[Cun Grass] My wife has a big brain

1.

Yi Congyao devoted himself to writing with great enthusiasm.

Since Yun Wanggui is the protagonist, the observation of Yun Wanggui is naturally indispensable.

When Yun Wanggui practiced his sword, she watched him move smoothly; when Yun Wanggui ate, she held his chin on the opposite side to watch him feast, and brought him food from time to time. When Yun Wanggui toured the village, she followed behind to watch him insist on " The "village tyrant" is set up to teach those unscrupulous elements who destroy the village's appearance and style.

I hadn't noticed in the past that Yi Congyao has a very sweet appearance. When he smiles, he has pear dimples on his cheeks and bright almond eyes. Whenever he sees his "village tyrant" with a majestic upper body, he always snickers behind him.

Yun Wanggui thought to himself, if his wife likes to watch it, let her watch it generously, and he came here for her, although it is a bit shameful to play "village tyrant" often.

Under such intensive observation, Yi Congyao was very prolific. In just a few years, he wrote a series of rivers and lakes stories such as "This Young Hero Is a Bit of Two", "The Young Hero Is an Arsonist", "Today the Young Hero is also Role Playing" and so on. , refreshing, neat, witty and interesting, it can be regarded as a clear stream in the world of martial arts novels full of such heavy-colored and over-flavoured martial arts novels as Dongling Doesn't Smile, and Baling Doesn't Hang a Sword, and it unexpectedly and quickly became popular.

Yi Congyao took the manuscript fee bill sent by the publishing house, and suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

"It's a good thing to be popular," Yun Wanggui leaned beside her, and said with a smile, "If you get rewarded, you will have the motivation to continue creating."

Yi Congyao stretched out her hand to block the sample booklet in a panic, her face flushed slightly: "You...you know everything."

"I know, what's the point of this." Yun Wanggui had a skinny personality since he was a child, and he didn't think it was a big deal for him to be the protagonist of Jianghu Hongwen: "Thank you for letting me enjoy being the protagonist."

After being exposed the little secret of using him as a prototype to write a fanfic, Yi Congyao hesitated for a while, and then began to confide in her distress: staying in one place all day, a little bit of inspiration, and not knowing how to write the next book.

"Is that so?" Yun Wanggui tilted his head and thought for a while, "If I take you for a walk in the rivers and lakes, wouldn't the inspiration come?"

"Is it possible?" Yi Congyao's eyes lit up, looking forward to it, but then his eyes dimmed again: "...Let's forget it."

"You don't want to see it?" Yun Wanggui thought she was afraid of the turmoil in the Jianghu, so he hurriedly patted his chest to make sure: "Don't worry, with my young hero Yun escorting you, even if you enter the Jianghu, I will protect you well."

Yi Congyao wavered a bit, but still shook his head and refused, with an unconcealable disappointment in his tone: "I... I have a bad heart, maybe I will get sick and hurt you at any time."

"You're overthinking." Yun Wanggui had an idea: "Actually, I have long wanted to leave this place. There are no good doctors in this place. Why don't I take you to find another famous doctor to treat your heart disease properly."

"Take...me? You, want to take me to seek medical treatment?" Yi Congyao looked up at him in surprise, thoughtful but worried about something, tentatively asked: "Why?"

...can't drag on any longer.

Yun Wanggui stated his purpose without hesitation: "Because you are my future wife, isn't it natural to take care of my wife?"

"Yun Wanggui, don't be joking."

After Yi Congyao was stunned for a moment, he got up and pushed him away, ready to leave.

"I'm not kidding you."

Yun Wanggui hurriedly followed.

"You talk to anyone so casually. I'm too lazy to argue with you for the sake of friends. Don't mention it again."

Yi Congyao glared at him angrily and continued walking.

"I don't have..." Yun Wanggui was about to refute, but suddenly remembered that he was talking more casually with the girl, and his master had reminded him many times in the past.

……Uh.

Is this shooting yourself in the foot?

