When Tang Wu-le entered the room, Hajime Anze was leaning against the bed and drinking his medicine with his eyes lowered.

His face was pale and sickly, his long eyelashes were as fine as butterfly wings, and his long black hair was draped over his white robe. His slender fingers were holding a bowl of medicine, which made his face look like snow. His fingers were like scallion stalks. