Chapter 15: Tearing the fig leaf

Ye Wuxin coughed lightly twice, and the girls immediately looked like a group of well-trained cormorants who heard the fisherman's orders, and instantly put away the laughing and amusing faces just now, and replaced them with a dignified, virtuous and slightly reserved expression, which made me almost think that I had traveled through parallel time and space.

A girl with a beautiful mole on the right corner of her mouth cleared her throat and announced the standard answer in a rounded manner: "Love the motherland, love the people, be industrious and brave, be honest and kind, respect the old and help the young, be honest and trustworthy, do not litter, do not spit, have ideals, morality, discipline, culture, responsibility, security, have a mind that can tolerate the world, and a pair of strong arms." ”

Her father is a magistrate who has studied the rules of choosing a concubine, and has carried out all-round training for his daughter since he was a child, practicing her body, learning talents, learning etiquette, and even going to the plastic surgery clinic several times, and now he is charging towards the throne of the prefect, full of expectations that his daughter's tempered skin and flesh can help him.

The fifth senior brother proudly tried his biceps, and further probed: "Isn't there any requirement for appearance, family background, or anything?"

"We will not judge people so superficially by their appearance, and even less interested in glory and wealth," replied another girl in a yellow shirt fluently, "Appearance, wealth and power are just a passing moment, and what I value most is actually the inner cultivation and personality quality of men, because only the beauty of the soul is eternal." ”

She was the loveliest of the girls, her voice was as soft as a feather duster, her smile was warmer than the March afternoon sun, and her dimples were deep enough to hold two or two daughters. After saying this, she put her two hands into the palms of the two girls on the left and right, shook them gently, and gracefully exchanged glances with them, and smiled with her chin, meaning that they had reached a consensus on this in their mother's womb.

Our spirits were lifted, and our lives were suddenly full of meaning and hope. "What are the hobbies and hobbies of the younger sisters?" the fourth senior brother excitedly stretched out the two embroidery needle-like eye slits.

The girl in the yellow shirt replied with a shy, "Actually...... I don't have any special interests, I don't like to dress up, I don't like shopping, I don't like vanity, I don't like to eat and be lazy. I just want to be an ordinary little woman, husband and child, laundry and sweeping, hot a pot of good wine for my husband to warm my stomach and heart, cook a table of good dishes with strong affection and sweetness, and watch him eat one bite at a time, there is nothing more happier for me. ”

The third senior brother swallowed his saliva, and his eyes flashed with the happy light that Yu Boya had only when he met Zhong Zi.

The fair lady sitting on the left side of the girl in the yellow shirt echoed: "Well, plain is true, I have longed for the life of a man who plows and weaves since I was a child, and the two of them respect each other like a guest, which is the most simple happiness." If you want to talk about hobbies, my biggest hobby is to pass on the family lineage, give birth to a lot of children for the prime minister, and let half of them go to the army in the future to protect the family and defend the country, and the other half will go to farming and developing production. In this way, when Hua is old, looking back on the past, I can also feel extremely proud of this meaningful life. ”

She rubbed the corners of her clothes shyly, her tone was soft and gentle, her smooth and delicate goose egg face was flushed, and she looked more and more moving against the background of a white dress, and her whole body exuded the brilliance of motherhood, and I couldn't help but want to plunge into her arms.

The windows creaked and whispered in the breeze, drawing everyone's eyes to a shadow sitting alone. This girl is beautiful, dressed in green, her eyes are full of deep sorrow that has been washed away, her eyebrows reveal a faint sadness that is difficult to find, and the air is filled with the charming atmosphere of the hollow valley. Her expression is steady, her delicate face is slightly sideways, she throws her hazy gaze through the shallow window lattice, dips herself in the lazy sunshine, and the cherry mouth slowly spits out the moving words like a spring silkworm: "How wonderful it is to read, the words are so magical, the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are my spiritual home, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are the source of my life, the passage of time can take away the beautiful face, but not the intelligent and elegant heart." Exploring the true meaning of life and love between the lines is an unparalleled happiness, and wandering in the sea of poetry and words with my sweetheart is the most romantic thing in the world, so the talented man with a full stomach will always have an irresistible attraction to me, and looking for a soul mate who also loves to share my heart is the perfect life I dream of. ”

Although she looked down at the small note with the standard answer in her hand two or three times in the process of spinning the silk, we were fascinated by it, and we were all willing to believe that it was all her heartfelt words, and even the second senior brother, who had always read poetry and books and was pretentious, couldn't help but grasp the scroll in his hand, and his chest rose and fell sharply.

