Trash games kill me [holographic]

Everyone looked at Hengdao in puzzlement.

Heng Dao glared at the bad-minded panda with a dark face, raised his hand to support An Zhengchu and turned to him.

An Zhengchu obediently followed his movements and turned around, his eyes still fixed on his dark face: "Why, what's wrong?"

Heng Dao cut the chat channel to private chat, and said displeasedly: "Ajiu, how can you help others mend clothes?!" In order to prevent those guys who understand lip language from peeking, he also specially changed to Chinese.

"Ah?" An Zhengchu was at a loss, "Why not? Is there any taboo?" Could it be some custom?

Hengdao squeezed his soft palm, and said dissatisfiedly: "We were just together, and you are going to mend other people's clothes! Don't you think it is a kind of harm to me?"

An Zhengchu's head was full of question marks: "Well, what does this have to do with it?"

Heng Dao said convincingly: "There is a word in Huaxia called men farming and women weaving. This is a traditional family division of labor. Although marriage is not limited to men and women now, but sewing and weaving, from ancient times to the present, women usually serve their partners. This is a right that can only be enjoyed by a partner." He complained with eyes, "You said you like me just now, why are you going to sew clothes for others now?!"

An Zhengchu: ...

Seeing that he didn't speak, Heng Dao frowned when he thought of his lack of money: "Even if it's for making money!" He looked serious and serious, "We are a couple now, and we will be a partner in the future. If you want money, naturally I will be there! Or do you still care about me now and refuse to accept my money?"

An Zhengchu: ...

At this time, he should argue with Heng Dao about the normal concept of money, and then denounce Heng Dao about the equality and mutual respect that both parties in love should maintain...

but--

Facing the black-faced Heng Dao, An Zhengchu endured and endured, and finally couldn't help it, and burst out laughing.

Hengdao was stunned: "... Ah Jiu?"

An Zhengchu hastily clenched his fists, covered his lips and coughed softly, "Sorry." He didn't mean it.

It's a pity that the smile on the brows and lips can't be covered.

Heng Dao narrowed his eyes: "What's so funny? As my partner, shouldn't I consider these things? This is my right as your partner."

Anzhengchu let go of his hands with guilt, and explained to him with a smile: "Men farming and women weaving are just the division of labor in the family. It has nothing to do with the so-called..." He tilted his head and thought for a while, "The so-called partner rights have nothing to do with sewing for others. Clothes don't have any special meaning."

Hengdao was stunned.

An Zhengchu was afraid that he would not believe him, so he continued: "Think about it, in ancient times, when the productive forces were underdeveloped, people's clothes were all made by weaving and tailoring by hand. If women only made clothes for their husbands, wouldn't single people be Out of clothes?"

Hengdao was dubious: "In ancient times, that was ancient times. In ancient times, only men and women could marry. How could they be confused."

An Zhengchu frowned: "Even if it's different, it's not to this extent, right? Where did you learn about ancient culture? You can't distort history and culture out of thin air?" People make money by mending clothes, but this guy is good enough to kill everyone with a single blow. "I'm just making some money. Other people are just my clients."

"Anyway, no way!" Hengdao insisted, "You are mine, so you can only sew clothes for me! If you are short of money, you have me, so you don't need to earn this kind of money!"

What kind of money! ?It made him look like he was going out to sell something!An Zhengchu was angry: "Why are you so unreasonable! This is a game! I'm just replenishing equipment! Don't catch your half-bucket of fallacies and argue here!" In his time, there was no such... …

This, this... this interstellar antique! !

Hengdao grabbed his hand and put it on his lips to kiss, and said softly: "Ajiu, you have to understand my mood. Regardless of the actual culture, if you go to sew clothes for others, I will be jealous and sad. "

... He thought that Hengdao was a reliable person, but it turned out to be a jealous vat! !

Hengdao continued: "I know, you don't want to take my money for nothing..."

nonsense!An Zhengchu glared at him.

They are just dating, not married.Even if he is married, he can't completely rely on his partner to eat and drink for free. What does that look like?The most important thing is that he and Heng Dao are just dating online.What qualifications do you have to take Hengdao's money in what capacity?Isn't that like cheating money online...

