After solving the major events in life, now I am faced with the problem of yesterday, how to get out of here.
People always come up with solutions. It is unrealistic to just wait for others to rescue you. Who knows when the people who dug holes will come to see their harvest and lose money. The two living people cannot buy it at a high price. .
The wisdom of the working people is infinite, and they can always find solutions in difficult situations. No, the male protagonist Wang Busheng has thought of another way.
"Sister Leng, have you watched "Tunnel War"?"
"Um, what is "Tunnel Warfare", and which martial arts secret book is not available?" Leng Bingbing looked confused.
I have never seen "Tunnel War". As expected, the childhood of the people of the Ming Empire was incomplete. I remember when Wang Busheng was a child, there was a propaganda team that went to the village to show movies. There was no need to buy tickets. Seven aunts, eight aunts, six wives and idle urchins took their own The little Maza watched movies, was unruly and unruly, and there were people wherever there was time. That was the happiest time for Wang Busui. I remember that after watching the classic old movie "Tunnel War", Wang Busui tried it out with his friends, but the result was very unsuccessful. In the end, he was converted into a pit by the villagers.
This is what Wang Bushit thought of. Roll up his sleeves and work harder. Well, Wang Busui has no sleeves anymore. He picked up the branches on the ground and started digging.
Leng Bingbing also understood what Wang Bushit meant. Although he didn't know if it would work, but the husband followed the wife, and the woman had to synchronize with the man.
Seeing Leng Bingbing also picking up the branches, Wang Busui hurriedly advised, "Take a rest for a while, your arm is injured."
"It doesn't matter, my other arm is fine." Leng Bingbing smiled happily, having slowly become familiar with the feeling of being cared for.
In order to be able to leave as soon as possible, Wang Budie did not stop him. The husband and wife worked together, and they were able to cut through the metal, and the success rate of things could be increased.
The soil was already soft, and yesterday's rain made the soil even softer. As a result, even after digging a few times, their feet were already buried in the soil.
"Stop, stop, stop," Wang Bushi had to shout, "If we keep digging, we will really be buried together as husband and wife, without a coffin."
"Bah, bah, bah, spit quickly," Leng Bingbing said.
"Uh, why".
"hurry up"
"Okay." A man who listens to his wife can get rich, Wang Bushit spitted obediently.
Leng Bingbing hurriedly put his hands together and chanted "Buddha bless, children's words are unbridled, children's words are unbridled".
"Well, do I need to explain myself? I believe in Sanqing. Is there a conflict of faith between me and Leng Bingbing?"
After praying and repenting for a long time, Leng Bingbing finally put down his hand and said, "Mr. Master, remember never to say the word coffin in the future. In our industry, coffin means death."
"Well" Wang Bushit was full of doubts. Could it be that the conflict was not only about faith, but also about cultural understanding? "Don't coffins mean promotion and wealth?"
In my previous life, my boss gave a coffin made of pure gold to a leader. The leader was so happy that he got promoted and made a fortune. I wanted to go further. However, three days later, the leader was taken away by the relevant departments. investigation.
"Where did you see it? It's a fallacy. The coffin is just for pretending to be dead. It has nothing to do with getting promoted or making a fortune." Leng Bingbing explained that he disliked the habit of misinterpreting culture.
"Separating the coffin means officialdom and wealth, isn't it?"
"These words are different, written in different ways and have different meanings." Leng Bingbing continued to explain in detail, even writing it on the palm of Wang Busheng's hand.
Well, he is worthy of being a top student in a headhunting school. He writes all the words correctly.
"Ms. sir, have you never been to a private school?" Leng Bingbing asked carefully.
"Uh, okay." Wang Busui nodded. He didn't expect that culture is necessary in any era, and knowledge is the primary productive force.
"It's okay, sir, I'll teach you later," he comforted coldly. My wife also works part-time as a tutor.
Wang Busui considered whether he should also set up a tutoring class or adult education. This should not have existed in this era, and his wife was the counselor. Well, another business opportunity.
After chatting for a long time, they realized that there was no way to dig this tunnel, so the two of them could only stop and think of other ways.
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Leng Bingbing blamed herself deeply, "If it weren't for me, what happened today wouldn't have happened."
Women are always sentimental and like to think wildly. Wang Bushi comforted her by saying, "Some things are destined to happen, and it's not your fault. In other words, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have met you, and I wouldn't have such a beautiful wife."
"But, we are trapped here now" Leng Bingbing's voice was choked with sobs. Happiness came too fast and she hadn't felt it carefully yet. She didn't want to leave just like that.
"No living person will die from urination, there is always a way." Wang Bu Shou looked at the sky above his head and consoled him.
The sky is blue, the clouds are white, and there is no industrial pollution from his previous life. Wang Busheng feels that the air in this world is sweet. Watching the birds flying overhead, Wang Busui envied them. It would be great if he had wings, so he could fly into the sky and catch them to make roasted birds.
Suddenly Wang Busui's eyes lit up, and he saw the tree trunk above his head, which was as thick as two people's arms. It has to be said that the Ming Empire, which has a relatively slow modernization process, still retains its original look very well. This tree is like a The furniture should be nice.
"I've thought of a way," Wang Bushit said excitedly.
