For a while, Xie Han stayed at home all day long, chasing romance TV series, or curled up on the sofa, or lying on his side on the recliner, or cross-legged on the round stool, watching the harem concubines compete for wind and jealousy, dumbfounded and smirked at the palace maids competing for favor and humiliation, and watching the prince fight for power and profit. He drinks wine in his left hand, smokes cigarettes in his right hand, eats vegetables while watching, drinks, smokes, leisurely, leisurely, at ease, from early morning to midnight, from CCTV to satellite TV, from TV to computer, like an idle housewife, chasing the first, chasing the hit, chasing the update, and never getting tired of it. In his eyes, his mouth can't be idle, and he has to point out that this son is disobedient and unfilial like an old woman, point out that daughter-in-law is a loser and unvirtuous, comment on the characters, speculate and assume the plot, chatter at the screen, talk to himself like a neurotic, and take the people and things around him to sit down, saying that Xiao Lin is like Xiaozhuang, saying that Yuan Qiuhua is like Wang Xifeng, saying that the palace magpie is like Dou Yifang, saying that Ma Huilan is Aunt Zhao, and saying that Sun Yue'e is like Lu Pheasant. At the dinner table, he muttered that he would marry Imperial Doctor Wen if he married, and he would marry Gray Taro if he married, which meant that he boasted that he was both like Imperial Doctor Wen and Jia Lian, both of whom were in love, both of whom were romantic, and of warmth, both obsessed with their lovers and unsympathetic to their wives.

Romance dramas, only about feelings, not anything else, whether it is rebirth against the sky, court crossing, supernatural martial arts, or Xiuzhen fairy sword, mystery and demon suspense, historical romance, it does not involve the moral upbringing of life, the ethical constraints of words and deeds, the legal responsibility of doing things, it is not a triangular perverted love of drunken life and dreams, or the misunderstanding and misunderstanding of the wrong marriage of the four corners, not the seventh-generation marriage that is separated by yin and yang, or the life and death of the family enemy and the family, if you don't accidentally lose your memory, you will suffer from terminal illness, if you don't disappear, you will meet and not know each other, all kinds of bizarre coincidences, joys and sorrows, sorrows and sorrows, all kinds of grievances and hatreds, and the grievances and grievances of the family are entangled, but everything is not separated from its origin, and the man wants the prodigal son to turn back, the woman must be loyal, repentant and forgive, reconciled as before, and the ending is happy for all.

In short, the love and hatred of children are isolated from the great changes of the times, and have nothing to do with the complicated social contradictions, only pay attention to the changes in the sweetheart's baht, laugh and scold and make emotions, and fight the civil war with jealousy. It's nothing more than the infighting in the house, the wife and concubine fight, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law hate, the brother's grudge, the two ears don't listen to the things outside the window, housework, grievances, revenge, naturally there is no heroism, the quality of the master, the ideal of saving the world, and the gains and losses of pediatrics, one thing, one room, one man, one freak in a lifetime.

Popular romance drama, catering to the public's interest, the text is not very profound, the words are not very poor, the characters are not very bad, and the plot is ups and downs, the progress is twists and turns, the description is concise and bright, and vivid and lively, the story is very attractive, creating a group of unchanging infatuated men and women, the view is thrilling, unstoppable, and it has become a trend. If it weren't for morality, or law and discipline, or the constraints of money, men would dream of possessing countless women, just like the emperors of the feudal dynasty, enjoying the beauties of the three palaces, dominating the red powder of the six courtyards, and touring Kyushu, picking flowers and removing willows among the people, and playing with phoenixes and grass. Regardless of the height of the family, the noble and low, the wise and the foolish, the beautiful and ugly, the old and the young, the women all have the dream of mandarin ducks and butterflies, and what they dream of is that they are three thousand pets gathered together, fantasizing about men coming in the flowers, not touching the body, ** not empathy, temptation does not change their hearts, power does not change loyalty, has a soft spot, and only loves her. The most beautiful dream is just to meet the heir to the throne by chance, respect her like a guest, compose the highest romantic history together, give her the greatest pride and satisfaction in the world, do not love the country and love the beauty, for her willing to wait in the ice and snow, in the barren mountains and villages, accompany her to the wilderness, watch the sunset with the old man, guard her life to grow old, and enjoy the joy of the family with her children and grandchildren.

