The outside world is full of ice and snow, but the warmth at home is as warm as ever. Because the business is less than before, everyone is also a lot more relaxed. A group of people are talking and laughing around the big stove. The residual heat from Zhen Guo Gong’s dog bite is still lingering. Dog meat is indispensable in everyone's rice bowl. It is estimated that Qian Song also did not expect that he could improve the daily lives of the people because of being bitten by dogs, allowing the people of the Ming Dynasty who had not tasted meat for many years to eat meat. However, the lives of dogs were miserable. Countless dogs were affected by the disaster, which shows that reincarnation is possible. importance.
In Wang Bu's hut, there was also a charcoal fire, and a pot of wine was heating on the small stove. Wang Bu did not like drinking. Drinking would ruin things and cause serious harm to the body. However, because of the current environment, Wang Bu wanted to have sex after drinking. , because sitting across from the beautiful woman Zhang Jinghui, a man and a woman are in the same room, and there is still such an ambiguous atmosphere. Such an opportunity is rare.
Since the last time the two of them had less than perfect intimate contact, for some unknown reason, Zhang Jinghui never gave Wang Bu die a chance. The meat-eating wolf suddenly changed to a vegetarian diet, which made Wang Bu die miserable. Faced with her face to face It seems a bit outrageous to use force on someone you like. After all, you are not a bad customer who spent money. Using force will make both of you hurt, but seeing that you can't eat makes people even more whimsical.
There were several dishes of exquisite side dishes on the table, all of which were made by Wang Busui. He poured wine for Zhang Jinghui, and Wang Busui advised him maliciously, "Drink some wine to warm yourself up. It's freezing outside and it's easy to catch a cold."
Every day Zhang Jinghui looks like someone walking out of a painting, not only because of her angelic appearance and delicate skin, but also because of her dress. Although it is not the kind of flashy dress, it always gives people a sense of beauty. It was a refreshing feeling. She wore a floral cotton-padded jacket on her upper body, a pair of cyan trousers on her lower body, a pair of white cotton-padded soap boots on her feet, and a peaked cap on her head. Because of the cold weather, Zhang Jingjun’s face was a little pale. She stood by the stove. Against the background, the beauty is even more exaggerated. Between food and beauty, Wang Bushi chose the latter without hesitation.
"Why are you so good-looking?" This was Wang Busui's question from the depths of his soul.
Holding the wine with one hand and covering the mouth of the cherry with the other, she took a sip and then put down the wine glass. Zhang Jinghui gave Wang Budie a sweet look, "I just like to say things like this to make girls happy."
"This is what I mean,"
"I don't know how many people you've told your truth to. I don't believe it." Zhang Jinghui raised her lips in a rare way. She must have heard of a man's mouth that didn't tell the truth, with a hint of jealousy and playful teasing.
Whether they are a high-ranking queen or a strong woman in the workplace, first of all, they are all women, and they also need people's care and love. Maybe there are few people worthy of their love and it is difficult to find them, but in front of the people they like, they can only He would say that she is a weak woman, a helpless person who cannot open a drink bottle.
In the eyes of others, Zhang Jinghui is a person like heaven, out of reach of ordinary people. Her family status, appearance, and ability are all impeccable. It is as if God has treated her specially and given her countless advantages, not only Not only is it as beautiful as a vase, but it also has superhuman intelligence and impressive abilities.
For Zhang Jinghui, Wang Busui admired her from the bottom of his heart. Of course, his feelings for her were also the most real devotion. In his previous life, Wang Busui had little ability, average appearance, ordinary financial status, and had not been in contact with many women, so he also There is no chance for a scumbag. All you give to a woman's feelings are real, and you don't pay just to get a body. Getting a body is just the result, and giving love is the process.
"This is true, I only said it to you."
"Tch, I don't believe it. You never told your sister Leng."
Wang Busui was startled in his heart, and suddenly looked at Zhang Jinghui seriously.
Zhang Jinghui was startled by Wang Busheng's sudden move. Seeing Wang Busheng's serious look, Zhang Jinghui hurriedly explained, "Bushit, don't be angry. I'm just joking. Don't take it seriously. As long as I like you and you like me, that's enough. I nothing else needed".