Seeing that Yi Congyao had already walked to the door and was about to open the door to see off the guests, Yun Wanggui rushed up with a jerk, closed the door, and gave Yi Congyao a wall thump.

"It's usually my words that are careless." He stared straight into Yi Congyao's eyes: "But I'm not a frivolous person, you should always be able to see that."

"...is your current behavior considered frivolous?"

Confined between his arms, Yi Congyao turned his head uncomfortably.

"I'll leave it to you after I've finished speaking." Yun Wanggui seized the opportunity to strike while the iron was hot: "Before coming here, the elders in the family said that we need to bring my wife back. There are many elders in the family, so I dare not refuse."

"Then you don't need to find someone to deal with the errands." Yi Congyao flattened her mouth: "There are many girls out there who are willing to be your wife, and what they do to provoke me."

Yun Wanggui seemed to hear the sourness in her tone, but he was overjoyed and softened his tone: "I'm not just looking for someone, I'm looking for you...I'm here for you."

I am here for you, just as you were here for me.

Yi Congyao suddenly raised his head, staring at him with big almond eyes, still in disbelief: "You didn't listen to some fortune teller's nonsense, did you?"

"No." Yun Wanggui boldly stretched out his hand to hold her hand: "Cong Yao, I'm serious."

Yi Congyao struggled twice but failed to break free, Yun Wanggui simply hugged her lightly: "In the future, outside, I will show that I have a middle-income family at home, so that no one will misunderstand me again."

Yi Congyao was silent for a moment, and suddenly some strength came from nowhere and pushed him away, opened the door and pushed him out, slammed the door panel with a "bang", and shouted moodily: "If you keep talking nonsense, next time In this book, I will write you as a flower picker!"

"Cong Yao!" Yun Wanggui explained while knocking on the door, "I really didn't mean to tease you!"

A few bandit boys secretly hid by and made sarcastic remarks.

"Ha, Boss, my sister-in-law will hate you for making you talk nonsense."

"A man who is talkative is not good."

"Women should abide by women's morals, and men should also practice masculinity."

"Hey, when did you start talking about male virtue?"

"That's not what my big female worm said..."

Yun Wanggui looked at his younger brothers suspiciously: "Have you said enough?"

"...Boss, we were wrong!!!"

2.

After some "cross-examination", Yun Wanggui learned that the bandit boys didn't come to eavesdrop on purpose, but came to report the current situation of Longhumen.

It is said that Longhumen fell into a slump after being violently beaten by Yun Wanggui. In addition, the doormen leaked their words, and everyone from all over the world knew that they were the mastermind behind the secret raising of bandits in the past. Kou.

"Do you know where they went?"

"There is a mountain range hundreds of miles away. The conditions are much worse than ours, but there are many cottages there, and it is really a den of bandits."

"Bandit den... um..."

Yun Wanggui was a little worried that the Dragon and Tiger Clan would collude with other bandits and come back for revenge after falling into the grass, so he asked the younger brothers to keep an eye on the family and investigate the situation by himself.

When he arrived at the place called "Ghost Mountain", he saw the bandits fleeing in all directions.

"There are masters, there are masters, brothers, run, this place can't stay any longer!"

Yun Wanggui couldn't help being curious about who the expert was here to suppress the bandits, and he searched all the way to find the temporary stronghold of that "expert", and both of them were startled when they saw each other.

"It's you?"

"Hey, brother, do you know someone?"

A young Confucian looked at Yun Wanggui curiously.

Mo Qingchi said concisely: "It's from the same family."

"Shengsi, we meet again after a long absence, and you are so cold." Yun Wanggui waved his hand to greet the young man: "I am Yun Wanggui, Shengsi's classmate and colleague. What's your name?"

"So it's my elder brother's old friend... I'm in Yuan Cangming."

"Well, hello, Cangming." Yun Wanggui slid to Mo Qingchi's side: "You mean, Shengsi, why are you here? Are there any clues here?"

"I have the same doubts about you."

"Ha, I'm sorry, I found Cong Yao."

"Oh? That's a coincidence."