Stay away from society, self-appreciation, don't talk about state affairs, only talk about the wind and moon, escape from reality, don't talk about responsibility, only talk about love, in a word, write not about human affairs, act not about people in the world, don't watch normal people, are sleepwalking in the clouds, are smoking ** opium, are self-anesthetized. Whether it is the emperor's harem, the love of troubled times, or the Republic of China family, talented and beautiful women, or anti-Japanese myths, and legends of the rivers and lakes, it is just a mainland copy of Hong Kong and Taiwan dramas. Xie Han is semi-illiterate, a frog at the bottom of the well, he stays in front of the screen and looks at the flowers, not understanding the truth, but he thinks he is enlightened, and he chatters like a fly, making noise, noisy, noisy, annoying.

In the Internet era, the wireless world, the rise of e-commerce, the emergence of many characters, TV sets have been abandoned by the mainstream society, and most of the people who squat on TV sets to chase dramas are those who have fallen behind or are about to be eliminated. Poor Xie Han has been reduced to the likes of housewives, but he holds his own man, regards himself as a husband, looks at heroes, calls himself a hero, looks at Renjun, describes himself as a virtuous person, looks at a talented man, thinks of a beautiful woman, looks at a general, thinks of a virtuous wife, looks at a handsome guy, misses a beautiful woman, looks at Kuo Shao, dreams of a model, and dreams of the emperor of a villager and a townsman all day long.

Xie Han, who was born in a mud-walled tile house, Xie Han, a farmer who can't farm, Xie Han, a bricklayer who is not skilled in learning, Xie Han, who eats, drinks, prostitutes, and gambles, the people around him, all of them are commoners, and the people he knows are ordinary, and they are even compared with celebrities in literature and history? Xie Han has too little reading, too poor cultural education, too shallow knowledge reserves, and he is too lazy to talk to him, Yuan Qiuhua couldn't cry or laugh when he heard it, he was too lazy to talk, let him play freely, substitute for the imagination, she put on headphones, and worked by herself. But the family who ate and drank together, looked up and saw it, opened the door to face, after all, the obstacle was like a shadow, and the sound lingered, Yuan Qiuhua was blinded by his nonsense, and was upset, so he specially borrowed a bunch of historical materials, patiently explained his doubts, and asked him to read and help enlighten.

Helplessly, Xie Han doesn't like to study, his heart can't be calm at all, his butt is like sitting on the tip of a needle, reading a book is like being punished, and writing is like a ghost drawing symbol, which is not self-taught material at all. He was not very literate, and he was worried that his wife would look down on him, and he was anxious to show his cleverness, so he always talked about it, how could a native pig read foreign books? But he was not interested, and his hobbies and ambitions were not in this area. With his educational background, cultural level, and cognitive ability, he can't even play a brainteaser puzzle game for children, let alone specialize in scientific research, and the writings of professional talents, how can he have the spirit of chess and rivalry with his wife? Not only in the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, but also in the taste and style, even the personality is separated from peace, and even the parents are separated from the tacit understanding, not because of the lack of communication, but because there is no common language, and they understand each other but cannot communicate.

Yuan Qiuhua is a stable and accessible person, gentle and mellow, Xie Han is cowardly and stupid, petty and evil, incompetent and strong, obscene and immoral, often makes her more angry than sick, more ashamed than hateful, and would rather be angry with the clever "big bad guy" to vomit blood to death, than be stunned by the stupid "good old man", want to live a stable life without quarreling and fighting, she can only settle things and calm people, and seek perfection. But he is always tossing, thinking that his wife is impressed by him, and he is clearly holding on to his defects, not only does he not listen to persuasion, nor does he accept the update of knowledge, he still keeps his way, does not know how to pretend to understand, or chases all day long to ask "How do you feel", pestering to reply "Express your opinion".

Xie Han is too idle, there is too much time to eliminate, Yuan Qiuhua is too busy, and there are too many things to do. He circled around her like this, getting in the way, boring, meaningless, shameless, she was so annoyed that she even drove him out and asked him to play mahjong. But he didn't follow her, took care of her, felt sorry for her, wanted to annoy her, angry with her, annoyed her, swaying from side to side like a tumbler in front of her eyes all day long, swaying back and forth like a suspender, swaying back and forth like a needle pendulum, shaking her dizzy.

Xie Han was noisy and messing around, so he had to ask Yuan Qiuhua to give a word. She was helpless, so she joked perfunctorily, saying that Xiao Lin is like a white bone spirit, she is like Wei Zifu, Ma Huilan is like a stupid eldest sister, the palace magpie is like Cixi, Sun Yue'e is like a tiger girl, you are like Lin Pingzhi, I will send you to practice the sixteen-character mantra of the Sunflower Treasure Book, "If you want to practice divine skills, you must first go from the palace, if you don't have from the palace, you can also practice!"