is better to rely on others to be careless and relax the conditions when you are busy. It is better to rely on yourself to make adequate preparations. With so many preparations, when you are busy, you may just make them and be dismissed by others, regardless of whether you can do it or not.

Only when you are prepared can it be effective.

After all, regulations are regulations, and when implemented in practice, there is still a lot of room for change.

It is better to be busy than to be idle.

Xu Qing raised his eyes and looked into the distance. The golden sunlight was scattered through the leaves, making it slightly dazzling.

As an ordinary person, he can only do things as detailed as possible based on his own understanding. No matter whether it is useful or not, it is better than rushing in headlong.

The little old lady of the Tang Dynasty...
To be continued...