"Hmm... There seems to be something wrong with him. Have you considered seeing a psychiatrist?"

"I've already looked for it. This is his way of relieving stress."

Through communicating with Song Hui, Xu Qing knew that Wang Zijun’s wheelchair was not made by a newbie, but had been tinkered with and driven out a week ago.

In the past two months, this guy was so haggard that he went to see a doctor, and it turned out that he was prone to depression.

I went for a recheck yesterday and there was no problem.

To put it simply, on the eve of his depression, this guy managed to cure himself by relying on a carefully modified wheelchair.

Xu Qing held the phone and felt like she had nothing to complain about.

Rich people really know how to have fun. Compared with depression and being in a wheelchair...I can't say which one is more serious.

"Which little sister are you talking to?" Jiang He stood on the terrace and stuck his head out of the window.

"I..." Xu Qing tilted his head, as if something was wrong.

"Does she look like that little girl in love?" Jiang He asked while lying on the window sill.

"Like, but I advise you not to learn anymore."

"Hey, are you shocked?"

"I declare that the modern learning plan is terminated. If you continue to learn nonsense, you will be finished." Xu Qing threw the phone aside and pinched Jiang He's face. "You are a woman who is about to become a mother, not a girl."

Jiang He looked like a bastard when he poked his head out of the window.

"What happened to that big dog? I saw you pushing him to nowhere."

"He has nothing to do. He is just idle. I almost thought I was the protagonist, and everyone close to me is doing nothing good." Xu Qing walked from the living room to the balcony and helped Jiang He tend to the flowers and plants.

When I saw Wang Zijun driving a wheelchair, I felt mixed emotions.

It turned out that this product was fake.

"He said he would give me a wheelchair, but I didn't ask for it... There is something really wrong with him. He is fifty years ahead of his peers and gave up his legs early."

"Are you having fun?" Jiang He was surprised.

"Well... apart from not having to find a parking space, I really can't think of anything better than a car." Xu Qing was puzzled to understand what magic power this thing had that made Wang Zijun so fascinated.

"Modern people are so funny."

Jiang He dropped the conclusion, put the watering can aside, rubbed his waist and sat down on the wicker chair.

As time went by, her belly became bigger and bigger, and the twins were larger than those of pregnant women at the same time.

Fortunately, I have a foundation in martial arts. Apart from some inconvenience in my movements, I am not very tired or have many problems.

If it had been her time, carrying a basket to the fields would be no problem now - but times have changed, and Jiang He felt that she had to pretend to be tired and be like others.

Otherwise, other pregnant women would feel pain here and there, and she would be jumping up and down holding a sword. It was inappropriate, really inappropriate.

Finished dinner.

Jiang He was enjoying the cool air on the terrace, blowing the evening breeze, and began to rub his hands and complain that his shoulders were sore.

"You are rubbing your wrists, not your shoulders. If you want to show that your shoulders are sore, you should rub your shoulders to be more convincing."

Xu Qing came out to help her squeeze her shoulders. Although he knew that the little old lady was pretending, who said she was pregnant?

Just tell her that you know she is faking it, and she also knows that he knows she is faking it, and then he will pinch it for her.

The night sky is full of stars, and the lights in the house are reflected from the windows. The terrace has some light without turning on the lights, but it will be a bit too bright if the lights are turned on.

The wind was blowing in the dark environment, and looking up at the starry sky above, Xu Qing had the same feeling as when he was a child, sitting at the edge of the village with his grandfather to enjoy the cool air.

"The speed of light is hundreds of thousands of kilometers per second. What we see during the day is the sun eight minutes ago, right?" Jiang He was squeezed by him and hummed softly a few times, looking at the stars in the distance and said.

"Well, that's right." Xu Qing didn't remember the specific data, but it was correct for several minutes anyway.

He was a little surprised at Jiang He's memory. He could speak accurately for eight minutes... He would check later to see if he said it casually.

"Then if we were farther away, could we see the sun as it was ten minutes ago?"

"It's much further away."

"Relatively speaking, when you stand on the sun, you see the earth as it was ten minutes ago." Jiang He pointed his finger at his chin and thought.

"If you can stand on the sun." Xu Qing said casually.

"Then... if it were super, super far away, tens of thousands of times farther away, would it be possible to see the earth hundreds of years ago?"

"..."

Hearing Jiang He's words, Xu Qing raised his eyes and looked at the night sky, "Theoretically... you shouldn't have that good eyesight, and the earth won't shine, and there are many stars in the middle that will block it."

"oh."

"If these conditions are true, you will have to instantly go to a place tens of thousands of times farther away to see the earth... If you have that kind of ability, you can already travel through the past, present and future in seconds."

"Didn't I already travel through time?"

"...What you said makes sense." Xu Qing shook his head and smiled, then paused and said, "Are you homesick?"

Only she can imagine going to a super, super far place to see the earth a thousand years ago...

"No."

"I just thought about it."

"Okay... Actually, I suddenly felt that those things were far away from me, just like in the previous life." Jiang He said softly.

"It's normal. You see, if you start remembering things when you are six years old, you will have lived with memory for twelve years until you are eighteen years old, and then from eighteen years old to now, it will be more than four years - in modern times, without you

It was so boring back then, with all kinds of dazzling information and the Internet, it was so easy to cover the twelve years before you with four years here."

"It seems like a dream."

"You can't dream about something you haven't seen, so it's all real."

"Is that so?" Jiang He was a little surprised.

"How can you dream if you don't have any material? Unless you have seen it but forgotten it." Xu Qing laughed, "Have you learned something again?"

He vaguely remembered that when he had his first indescribable dream in adolescence, he dreamed of a bunch of mosaics...

"Do you Jianghu people carry a wooden sign in your bag? If you want, you can find someone to make one. I have no taboos."

"No, you watch too much TV."

This stupid guy always thinks costume TV is reality.

Jiang He looked at the distant sky and saw the breeze blowing. She wrapped herself in clothes and lowered her head to touch her belly.

The wicker chair shook slightly and made a slight sound.

This year, at the end of autumn in November, Xu Qing was taking care of the pregnant Jiang He. He returned to the house from the terrace, filled a bucket with hot water, and helped her relax by soaking her feet.

In another corner of Jiangcheng, Wang Zijun was pulled by his son's hair, put on his shoulders, and hummed a children's song.
Chapter completed!