Wang Bushi did not answer Zhang Jinghui's words, but looked into Zhang Jinghui's eyes and asked seriously, "Sister Jinghui, you won't ask the question of who should I save first when you and Sister Leng fall into the water at the same time, right?"
This is a question that has made many innocent handsome boys scratch their heads and scratch their heads and rack their brains and find it difficult to answer. This question is so serious that no king would like to see it when faced with the loss of his wife and concubine. It's not good for the whole family to get together and play mahjong. If one person is missing, the other person will be missing.
"Uh, ah, Sister Leng and I fell into the water together. Why did we fall into the water together?"
"The sky is unpredictable, and people are prone to misfortune and fortune. If you always walk by the river, there is nothing you can't do without falling into the river. Everything is possible."
"Well, okay, even if there is such a possibility, I don't need you to save me and Leng Bingbing if we fall into the river together. I can swim, and Sister Leng is a person in the world, so she can definitely swim. I think we can make it without your help. You can save yourself.”
"That's good, that's good. It's really important to master one more skill. If you can swim, you won't encounter that shameless problem." After patting his heart, Wang Busui finally felt relieved. He took a sip and then served Zhang Jinghui some vegetables, "Sister Jinghui, try some. I made these and I guarantee you will whet your appetite."
"Yeah." Zhang Jinghui was not polite. She picked up the loose meat and put it in her mouth. It was soft and the soup was flavorful. It really wasn't something made by her own chef.
"It's delicious, even better than the emperor's royal meal." Zhang Jinghui did not hesitate to affirm her man.
For those who spend men's money and eat men's food, it's okay if you don't give them a little more pocket money, but you still say bad words and keep burying them. Such lesbians need to be criticized. The number of words is less than 10,000, that's all. The attitude of acknowledging the mistake was not profound. It's really not a human thing to scold the cook after a full meal. Men also need praise and encouragement.
"If it tastes good, eat more of it. This fungus is also good. It's hard to buy in this season. There are also these green vegetables." It's like a student with good grades or a parent of a child who has found a good job. Thinking of showing off in front of outsiders. Wang Busi kept giving Zhang Jinghui what he thought was the best dish.
"Yeah." Zhang Jinghui fully accepted Wang Busheng's attentiveness. Zhang Jinghui did not have the habit of losing weight among women today. She had a huge workload every day and would be exhausted no matter how much she ate. Therefore, Zhang Jinghui never needed to go on a diet to stay in shape. She relied on Those female friends who use the so-called holy medicine to lose weight and maintain their figure should reflect on themselves. Working to lose weight is the most glorious thing.
"Try this seafood pimple soup again, it tastes so delicious."
"Hmm." After a bowl of soup, Zhang Jinghui was finally full. He wiped his mouth, looked at Wang Busheng with a smile, and said half-jokingly, "The food you cook is so delicious, why not come to my house and be a cook. You will be responsible for cooking for me every day, and I will hire you with a high salary of five thousand taels a month."
The wealthy family is so drunk and meaty that their bones are frozen to death. To hire a cook for 5,000 taels a month is a complete waste of money.
"Hee hee, cooking for your wife every day is what a man should do. As long as you are willing, I can do it for you for the rest of your life, for free." They say that to capture a man's heart, you must first capture his taste. I don’t know when this thing changed. It’s very simple to capture a man’s heart, as long as he is a woman. Faced with the current seriously imbalanced male-female ratio and the heavy pressure to marry a wife, how can a man have the right to choose? Now Being able to do housework and cook has become the first condition for women to choose a boyfriend. Of course, gay men who can't do it should not be discouraged. They can also make up for it in other ways, such as financial resources.
However, Wang Busheng will not have to worry about this. First of all, he has money to pay the bride price and hire servants. Moreover, he already has three wives-to-be. Today's women are not like those in the 21st century. , they live day and night, like the new and dislike the old, and will change their choices when faced with money. The three current wives are not short of money, and they are not superficial women who take off their clothes for money.
