The sand sculpture attacked him and bound the male virtue system

Meng Zhou borrowed and lived in Qi Yinian's house as a tourist.

The old Qi Yinian is still very talkative, although he already has signs of a cold aura that will reject people thousands of miles away in the future, but because he is not deeply involved in the world, he still has great affection and goodwill towards the outside world.

He took Mengzhou in and allowed him to live in his home for fifteen days.

Qi Yinian's home is a tall bamboo building, the mountain is very damp, only the second floor can be lived in, Qi Yinian arranged Mengzhou in the room opposite him.

Standing by the window of the room, Meng Zhou looked out. There were layers of green trees on the green hills, and some misty white mist enveloping him. It was a serene scene like a paradise.

Qi Yinian lived with his grandfather in the countryside when he was young, and he didn't leave until he went to university. Qi Yinian had told Mengzhou before.

But apart from Qi Yinian, Mengzhou didn't see anyone else here.

Downstairs Qi Yinian was already making breakfast, Meng Zhou went down to help - to make his wife fall in love with him again, Meng Zhou thought about why his wife fell in love with him before.

In the end, I came to a conclusion because he is a perfect male man.

Then during these fifteen days, as long as he showed Qi Yinian his excellent male virtues, then he would be able to successfully abduct his wife to be her boyfriend.

The fire was lit here with an earthen stove, Qi Yinian was adding firewood in the smoky fire, his face was serene under the light of the fire.

Meng Zhou hurried over and said loudly, "I'm coming!"

Startled by the sound, Qi Yinian paused for a moment, and Meng Zhou took the stick from his hand. The latter turned his head and said to him seriously: "How can I let you do such a hard job?"

Meng Zhou threw a piece of wood into the stove with a whimper, still looking at Qi Yinian, "Of course I'm here to help you solve your problems."

Qi Yinian stood there blankly, probably because Meng Zhou exaggerated it, he didn't speak for a while.

After a while, Qi Yinian couldn't help but said, "That... I'll do it..."

Meng Zhou waved his hand and pushed Qi Yinian's arm away, "Of course I'm here. Our Meng family has had tutors since we were young. As a man, if he wants to marry a wife, he must be virtuous and take the initiative to take care of the housework. Like The dirty work of lighting a fire must be done on your own initiative."

Meng Zhou is like a male peacock with its tail open, quietly showing off its capital of courtship - male virtue in all directions.

However, someone who was courted by him didn't seem to appreciate it, "The fire is about to be extinguished by you."

Meng Zhou: "...?"

Meng Zhou looked up and saw that he had filled half of the stove with a solid wooden block the size of a fist. The fire that Qi Yinian had lit before was pressed to the bottom by the hard wood that was not easy to burn. Finally, Meng Zhou looked over His eyes suddenly went out.

Meng Zhou: "..."

Meng Zhou took a step back, and said obediently: "My wife is still here, and I will help you."

When Qi Yinian was a boy, he was startled when he heard this, and asked incredulously, "What did you call me?"

Meng Zhou said naturally: "Old—" When he saw Qi Yinian's Qing Lingling eyes, he bit his tongue violently, and warned himself three times in his heart, "He's an adult, I'm not committing a crime", before he said: "Brother, I called you brother, I just said it smoothly."

Qi Yinian: "..."

Qi Yinian glanced sideways at Meng Zhou, his eyes clearly revealing whether this person has any serious illness.

But Meng Zhou didn't receive this message, every cell in his body was shouting excitedly: "Junior Limited Edition Qi Yinian!"

Woohoo, his wife is really cute!

Looking at him this way is also cute!

Qi Yinian picked up the firewood thrown in by Mengzhou, and re-ignited the fire. Afterwards, Mengzhou didn't dare to intervene casually, so he handed a firewood and a bucket of water to the side, and Qi Yinian would take it even after he was stunned for a moment. .

Breakfast is white porridge cooked in an iron pot, with some green scallions sprinkled on it, which looks refreshing and delicious.

Meng Zhou and Qi Yinian were sitting opposite each other at the dining table. During this period, Meng Zhou wanted to talk to his wife and develop a relationship, but Qi Yinian's reaction was very distant, and he only responded with an "um" from time to time.

Meng Zhoushi drank the whole bowl of porridge without taste, and drank two more bowls - this was cooked for him by his wife.

After eating, Qi Yinian went back to his room upstairs, and Meng Zhou was turned away.Facing the green bamboo door, I don't know what I did wrong.

You obviously had a lot of enthusiasm for him before, didn't you?Why did it suddenly cool down.

Mengzhou couldn't understand it.

After being puzzled, I thought a lot, and finally came to a conclusion that seemed reliable.

It must be that he is not masculine enough!

How can you raise a wife if you can't even start a fire?

Meng Zhou found the root of the problem, learned from the pain, and ran downstairs to learn how to make a fire while his wife was in the room and didn't know what to do.

Qi Yinian was reading in his room. His admission letter had arrived, and the school would start in half a month. During this time, he learned some university knowledge by himself in advance.