"You haven't answered my question yet," Yun Wanggui reminded, "You didn't come out with a mission, why are you here?"

"It's hard to say." In front of Yuan Cangming, Mo Qingchi didn't want to reveal too much, and instead asked Yun Wanggui: "How is your Madam?"

"I don't have any memories of the past... It's hard to describe." Yun Wanggui thought for a while, and said, "You are here to suppress bandits, do you intend to stay here for a while?"

"There is still an old friend's entrustment." Mo Qingchi hinted secretly, Yun Wanggui glanced at Yuan Cangming, guessed in his heart, nodded and said: "In that case, I will bring my wife here, Sheng Si must not refuse Refuse."

"If you don't think the mountains and rivers here are evil, you can do whatever you want."

"Ha, I'm leaving now, see you later."

Yun Wanggui hurried back to his "cottage" and knocked lightly on the door of Yi Congyao's room: "Congyao...Miss Yi, I have a friend who is suppressing bandits nearby. After the banditry is rectified, I plan to stay for a long time. You want to go there." Do you want to see it?"

Yi Congyao raised the window to reveal half of his face: "Suppress the bandits?"

"His actions to suppress bandits are much better than mine. You might as well go and have a look. It's right to accumulate material."

"Is he going to live long after the bandits are suppressed? What does he want to do?" Yi Congyao asked curiously, "Does he want targeted poverty alleviation?"

Yun Wanggui: "..."

Good guy, "targeted poverty alleviation" is such a familiar term, I don't know when my wife will think of Yun Guier and Erya in Liujia Village.

3.

Yi Congyao thought about it, and followed Yun Wang back to Ghost Mountain.

The banditry had just been quelled, Yuan Cangming was busy appeasing the people and building a school, Yi Congyao followed curiously to watch the fun; Mo Qingchi and Yun Wanggui talked about their experiences in recent years at the temporary base.

"It turns out that so many things happened to you in Wanzheng." Yun Wanggui said with emotion, "Wanzheng's Confucianism is really deep...so Yuan Cangming is one of the orphans of Yijiao? You take him away privately, that Teacher Ying Didn't bother you?"

"I'm free, and he can't control me." Mo Qingchi brewed tea slowly: "My Madam, I seem to be in good health now. Although I have no memory, it's a good thing to be able to get rid of control."

"I hope that's true." Yun Wanggui looked at the sky with rare worry: "I was not sure that I was not in a dream until I met you. But that person... really exists"

"The other party's actions and thoughts are hard to guess, and now we can only take one step at a time." Mo Qingchi pondered and said, "I have sent a letter to our sect to inform the situation, and Yulijing intends to ask Sui Wuyuan to come to help."

"How can you arrange it for no reason? Is it related to Mr. Fei?"

"Youdu is an outpost of Youjie, Fa Ruzun said that the Ghost Qi Lord was the former military commander of Youjie... Maybe he can find out some information."

"Alright, since the case of the holy sword has been solved, there is no need to stay in the door for no reason. It is more comfortable to follow you." Yun Wanggui suddenly remembered Wudu's half-brother, and asked casually: "What about the harvest?"

"The suspicion has not yet been cleared, and he has been sent to Jianru's venerable driver to take care of him."

"Oh, our master's calculations are really good. I will leave it to you for no reason, and hand over the gains to Jianru. It will not only prevent others from talking, but also make the two brothers feel safe and comfortable. Kill three birds with one stone."

"That's why he is qualified for the post of director."

After boasting about the talents of his old classmates, Yuan Cangming ran back excitedly.

"Boss, I discovered a talent today, ha, you must not know how smart she is..."

Seeing that Yuan Cangming had something to talk to Mo Qingchi, Yun Wanggui stood up and said goodbye: "Cangming, where is my wife?"

"The Madam has gone..."

Yun Wanggui found the door of a farmer's household according to what Yuan Cangming said, just as Yi Congyao was saying goodbye to the farmer's daughter Yiyi.

"He Miao, I'll come see you tomorrow. If you need help, just ask!"

