On June 15th, what was a protected animal like the giant panda a week ago immediately became a three-pest species.
At least that's what Feng Wuli is.
Before the college entrance examination, Wang Xilou regarded him as a treasure, holding it in his hands for fear of falling, and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting away. Now after taking the exam, Feng Wuli clearly felt that this woman was becoming more and more displeased with him.
Even if he did nothing or said nothing, he would still be scolded by an angry middle-aged woman. For example, right now, he was just watching TV and playing with his mobile phone, and he was scolded in a heinous manner.
She obviously does this often.
This person simply couldn't stand how leisurely he was.
Feng Wuli usually didn't dare to talk back, but he had already been thinking about all kinds of disrespectful behaviors towards Master, such as pressing her on the sofa and spanking her, putting her slippers on a high place, putting paper charms on her forehead and then Put it aside and watch how she scolds herself.
"What's your look? You're still not convinced, are you?"
He shook his head obediently: "No, no."
Wang Xilou gave him a fierce look and walked over with a mop, "Pull your legs up, do you want me to help you, young master?"
Feng Wuli immediately put his legs on the sofa and sat down.
The weather is hot and the zombies are very angry. Feng Wuli can't stand it anymore. Next time you yell at him, see if he will get used to it.
Wang Xilou always had work to do. She couldn't stop. She had to mop the floor twice a day, once during the day and once at night. Now that she had finished mopping the floor, she planned to take the quilt cover downstairs to dry, and after a while she would hand-wash the family's clothes. Underwear.
Feng Wuli watched her grabbing his pants and passing in front of the TV, and couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.
He is such a big man, yet he actually lets Master wash his underwear.
But it's just shame.
When she finally took a break, it was already more than an hour later. The weather was hot. Wang Xilou was wearing cool clothes. The vest on his body was wet with sweat. There was even thin beads of sweat on the back of his neck, and a few strands of hair Stick to forehead.
"Come over here, it's getting hot."
Feng Wuli took out a few tissues to wipe her sweat. Wang Xilou sat directly in front of the fan, pulled down his collar, and let the wind in.
He coughed: "Pay attention to your image."
Wang Xilou looked puzzled: "Why are you so serious now?"
"What is prudery?"
"There's something wrong."
Wang Xilou ignored him, holding the fan and blowing on it. All the heat in her body faded away, and she narrowed her eyes like a kitten.
"I'm going to start the second stage of practice."
"Huh? Oh, you go ahead."
The weather is particularly hot today, and the summer time seems to be scorching for a long time. The sound of cicadas outside the balcony is mixed with the roar of the air conditioner outside. The sun's rays turn into ambiguous orange light through the curtains on the balcony. The clear breeze occasionally disturbs the curtains, but a little It can't be blown in either.
The wind is fake and the heat is real.
Feng Wuli suggested that they also install an air conditioner in the living room.
She was rejected by Wang Xilou. She said that she was almost moving and why would she install an air conditioner?
He was even more emotional, looking at the long summer outside the balcony, the place where he spent his childhood.
Wang Xilou said that he had lived here for a few years, and she had lived here for more than five hundred years.
She was so hot that she took off her little clothes and threw them out without caring about her appearance. She smiled at Feng Wuli, stretched out her legs and put them into his arms. Her cute toes moved around: "Knead your legs for Master, worn out."
By the next day, Wang Xilou had already reached the second stage of her practice.
The specific performance is.
She became lazy.
He can sit but not stand, he can lie down but not sit. His whole figure seems to have no bones.
She didn't lie down to sleep, she simply didn't want to move. At first, Feng Wuli accused her of being lazy, saying that she didn't make meals or wash clothes. She would still struggle to get up, and driven by strong willpower, she went to put away the meals. I did it and washed the clothes.
Now, she didn't even bother to refute.
Wanwan went out to play for a while and ran back to fetch water from her big kettle. When she saw Wang Xilou lying on the sofa with a peaceful face, she came over with curiosity on her face: "Wang Xilou, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm practicing."
"Are you practicing?" Wanwan tilted her head.
"Yes."
"But you've been lying here for a long time."
"This is how human cultivation is."
Wanwan hesitated and said, "But aren't you a zombie?"
She felt very tired just from saying a few words to Wanwan, so she still managed to hold on and said, "Now I am considered a human being for the time being..."
Suddenly, someone called her from down the old street. They were some sisters from the old street. After calling several times, Wang Xilou had to get up.
Came to play mahjong with her.
However, she is now exhausted.
When Feng Wuli came back from playing ball with others, he found that the incense and candle shop was closed, but Wang Xilou was sitting at the front desk.
"What are you doing sitting here?"
"Aunt Ma came to see Master to play mahjong..."
"Then what?"
"Hurry and carry Master up."
It turned out that he was too lazy to go upstairs after coming down. Feng Wuli felt that the zombie was dead, so he walked over to the princess and picked it up, then went upstairs and threw it on the sofa. After throwing it, he had to turn the salted fish over.
"How many days will it take you to practice this?"
"A few days."
"Then you're eating takeout again tonight?"
Wang Xilou looked at him with innocent eyes and began to act shamelessly cute. Feng Wuli squatted over and played with her face. In the past, such disrespectful behavior would definitely be stopped and severely prosecuted. Now This zombie is left to be played with.
Too lazy to even resist.
When Feng Wuli finished taking a shower, sweated and came out shirtless, Xianyu on the sofa stared at him fiercely.
It made him feel embarrassed.
"Female gangster."
"Young man, you've had a good workout." She stretched out her hands and let Feng Wuli hold her up and sit up.
Maybe it will rain heavily. Today there is a strong wind, which blows endlessly. The long wind blows across the street and it is extremely cool. Feng Wuli moved two chairs and placed Master on a chair on the balcony before sunset. He sat next to her.
"Why are you going to play ball when the weather is so hot?"
"My high school classmates called me, they have programs every day after the exam."
"You should go out and play more." Wang Xilou felt that he was so young and should act like a young man, but she always felt that there was an air of old age in this man, and Wang Xilou was afraid that he was infected by her.
"And you?"
"What am I?"
"Don't you find it boring if you repeat the same life every day?" Feng Wuli seemed to have never seen Wang Xilou tired or stopped. When he thought about how she had lived like this for five hundred years, he became confused. I feel like I am suffocating.
He suddenly asked: "What do you think the meaning of life is?"
Wang Xilou was confused.
What strange questions did this man just ask?
Suddenly there was a strong gust of wind.
The clothes on the balcony were blown away.
Both master and apprentice were very comfortable.
She didn't think about the meaning of life for a while, then after blowing the gust of wind, she said: "Please help Master scratch your itch."
"Where does it itch?"
"Left butt."
"You're so lazy."
"hey-hey."
She said: "You live just to tickle Master."