"But I also don't want my people to mend other people's clothes!" Hengdao said that this point must not be compromised.

Anzhengchu got angry and broke away from his hand: "You still hold on to this point!"

Seeing that he seemed to be really angry, Hengdao immediately relented.He thought for a while, and said in a compromise: "Let's do this. You and I each take a step back. If you want to make money by sewing clothes, that's fine. I will hand over all my clothes to you in the future, and I will give you the money. How much is a piece of equipment on the market?" , I’ll give you as much—” Paused, “No, I’ll double.”

An Zhengchu: ...

"What's the difference between this and what you just said?! You, you—" An Zhengchu's face flushed red with anger, "You" didn't know what to scold for a long time, and finally he could only throw out angrily, "You jealous Cylinder!!"

Hengdao is neither painful nor itchy, and even thinks that the angry Ah Jiu is very cute.He couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed An Zhengchu's cheek with his thumb: "Yes. I'm just a vat of vinegar, you have to be more tolerant."

……shameless!An Zhengchu glared at him angrily: "I don't care—"

"Call-"

"Da da, da da, da da..."

Outside the quiet car, the groom's "wheeze" suddenly sounded, followed by the slowing down of the horse's hooves, and the gradually louder voices of people.

The capital has arrived.

Hengdao took the opportunity to hold An Zhengchu's hand in his palm: "We will talk about this issue later, do the task first." After a pause, "If you want to make money, I will definitely help you. When you rest at night, I will teach you to shake Is the Lang account good?"

This is obviously two different things.An Zhengchu tried to break things off with him——

The carriage stopped.

"Ahem." The panda's playful voice rang out frequently in the team, "You two, it's time to get out of the car."

Only then did An Zhengchu remember that there were other people in the car.Facing the ambiguous eyes of other people, he hastily withdrew his held hand.

Hengdao looked at him still with a somewhat angry expression, and let go of his hand resentfully.

Several people got out of the car one by one.

Panda stretched his waist: "Oh, it takes so long to even switch maps in this broken game. Laozi's waist~"

The fat man said casually: "You are too imaginary, it has nothing to do with the game settings."

"Okay, you fat man," the panda turned around and swooped, hanging directly on the fat man, "I'm so courageous, dare to tease me, sir?" Pushing down hard.

The fat man staggered under the pressure: "Fuck, he's sunk to death!" As soon as he stood still, his whole body began to shake violently, "Come down for me! Be careful, I'll beat you up!"

"Come on, let's see who will lie down first."

But in the blink of an eye, the two of them performed martial arts on the spot.

An Zhengchu looked at the laughing kindergarten, then at the cheerful Ziye, and then at Hengdao——

Turn around and leave.Forget it, now he gets angry when he sees the horizontal knife.

When Hengdao saw his little action, he couldn't help laughing.Ah Jiu who loses his temper is also so cute...

There was Fat Panda fighting in the front, and Kindergarten and Ziye fanning the flames in the back. A group of people walked along the avenue lively.

An Zhengchu watched them laughing and making noise, and as they walked, the little depression in his heart quickly dissipated.He and Heng Dao are just different in their understanding of sewing culture. In essence, Heng Dao objected because he valued him...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help slowing down, took a peek at Hengdao who was following him, and met a pair of deep black eyes.

He froze for a moment, put the feeling of something wrong at that moment behind him, and smiled slightly at Hengdao.

Hengdao's eyes lit up, and he leaned slightly close to him: "Aren't you angry anymore?" He took his hand along the way.

An Zhengchu nervously glanced at the few people in front of him. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he lowered his voice subconsciously: "You let me collect the equipment and process it, so it's okay?" It's called sewing, it's called processing, let's see what he says.

Hengdao heard his little thoughts, and squeezed his palm: "Don't try to change the concept secretly, if you can't do it, you can't do it!"

An Zhengchu glared at him: "Despotism!"

Hengdao smiled lowly: "I love you so much." Seeing that An Zhengchu opened his mouth to speak, his voice was soft but steady, "Don't worry about the money, I'm here. Even if the live broadcast doesn't make money, I still have other ways. Although you are a professional player, I still hope that you can have fun in the game."