"Don't worry, I will disturb you often!"

Yun Wanggui looked at Yi Congyao who was full of excitement, "How did you meet that little girl?"

"Well... secret, secret." Yi Congyao still had a happy expression on his face.

"Okay." Yun Wanggui didn't worry about this question: "What's for dinner? The conditions here are no better than before. If I go out and buy some ingredients and come back..."

"No need," Yi Congyao waved his hands, and leaned over mysteriously, his eyes sparkling obviously in a good mood: "Yun Wanggui, do you eat crayfish?"

...So half an hour later, Yun Wanggui took a basket of crayfish he had just caught and handed it to Yi Congyao for disposal.

"He Miao is right, there are really a lot of crayfish in that pond!" Yi Congyao cleaned the crayfish, and started cooking with great interest, while frying and humming a ditty: "When I see my fellow, my eyes are full of tears~~~ ~"

Not long after, a large bowl of Garlic and Mala was made, and the two were very satisfied.

A few days later, Xi Wuyuan brought Tiao Ling and Feng Ruzun to this place with special pills, and the girl named "He Miao" was also taken by Yuan Cangming as a key training object.

The poverty alleviation campaign in Guishan was carried out vigorously.

After taking Fengru's medicine, Yi Congyao's heart disease improved greatly, and she went to watch and help the poor every day with enthusiasm. One day at dinner, she clenched her fists in front of Yun Wanggui with great ambition: "It's decided! The next book will be Write "Ghost Mountain Escape from Poverty"!"

Yun Wanggui subconsciously asked, "Is the protagonist still me?"

Unexpectedly, Yi Congyao just glanced at him, shook his head and said with a smile: "The protagonist is He Miao! He Miao is great! Targeted poverty alleviation is great!"

Yun Wanggui: "..."

...Well, my wife stopped writing about me, and I feel a little disappointed.

4.

After a few years, the living standards of the people in Guishan reached the basic level of food and clothing. Mo Qingchi wrote "Wenyi Jingwei" as the new place name in his own handwriting.

Yuan Cangming entertained guests and set up a table, which is said to celebrate the victory of the first stage of poverty alleviation.

Yi Congyao and the little girl named He Miao were drunk at the same time, and while drunk, they hugged each other and muttered about "running education to get rid of poverty", "to get rich, first build roads" and so on.

Yun Wanggui stared at Mo Qingchi, trying hard to hold back a smile.

He and Mo Qingchi had seen these things in dreams a long time ago, but they didn't expect that someone would actually do this in reality.

Yi Congyao was already so drunk, He Miao was still tugging on Mo Qingchi's sleeve to talk about his plans for the next 15 years——

"Let me tell you, Shengsi, that it is not enough to only study Confucianism. I also want to study engineering and agriculture to develop in an all-round way."

"Shengsi, the existing rice varieties are too poor and must be improved, at least [-] catties per mu."

"Shengsi, you are so handsome, why don't you advertise for Wenyi Jingwei, and sell local products, the effect will be very good! There are Erye and Sui Wudu, you can come together too!"

……

It was rare for Yun Wanggui to see Mo Qingchi being so patient with others, and he didn't push him away after being dragged and talked for a long time. He felt as if he had eaten a big melon, and he carried Yi Congyao home contentedly.

The drunk Yi Congyao clung to him limply like a cat, and refused to get off the bed no matter what.

"Cong Yao, you're drunk, can you go to bed and rest?"

"You sleep with me, and I will sleep."

Yi Congyao hiccupped, hung his hands around his neck and said with a smile.

Yun Wanggui took a deep breath: "Cong Yao, you haven't agreed to marry me yet, have you forgotten?"

"Is it necessary to get married to sleep together?" Yi Congyao blushed, and tilted her head in confusion: "How can an arsonist be so masculine?"

Yun Wanggui was speechless: "...you are drunk, go to bed quickly."

"You sleep with me."

Yun Wanggui: "..."

Sleeping with a wife who is drunk and has amnesia is considered XX within marriage?