He turned over a page of the textbook, and suddenly smelled a faint smell of smoke, as if something moist had been ignited.

Qi Yinian frowned, thought of something, immediately closed his textbook, ran downstairs, and saw Meng Zhou coughing loudly in the thick black smoke, the iron bucket at his feet fell on the ground, and the water was spread out .

Qi Yinian's heart was raised and then released.

Fortunately, fortunately, he didn't burn down his home.

In the black smoke, Meng Zhou looked at Qi Yinian with his smudged black face, only his eyes were white, and he said aggrievedly: "Old...brother, I was wrong..."

Qi Yinian: "..."

Qi Yinian cleaned up the mess that Meng Zhou messed up, while Zhou, the culprit, stood by at a loss.

It's over now, let alone chasing his wife, if he doesn't get kicked out, it's because of his wife's self-cultivation.

Fortunately, Qi Yinian didn't say anything about it in the end, but told Meng Zhou not to go near the kitchen in the future.

Meng Zhou looked at Qi Yinian frowning as he dealt with the mess.

His wife seems to think he is stupid.

It is clear that the future will not despise him.

Sure enough, puberty.

Meng Zhou thought consciously and understandingly.

Qi Yinian just told Meng Zhou not to enter the kitchen, which did not prevent Meng Zhou from being courteous in other matters.

In the morning, hand your wife a cup of warm boiled water with salt, wipe the table and set up dishes while your wife is cooking, and take the initiative to wash the dishes after eating; fan him while your wife is studying, and give him a hand while your wife is sleeping. swatting mosquitoes...

These days Mengzhou's actions Qi Yinian has seen all these, finally, he couldn't help but ask: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Holding the broom in his hand, Meng Zhou said shyly, "I want you to be my boyfriend."

Qi Yinian frowned, his face was tender when he was young, when he turned cold like this, he didn't have the oppressive feeling that made Meng Zhou frightened and immediately slipped to his knees, on the contrary, he was a bit childish and cute.

"I don't like you. I agreed to let you stay for fifteen days, and then you can leave."

Meng Zhou couldn't believe it, "How could you not like it?"

Qi Yinian asked back: "How can I like you?"

Meng Zhou took it for granted: "I sweep the floor, mop the floor, wash the dishes, wipe the table and chairs."

"I don't need a nanny," Qi Yinian interrupted Mengzhou, "I can do all of these by myself." After speaking, he turned and went back to the room, ignoring Mengzhou.

Meng Zhou leaned on the broom and stayed where he was at a loss.

Fortunately, the frustration didn't last long. After the Battle of Waterloo, Mengzhou decided to change his strategy - he couldn't impress his wife with actions before, so he could impress her with words.

After that, he tried every means to gain a sense of presence in front of his wife.

When Qi Yinian was studying in his room, Meng Zhou was reciting poems in the forest behind the building, his voice was so high that apes and birds mourned——

Wife, sky, earth; wife's brilliance, sun, moon; wife's jewelry, gold, silver; wife's property, house, field; wife's admonition, morning, evening; wife The appearance, the jade, the flowers; the husband is like a bee picking flowers, after picking a hundred flowers into honey, he will work hard for his wife and be sweet for his wife!

Snapped--

The window of Qi Yinian's room was slammed shut.

Meng Zhou: "..." He hasn't finished reading the poem yet.

Despite the setbacks, Meng Zhou did not give up.

In order to show his wife his high ideological and moral awareness, he never misses any opportunity to get close to her.

When Qi Yinian went up the mountain to cut bamboo shoots, Meng Zhou followed suit. He didn't know how to do it, and he didn't make trouble. He just watched and recited the Meng family rules to his wife:

"Listen to your wife, whatever your wife says is right;

You must obey your wife's orders, and everything your wife does is reasonable;

If you want to buy things for your wife, you have to satisfy everything your wife wants;

......"

A bamboo shoot that had been chopped off by the middle rolled down the hillside, Qi Yinian straightened up, and said coldly, "I'm going back."

Meng Zhou stopped his recitation program of family rules, peeked at a bamboo shoot lying alone in the bamboo basket, "Hey, is it enough?"

"Losing weight." Qi Yinian said coldly, put the bamboo basket on his back and walked down.

Meng Zhou quickly caught up, "Niannian, I'll help you carry it~" In order not to be forced to call him brother, Meng Zhou has been calling his wife by another nickname these days.

Qi Yinian's pace didn't stop at all, and he even walked faster.

When Qi Yinian went to wash clothes by the river, Meng Zhou discussed "Male Commandments" with him while soaking his feet upstream, "Boys' feet should not be shown to others casually."

Meng Zhou kicked the water with his foot, "I only showed my feet because there are only you and me here. I am very manly."

Qi Yinian picked up the clothes that had just been soaked in water, stood up, "It's finished."

"Huh?" Meng Zhou looked at his wife who turned around and left, wiggling her toes, "I haven't finished washing yet..."