At this moment when the warmth was full of joy, the elder brother who had completed the task of accompanying Master Mao Guoyan to the mountains and rivers pushed the door in, with a graceful demeanor and a radiant look, a handsome face shocked us to be ashamed, and a luxurious outfit flashed to the eyes of everyone, like a gust of wind lifted the veil of ugliness, so that all the beauties instantly switched from the performance mode to the color mode, and they all brushed and bloomed, and they were confused. The daughter of the county magistrate instantly threw her virtuous demeanor into the trash, her eyes were thrown away, and the little beauty mole at the corner of her mouth also danced; the housewife in the yellow shirt proved that she could not only enter the kitchen but also get out of the high wall, with a pink face and spring, flirting her hair and biting her lip, and her facial expressions and movements were in place; the birth machine was by no means in vain, and the flexible pelvis immediately moved, twisting her waist and swinging her hips was eye-catching; even the quietest and most elegant scholarly girl regained her wild vitality like a long drought and a rainy day, jumped out of her seat with a bang, and knocked the scroll in the hands of the second senior brother into dust, the sadness in her eyes was instantly swept away, and the literary and artistic atmosphere of her whole body was steamed and roasted by the hot enthusiasm, volatilized into a sonorous exclamation: "Wow!"

The senior brother knew that he was outstanding, but before that, it was just a macroscopic and general concept, and now it has practical value when it is so vividly affirmed by so many girls with national beauty and fragrance. As soon as he thought that they might be able to call for wind and rain in the harem and even the court in the future, he immediately realized that his life was more colorful and accessible than being the head of a broken Taoist temple.

For the girls, our group of teenagers originally had their own strengths, but since the appearance of the senior brother, we have been simply and rudely divided into two categories in their aesthetics: the handsome senior brother and the who.

When the handsome elder brother hugged the red and leaned on the cui left and right, "that who" was still trying to show their housekeeping skills in order to win the attention and smiles of the girls: the third senior brother turned over the kitchen knife every day and flew over the oil pot and steamed for ten miles, the fourth senior brother practiced nine chapters every day and watched the stars at night The abacus crackled, and the fifth senior brother broke the boulder in his chest every day and lifted the grinding disc with one hand to pull out the mountain and cover the world......

But no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't shine a ten-thousandth of the light of the senior brother, because even if the senior brother just shook his hair or swallowed his saliva, the girls would flush and scream, if he was accidentally lifted by the wind, revealing eight toned abdominal muscles, the moans suddenly began one after another: "Oh......! Oh! Eight ......"

At this time, I could only sit in the gazebo in the garden and play chess with Master, because the skills I had mastered were not suitable for showing off in front of the girls, and I couldn't go on a breathing hunger strike to shave my head, right?

Since the last chess session, Master started teaching me Go again, and he said that there was nothing left to teach me in chess. But I know very well that no matter what kind of chess you play, no matter how well you play, you can't make the girls flush and moan.

I asked, "Master, why did you let them stay?"

Master looked at the chessboard, "What changes have they brought here?"

I said, "The senior brothers are more motivated to do things. ”

Master shook his head: "More than that. ”

I thought about it for a moment: "There is more laughter and laughter in the Qingxu view than before. ”

Master said, "There is." ”

I scratched the root of my ear: "The third senior brother said that the cost of food is bigger than before. ”

Master pointed at me, "None of this matters, it's up to you to change. ”

I was stunned for a moment, and then turned shy: "I, what has changed in me?"

Master smiled, "It's a good habit to wash your underwear frequently. ”

My face was flushed: "Master, why are you peeking ......?"

Master said, "Even if you don't go through the drying room, you can smell the soap powder from your body." ”>