The world is ashamed of my dregs, so I smile back and be a good person, a good person who strives to make progress. Even if I don't have enough fame and fame, I still have the appropriate financial resources to keep my wife's heart unchanged.
People love to hear good things. The people in the story are the same as the people in our real life. Good advice is unpleasant to the ears but we don’t want to hear it. But sweet words fill our hearts with joy.
"I'm not only good at cooking, I also have other skills. Do you want to try it?" Wang Busheng had a mysterious smile on his lips.
"What's your skill?" Zhang Jinghui was intrigued by Wang Busui and looked at Wang Busheng curiously.
"Hee hee, I can also warm the bed. It will be warm in winter and cool in summer."
"I hate" I don't know if it's because of the stove, or because of the meal she just had, or because of Zhang Jinghui's shyness. Her cheeks are covered with blush, like overripe grapes, tempting everyone's appetite.
At this moment, Zhang Jinghui is so beautiful that it is indescribable. Because she has just eaten, there are some oil stains on the corners of her mouth. Zhang Jinghui is not an unreachable person in the sky, but a goddess in life. She is within reach and will not disappear when held in her hand. Firewood, rice, oil, and salt were everywhere, and the smell of fireworks was everywhere, and Wang Busui couldn't help but stare at it.
"Sister Jinghui, you are really beautiful."
Zhang Jinghui is even more shy. Of course, it is impossible for Zhang Jinghui to ask such embarrassing questions about who is more beautiful and who is more considerate between me and your ex-girlfriend.
The two people's lips pressed together uncontrollably, and then after a brief taste, Zhang Jinghui pushed Wang Busheng away and said arrogantly, "Okay, I can only kiss once a day from now on."
Wang Busheng's mouth still retains the delicious taste of seafood dumplings, but compared with Zhang Jinghui's red lips, any deliciousness cannot compare.
"Nice to have you"
"I will always be good to you."
Unconsciously, the two of them started spreading dog food again. It tasted delicious. Please forgive me if you are single.
I gently pulled the stove, and a puff of smoke came out, making a squeaking sound.
I used to love rainy days very much, a cup of tea and a cup of books, one day is a lifetime,
Nowadays, we no longer have the dreams we had when we were young. We are repeating what we have to do for a lifetime day by day.
Zhang Jinghui looked at Wang Busheng, who held Zhang Jinghui's shoulders tightly. The two of them spent their whole lives repeating the scene at this moment, which is not a kind of happiness, happiness that money can't buy.
Smelling the unique fragrance of Zhang Jinghui, Wang Busui felt that it was so unreal now. He was afraid that this was just a dream, a longer dream. When he woke up from the dream, everything returned to normal, without the person in his arms, without the current one. everything.
There are always too many contradictions in life. You long for freedom and freedom, but you have to be busy with life, and the people around you are not the ones you love.
There was once such a story. There was a proud disciple named Liao Deming under Zhu Xi. When he was young, Liao Deming had a dream. He dreamed that the emperor summoned him, and then he had his own famous tattoo in his sleeve. His official position was written on the famous tattoo, which was equivalent to Looking at his current work permit, Liao Deming saw the official name "Xuan Jiao Lang" on the badge. Xuan Jiao Lang was an official position, and then Liao Deming woke up.
Later, Liao Deming was really appointed as a missionary, but of course he was reluctant to take up the post immediately. Zhu Xi asked him why, and he told him this dream. It turned out that he was worried that his official position would no longer be promoted when he reached the missionary position, so he felt that this dream was not a good sign.
Zhu Xi was worthy of being a great Confucian. He laughed after hearing this: "People are different from objects. A pen is just a pen. It cannot be used as an inkstone. A sword is just a sword. It cannot be used as a piano player. No matter how long it lasts, their Functions will not change, dead things are dead things, their constitutions are like this, but people are different, people have thoughts, they can be brutal bandits in the morning, and they can become the great virtues Yao and Shun at night. When people's thoughts change, Everything can change, too,"
His hands planted green rice seedlings all over the sky, and when he lowered his head, he saw the sky in the water.
Only when the heart is pure can we follow the path, and retreat is actually forward.
Suffering comes from the heart, and happiness also comes from the heart.
