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

I like a live one, it's okay, the small lip flap is soft......

"Antiques?"

Qin Maocai almost laughed out loud, he likes antiques or something...... It's better to say that he likes money, "Lao Xu likes antiques because he likes research, and if you like it, it's ......"

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

"Ahem...... Okay, you also like research. ”

Can study a yarn.

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

"Hizz~"

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's okay. ”

After sitting at Qin's house for more than half an hour, renewing the tea, the two of them got up and said goodbye. Qin Maocai sat in the living room by himself and rested for a while, used the remote control to rummage through the TV and found that there were no good programs, turned it off again and turned around to go to the balcony and lean back on the rocking chair.

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

"I'm not an antique. ”

Jiang He felt that the antiques were all very old bottles and cans, she was not old, and she was very young, much younger than Xu Qing, but she came to modern times unexpectedly.

"And what are you?"

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

"You've just learned to joke. Xu Qing skipped the topic of antiques, anyway, Jiang He is Jiang He, except for the pace of tigers and tigers, the rest are not much different from ordinary girls.

He put his five fingers through Jiang He's fingers, interlocked his fingers with her, and shook his arm, "Great progress is great, reward you can kiss me here." ”

"Is it here?"

Jiang He turned his head to look around, they hadn't walked out of the community yet, it was bright in broad daylight, so she wouldn't do this in public...... The actions of the disciples.

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

"I'm not lying to you, I'm just stating it. ”

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

The word shopping was difficult for Jiang He to understand at first, and it didn't seem to be of any other use except to take her to get acquainted with the outside environment, but Xu Qing enjoyed it and said that it was a couple's activity.

Turn right out of the community, walk for more than ten minutes is a traffic light intersection, called 'big turntable' by Jiangcheng people, because it intersects several intersections, in the middle is a circular green, and vehicles have to drive around the disc.

At such a big intersection, the road is much wider than where they live, Jiang He followed Xu Qing, raised his left hand and put it on his forehead to cover the sun, squinted slightly and looked up at the traffic light above, as well as the monitoring probe.

"It's dead, right?"

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

"Monitoring, there should be a dead end, right? It's like taking pictures with a mobile phone. ”

"Yes...... There must be, but rarely, the blind spot of this monitoring may be covered by another monitoring, so it is difficult for you to tell whether it is a real dead end or a fake dead end. ”

Xu Qing took his eyes off the traffic light and fell on Jiang He's face next to him: "Why are you asking this?"

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

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

"Can you dream of this?"

"I can't dream of it. ”

Of course you can't dream of it, if you can dream of it...... Xu Qing didn't know what would happen, just thinking about it so simply, he felt that he couldn't accept it.

Although time travel is very terrifying, the world is so big that there is such a case that he can barely adapt, and if there are more strange things, he has to wonder if this world is going to end.

Or a third-rate story from a painter...... It's like Hirata in "Funny Anime Hiyori".

After crossing the road, Jiang He took his hand tightly, looking like he had something to say, but there were other pedestrians on the side, so she had to endure it, and waited until the others were far away before she came closer to Xu Qing, and lowered her voice and said, "Is that a beggar?"

Xu Qing followed her gaze and saw a thick dirty quilt under an advertising board on the side of the road, on which sat a dirty person, lying on the ground, with his head buried deep, and a plastic box in front of him, which contained some scattered cash.

"That'...... Should be. ”

"What do you mean?" Jiang He wondered.

According to her observation and what Xu Qing said, this should be a place where you can be fed and clothed as long as you work hard, and there should be no such thing as a beggar.

Unless......

She couldn't help but glance back, inexplicably a little nervous.

"Did you have a beggar gang at that time?" Xu Qing was suddenly curious, the legendary Qiao gang leader Hong Qigong or something...... Oh, that wasn't an era.

But the beggar gang is a thing, for people who like martial arts, there is always a special emotion.

"A beggar is a beggar, and there are no gangs. ”

Jiang He shook his head, frowned slightly, and recalled: "But I heard that in more affluent places, beggars will grab land and ...... exclusiveness together."

She wasn't quite sure about what she had heard, so she only said a few words briefly, then turned around and continued, "That was the beggar gang just now...... And gangs?"

"I don't know, there will always be such a thing as beggars, because no one can say whether there are natural or man-made disasters. Xu Qing shrugged, "It's just that the standard of living is higher, and there will be more fake beggars." ”

"Fake beggar?"

"There is a saying that the poor ** cheat the rich and have a long conscience, and there are many people with a long conscience, there are the kind of lazy people who like to work hard to pretend to be beggars, use other people's love to make profits, pretend to be pitiful on the street during the day, and change clothes at night are richer than you and me, and eat and drink spicy ......"

Xu Qing explained to her slowly, glanced back in that direction, and said, "So I just said that it should be, or it may not, 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 slightly, "I thought I would ...... without identity."

"You'll be picked up and taken home as a wife. ”

“......”

For the beggar, Jiang He doesn't have much extra love, although she knows that life is not easy, but she herself is still under the fence, thinking hard every day about what to do to support herself, if you want to help, at most take out a bun from her breakfast to help those who are hungry and cold to carry it - the one just now is obviously not among them, and the money in the plastic box is worth her to move bricks for several days.

"If you think she's pitiful, we can buy a few buns and send them to her, money can't be given. Xu Qing didn't know what to think, with a smile on his face: "But you don't have to stare at people to finish eating, maybe someone just sent it." ”

"No, she has so much money in her bowl, so she buys it herself when she's hungry. ”

"Do you see that clearly?"

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

"Why are you hitting someone's box?"

"I didn't fight, just as an example. ”