When Qi Yinian was making fruit wine, Meng Zhou held a small glass beside him and smelled it, "A man with masculinity will quit smoking and drinking, unless his wife lets him drink it."

Meng Zhou looked at Qi Yinian who was washing the fruit, and asked expectantly, "Can I drink it?"

The veins in the corners of Qi Yinian's eyes twitched, his good self-cultivation still couldn't make him refuse directly, and the voice came out from between his teeth, "Whatever."

Meng Zhou got his wife's permission, and immediately stuck out his tongue happily to lick the fruit wine.

sweet.

Woohoo, his wife is really good at crafting.

He raised his head and drank the whole glass.

Blinked.Recall the taste.

Then it fell backwards with a snap.

Qi Yinian was startled by the sound, stopped what he was doing and looked back, only to see Meng Zhou lying on the ground.His face was flushed, as if he was drunk.

Qi Yinian: "..."

Meng Zhou fell asleep all day and all night.

After waking up, he did not give up his obsession with his wife, and continued to infiltrate Qi Yinian's daily life in every possible way.

When Qi Yinian cooks, he recites the family rules by the side; when Qi Yinian drinks water, he recites the family rules by the side; when Qi Yinian exercises in the morning, he praises the virtues of men by the side; …

Seven days later, Qi Yinian was tortured so much that he couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Don't you have your own independent personality?"

Meng Zhou: "!"

This is a sending proposition!

Meng Zhou thought about it for a while, and said tentatively: "All my personality is used to listen to my wife."

Qi Yinian turned around and slammed the door and left.

Meng Zhou thought that this time, his wife was annoyed by him like before, and would take care of him later, but Qi Yinian would shy away from him afterwards, almost as soon as Meng Zhou saw him, he slipped away.

Only then did Meng Zhou find out that his wife was hiding and he couldn't catch up at all.

hum.

Seeing that more than half of the fifteen days had passed, Meng Zhou felt that he could not sit still.

But what exactly should he do to make his wife like him?

Meng Zhou began to think carefully.

Why did his wife like him before?

It's not masculinity - he showed his masculinity to his wife these days, but his wife was indifferent, the thoughts in Mengzhou's mind gradually became clear, it wasn't masculinity, it was...

"Dong dong." There was a knock on the door.

Qi Yinian was lying on the bamboo bed, looking at the bright moon outside the window casting bamboo shadows on the window, elegant and beautiful.

"Dong dong." The knock on the door sounded again.

Qi Yinian frowned, then turned his head towards the door, "I'm asleep, what do you want to do?"

"I recommend the pillow seat."

"?"

In the dark, Qi Yinian suspected that he had heard wrong.

In the silence of the night, the bamboo door was pushed open with a crack.

Meng Zhou poked his head out from the crack of the dark door, "I do it seven times a night, and my skills are top-notch." There was a hint of pride that couldn't be suppressed in the obviously lowered voice.

Meng Zhou didn't say "I'm 17cm, the top size" this time. First, he was afraid that his wife would dislike him. His wife seems to have always disliked him. Second, through persistent exercise, he has passed the stage where he can only win by length.

Obviously technology is more important, okay?

Qi Yinian who was lying on the bed hadn't reacted to this kind of thing suddenly, he didn't know much about the world, so he didn't know there were such brazen people in this world.

Just before he knew what to do, there was a rustling sound outside the door, as if something had crawled in.

Qi Yinian: "..."

Qi Yinian's face darkened.

After half an hour.

Meng Zhou was thrown out of the small bamboo building with his person and bag.

Qi Yinian pointed to the bag thrown on the ground, "Your things are here, let's go."

Meng Zhou blinked blankly, "Where am I going?"

Qi Yinian was unmoved: "Just go wherever your home is."

Meng Zhou lowered his head, "Wherever you are is my home."

A soft heart is Qi Yinian's biggest weakness. Qi Yinian as an adult can't stand Mengzhou being soft and coquettish to him, let alone Qi Yinian when he was a teenager. , as if the one who did something wrong was not him but Qi Yinian.

The young Qi Yinian pursed his lips, but still didn't say anything, the incident just now was simply beyond his understanding.

Mengzhou sincerely apologized: "Niannian, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I didn't do that on purpose, I thought you liked it."

After Qi Yinian heard the first half of the sentence, he still wanted to let him stay for fifteen days, and then he had to go to the university to report and leave. It was good to ignore the other party during the period, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, "I thought you liked it" Completely put out this idea.

What does he like!

Does he seem so dissatisfied?

Qi Yinian was furious, ignored Meng Zhou's call behind him, turned around and boarded the bamboo building, and closed the door tightly.

Qi Yinian was still thinking about this irritating matter when he was lying on the bamboo bed, and he tossed and turned without falling asleep for a long time.

In the middle of the night, it began to rain in the forest, and the raindrops hit the leaves, branches, and roofs, forming a continuous and noisy sound, which was quiet but continued.

Qi Yinian thought in his sleepiness, did Meng Zhou go home at this time?

The author has something to say: I was frightened by metamorphosis every year when I was a teenager (bushi