Chapter 66

Originally, there was a little guilt about misunderstanding Xu Qing, but now it's gone.

This man is so annoying.

Jiang He went into the kitchen with his fists in his hands, intending to heat the porridge last night. He found that he went to Xu Qing's parents' house yesterday and forgot to cook it when he came back.

"Would you like some noodles?" She called out to the kitchen.

"No porridge?"

"I didn't cook it last night."

"Oh."

"Do you want to eat?" After two words of nonsense, he didn't ask for anything. Jiang He was a bit irritable. Then he felt his stomach, broke his fingers to calculate the day, and reluctantly went back to his room.

"Isn't it noodles?"

Xu Qing is strange. What's wrong with this girl?

"Cook later."

Jiang He's face stinks. I don't know why he's so upset.

A moment later, Xu Qing, who had been standing for one more minute than yesterday, pretended to breathe out and entertained himself as a martial arts master. After practicing martial arts, she had to breathe out a foul breath.

Physical fitness + 1.

After finishing the work, he came out to wash and look in the mirror to see if his appearance had changed. As a result, he couldn't see anything.

It's a pity that I can see it... I've just stood for a few days, but I can't even take exercise. Sunflower classic doesn't work so fast.

"I'll give it to you next." Jiang He, who came out of the room, has recovered calm.

"Poof... Cough..."

Xu Qing, who was brushing her teeth, spat out a mouthful of white foam, "that's called boiled noodles! Don't say that in the future. "

"Not the same?"

"Cook your noodles."

Xu Qing doesn't want to explain, or this guy will be angry

It's really strange to think of it together. Netizens are harmful!

Two yuan a piece of noodles, cooked out of a large pot, plus two broken eggs, egg yolk and protein have been separated, can only use a spoon to let them reunite.

Xu Qing put one-third of it in a bowl, and the remaining two-thirds of it was Jiang He's -- two yuan for breakfast, and only three yuan for eggs, which made Jiang He more and more like cooking.

It's a shame to eat outside.

"If I eat this every day, I'll spend more than 100 yuan a month."

"If you drink water every day, you don't have to spend a dime."

“……”

Jiang He didn't want to talk to him.

"No, you can live for seven days only by drinking water and not eating. You still have to eat... You can eat a meal every seven days and only drink water at other times. It costs less than ten yuan a month." Xu Qing gave reasonable suggestions.

If you have a chance, you have to let this ancient girl taste the iron fist of socialism. Otherwise, what you think you have every day... You're not a college student in love, and you want to eat noodles every day?

Oh, college students don't eat noodles either. They eat steamed bread.

After breakfast, the computer is occupied by Xu Qingzhan to study movies and novels. Jiang He doesn't quite understand it for a while. He sits on the sofa reading and studying with warm baby in his arms.

Xu Qing used to have nothing to buy books, such as the complete works of Sherlock Holmes, traveling in the daytime and night, the ordinary world, and the economics foundation left by her university. However, Jiang He only knows words, not sentences. After reading the Chinese simplified and traditional guide for five thousand years, she spent a lot of time in reading novels.

Although it seems difficult, some things can be understood.

Art is a kind of social ideology that reflects reality with images, but it is more typical than reality. This is especially true of literature. Xu Qing wanted to borrow her granddaughter's primary school textbook from Aunt Cheng to learn from Jiang He, but after careful thinking, she found that it was useless.

What Jiang he lacks is not those. She has her own thoughts and opinions, and she is very smart, but she lacks cognition.

To learn the ancient poetry and articles, to do some reading comprehension of the sea and mountains, is far from the simple understanding of social consciousness and concepts directly from literature.

As for Mathematics... It's OK to know how to count. Most people can't use calculus equations after they leave school.

Learning is to enhance one's own value and to live a better life, but her value is not there. It's a waste of life to really study those equations - of course, if you are interested in those, that's another matter.

"You are so short-sighted. You'd better put your books on the table."

In front of the computer, Xu Qing, who is a little tired, stretches and turns to remind Jiang He.

"Myopia?"

"I can't see clearly with my eyes. I need to wear glasses... The one I often see on the street with a glass face."

He pointed to the bridge of his nose and suddenly rose up. He ran to the bedroom and found a pair of flat glasses he used to wear and handed them to Jiang He.

"Put it on and experience it."

"Wear it like this?"

Jiang hewo is on the sofa, holding a book, putting on his glasses, blinking and looking around.

Click.

Xu Qing completes the candid shooting.

"What are you doing?" Jiang He felt that something was wrong with him.

"I'll send it to you later. It's very nice." Xu Qing was not embarrassed at all. She carefully looked at Jiang He curled up on the sofa wearing glasses. Naturally, she used wechat to send the photos to Jiang He, and then took the mirror from the table and handed it to her.

"You see."

"... strange."

Jiang He looks into the mirror, takes off his glasses and gives them back to Xu Qing. He doesn't curl up and half lie down to look at them. He puts on his slippers and sits upright and continues to read books.

"Tut... I think of my father again." Xu Qing sighed.

It's itching to see her like this.

"Your father?"

"Just that... Has your second mother ever held you?"

"We often squeeze together, she will hold me tightly when it's cold in winter."

"Oh."

Disappointed, Xu Qing put away her glasses and sat in front of the computer again.

"What are you doing?"

"Find a movie and see if you can try to make a film review... It's a film critic."

If you have a date or not, it's good to make it. If you don't do it well, it's not bad. This is Xu Qing's idea.

Anyway, it's a pity that he doesn't do anything to brush the film. At the beginning, he did it with this idea in mind.

"Film review?"

"It's too complicated for you at present. It's hard to explain in a way you can understand... It's also a bit complicated for me. Anyway, let's do it first."

Xu Qing shrugs. Martial arts is dead. The martial arts movies in recent years are hard to say. It's good to explore other things. They are all drainage and movies. They have something in common.

The key is to have aesthetics, to be able to understand what the film is about, and to see what the people behind the scenes want to express through the film, instead of just having fun.

There are basic conditions, the rest is to study and study.

"Smart people will never lack food. This is an age of brain power. You should learn to be smart and not be naive..."

Xu Qing said, next to the mobile phone buzzing vibration, a look is Prince Jun.

"Where is it?"

"Home... What's up?"

"Part time." Wang Zijun comes to the point, "last time you said that, I studied it, OK."

"How to do it?"

"When we meet, I'll be there. I need to get that information or something. "