He always felt that Ah Jiu's life was very hard, and he wanted him to live a better life.If it weren't for...he now can't wait to go over and take him to his side immediately.

Although the meaning is still the same, but... An Zhengchu pursed his lips and softened his heart: "Well, if I can find a way to make money, I won't collect equipment." After speaking, he sensed something was wrong, and hurriedly added, "But you Don’t give me money around the corner, I have to earn it myself.”

Heng Dao was overjoyed: "Okay. I'll listen to you."

Just listen to him at this time.An Zhengchu curled his lips: "Liar."

Hengdao laughed.

While speaking, several people arrived at the gate of the city.

The city gate is several meters wide, and players entering and leaving the city are crowded with NPCs, and the stream is endless. Compared with Jiuqu City, it is even more lively than Jiuqu City, and there are even more NPCs at the gate than Jiuqu City.

Especially after entering the city gate.There are crowded shops on both sides of the road, players vehicles coming and going, players setting up stalls along the street, patrolling NPCs, and even beggars NPCs.

Shouting, fighting... It was so lively that it was like walking into a real ancient market.

Compared with the cold real world, there are so many people in the game.An Zhengchu couldn't help feeling emotional.

Kindergarten said smoothly: "Of course."

When An Zhengchu came back to his senses, he realized that he had accidentally said the emotion just now on the team frequency.

The kindergarten walking on the other side of him continued to explain: "There are hundreds of planets in our interstellar world. There are only a few people on each planet. If you live in a biased place, of course there are fewer people. But this is a game, and people from all planets can come up, even if only a small number of people play, the number is huge."

An Zhengchu nodded.But I couldn't help but be speechless in my heart.Hundreds of planets... He thought that the technology of his era was advancing with each passing day, and it was already awesome.Unexpectedly, more than 1000 years later, human beings have broken out of the Milky Way and created a great interstellar era.

When entering the city, the first task is to find the Sun family, the family friend of the Li family.

The Pandas just said that we should look for them separately, and Hengdao waved his hands, seemingly calm but showing authenticity: "Don't be so troublesome, my Ajiu is enough, he can ask the way."

An Zhengchu pursed his lips and smiled, and under the astonished eyes of everyone, he stopped a patrolling NPC guard and asked him for the address of the household registration department.

The NPC guard in light armor with a spear in his hand put away his coldness in an instant, told the address politely, and then nodded and left.

"Wow~" Panda exclaimed, "Ajiu, how did you do it? These NPCs are the most attractive on weekdays, and they scare people with spears when they touch them."

An Zhengchu scratched his cheeks, and said in a bad manner: "My reputation seems to be higher than others, so..."

Hengdao embraced An Zhengchu, with a proud expression on his face: "This is the charm of my family's Ajiu, you can't learn it, and you can't be jealous."

The others "cut" and ignored him, pulling An Zhengchu along as they walked and asking how they raised their prestige.

An Zhengchu looked at Hengdao shyly.

Hengdao raised the corners of his lips, rubbed his head, and gave him a reassuring look.

An Zhengchu pursed his lips, feeling a lot more at ease, and stumbled into chatting with the pandas.

Walking and chatting all the way, we soon came to the administrative area of ​​the capital, which is the official street outside the palace.

The number of players here has decreased significantly.

After An Zhengchu asked the NPC again, he confirmed that the household registration department was at the corner ahead, and the group continued to walk in.

Just after turning the intersection, an old man with a white beard on crutches suddenly appeared, and bumped into Zi Ye who was leading the way. He staggered two steps and sat down on the ground.

"Ahhhhhhh!" the old man cried out while holding his back, "My old waist..."

Hit someone!

Not realizing that other people were eyeing the old man warily, An Zhengchu hurried to help the NPC: "Grandpa, are you alright?"

The old man was still screaming, but when he saw him, he was immediately excited: "Young man, the old man sees that you are talented and intelligent. You are...a good seedling. Do you want to join us to benefit the common people in the world?"

An Zhengchu: ...

Everyone: ...

What kind of bad street trick is this?Touch porcelain?