However, he was so cold that he didn’t feel much joy. He was probably still blaming himself, “What can I do?”
"See that tree trunk?" Wang Bushi pointed and continued, "We can tie the rope to it and climb up."
Hearing Wang Bu's words, Leng Bingbing's eyes also lit up. This method is still very feasible. It has been taught in school, but there is another question: "Mr., do you have a rope?"
"Um, I don't have one," he looked at Leng Bingbing and said, "Wife, do you have one?"
Leng Bingbing spread his hands and said "no".
This method was the most feasible method that he could think of at present. The only thing missing was tools, so Wang Bushi turned his attention to his pants.
"No matter what, my pants are still more than one meter long." I thought in my mind that the action would come soon,
Standing up, Wang Bushit unbuttoned his pants, revealing his flowery underpants.
Leng Bingbing was unprepared and was shocked, "You, what are you going to do?"
Did Wang Bu die give up, knowing that he was dead, and planned to be a real man before he died? Should he follow it, follow it, or follow it? It was still very exciting to hear his classmate on the upper bunk talk about it for the first time. The taste of a woman should also be very good.
Of course, Wang Bushit is a gentleman and would not do such dirty things. The pit is so dirty, Wang Bushit has a mysophobia.
"Of course I want to find a way to make a rope," Wang Bushi explained.
Leng Bingbing was enlightened, and a blush appeared on his face at a speed visible to the naked eye, feeling ashamed of what he had just thought.
"Sister Leng, don't hesitate, take off yours too."
Leng Bingbing hurriedly grabbed her clothes and said, "I won't take them off."
"Sister Leng, don't you want to go out?"
Leng Bingbing was a little shaken. She didn't want to carry it in this pit. Women love to be clean and not dirty. Moreover, she peed here just now, and she always felt a fishy smell.
“It’s okay if I don’t take it off.”
"Do you have any other options?" Wang Busika looked at Leng Bingbing. The answer was yes. Taking off is the only way to survive.
After lingering for a long time, Leng Bingbing finally made up his mind and unbuttoned his pants.
"Well, it's the same thing with taking off your shirt." Well, if you take them off, there's no point in asking people to put on pants and then take off their shirts.
Leng Bingbing is not very tall, but her thighs are still very slender. Because of long-term martial arts practice, the skin on her legs is not white like other girls, but has a wheat-colored feel. Well, this is a healthy skin color. , just like Wang Budie.
Wang Busui couldn't help but be fascinated. This was the first time he saw a woman's thighs. They were so real and cute, and they must feel good to the touch.
"Wow" Wang Bushui seemed to have discovered a new world and said in surprise, "Haha, my wife, your pants are also made of flowers, just like mine."
Leng Bingbing clamped his legs, his face continued to blush with embarrassment, his head lowered, and he handed the pants to Wang Bushit and said, "Here."
Wang Bushi took the pants that still had the cold body scent on them, and then tied the two pants together. Well, okay, it's still quite different.
So Wang Busheng had no choice but to turn his attention to Leng Bingbing.
Leng Bingbing shyly hugged his legs and squatted in the corner of the pit. He felt Wang Busidian's gaze, so he asked "What's wrong?"
Wang Bu Shou looked at her fair thighs and couldn't bear to tell her, "Daughter-in-law, it seems she's still a little short."
"Ah, no, I don't have to take it off." Leng Bingbing hurriedly grabbed her collar.
Wang Bushi shook his head, "It seems that my little underwear will also be put to use."
"You, don't, why don't I take it off?" Leng Bingbing was full of grievances, but facing a naked king, Leng Bingbing couldn't accept it for the time being. She is a little older, but she is still a young girl. Pretty pure.
"Daughter-in-law, don't worry, I will definitely be responsible for you." Wang Busheng also cheered Leng Bingbing and gave him comfort.
Many people will have this experience once, some people only have it once, and some people will say that it is the first time every time. Some people regard the first time as normal, and some people regard the first time as very important, such as Leng Bingbing. All first times are important to her and should be remembered for a lifetime, such as the first time with a man. The most primitive state is displayed in front of you, and it is still in this environment. The first time I am always shy, always embarrassed, cold and want to cry, and even more want to die. Better to die than to live in ruins is not seen in her.
But having said that, she is already the wife of the Wang family. This is something that will happen sooner or later. A girl turning into a young woman is also something she will experience in life.
Wang Busheng also saw the cold coquettishness and shyness, "Daughter-in-law, don't be afraid, I close my eyes and don't see anything."
His clothes can save two lives, not to mention Wang Busheng said not to look at it. Leng Bingbing still believes in her husband unconditionally. Of course, if a man can rely on a sow to climb a tree, he would rather believe in ghosts than a man. Po Zui, if such a profound philosophy has been widely recognized by women compatriots for thousands of years, it is probably not taught by teachers in headhunting schools.
Making up his mind, Leng Bingbing unbuttoned his clothes and slipped off his clothes.
This picture is amazing, with exposed shoulders, beautiful collarbones, smooth curves, a flat belly, an attractive waist, and that career line that everyone likes.
Wang Busheng finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly, "Daughter-in-law, you have such a good figure."
"Ah" Leng Bingbing hurriedly covered her upper body.