Yun Wanggui recalled the legal columns he had seen in his dream, and regrettably found that there was no such knowledge promotion.

And Yi Congyao's hand has already touched his abdominal muscles.

...If you hesitate any longer, you are not a man!

5.

In the early morning, the pheasant crows, waking people up from their deep sleep.

Yun Wanggui put his arms around Yi Congyao's waist, lying still.

Not long after, the person in his arms rubbed against each other, and slowly opened his eyes.

First stunned, then surprised, and finally shocked.

"Cloud... Yun forgets to return?!"

"Good morning, ma'am."

Yun Wanggui smiled so much that he showed a row of big white teeth.

Yi Congyao grabbed a corner of the quilt and leaned towards the inner corner of the bed in great horror: "You, you, me, me, me..."

"Sorry, I'm rude. Clean it up, I will take you back to the sect to report to Master, and complete the wedding... Cong Yao?"

Seeing that she was abnormally frightened, Yun Wanggui leaned over subconsciously, but saw that she snatched a whole quilt to cover herself, and a small voice came out from under the quilt: "I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming...I think Shit... I'm stunned when I write a fan..."

"Cong Yao!" Yun Wanggui tried to pull the quilt away, and the two of them pulled each other. After all, they were mortals and martial arts practitioners. There was a huge difference in strength, and the quilt was finally pulled away by Yun Wanggui, and the two met again sincerely.

"Your heart is not good, don't hold your breath." Yun Wanggui took Yi Congyao's clothes and put them on her, and he also took the clothes by himself, and said while wearing them: "You are drunk, it is my fault, get married earlier Well, you shouldn't reject me this time."

Yi Congyao wrinkled his small face and shrunk into a ball, staring at him suspiciously: "Are you Yun Wanggui? Are you really Yun Wanggui?"

"If it's a fake replacement."

Yi Congyao was about to say something, but suddenly countless memories came to her mind, about her death, about the game of the gods, about the countless dreams she wove...

"Ah...ah..."

Holding her head in severe pain, the divine power to maintain her body began to become unstable, and her spirit gradually became lax.

"Cong Yao! What's wrong with you?"

Yi Congyao looked at Yun Wanggui in disbelief. The fragmented truth and memories had all returned and become coherent one by one. She couldn't help reaching out to caress Yun Wanggui's face: "Yun... Wanggui..."

Uncontrollable tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

This is a dream, not a dream.

The mood is unstable, no matter how difficult it is to maintain, the divine power of the body explodes——

When Yun Wanggui returned to his senses, a dream that hadn't appeared for many years had already been woven.

There is a square in front of you. There are a lot of people in the square. There is a rostrum in the middle, and countless cameras focus on the rostrum.

A huge background banner was displayed on the rostrum, and the inscription "Poverty Alleviation Commendation Conference" was written.

Yi Congyao seemed to be the host, and at the moment he was introducing the leaders and guests present, Yun Wanggui heard the name "Ying Wuqian".

"Next, we invite Ying Wuqian, the county magistrate, to present a certificate to Wen Yi Jingwei, a demonstration township for poverty alleviation!"

Head of Confucianism = county magistrate?

Yun Wanggui was thinking out of tune, Wenyi Jingwei is a township, what kind of standard will the Defeng Ancient Road be?Can the head of their family become a governor?

He looked around, but he didn't see Mo Qingchi, it was He Miao who came to the stage to accept the award.

After the awards were presented, He Miao wore a big red flower on his chest and made a typical speech with a trophy in his hand——Yun Wanggui thought with aversion, if Mo Qingchi came on stage in person, he really couldn't accept the image of him wearing a red flower on his chest.

After He Miao finished his speech, "County Chief" Ying Wuqian made a summary, and saw him with a serious face: "The biggest inspiration from Wen Yi Jingwei's poverty alleviation experience is that as long as we have firm beliefs and care about the people, all difficulties and setbacks will be solved. younger brother!"

Yun Wanggui: "..."

Teacher Ying, I'm afraid that you will die after you wake up, really.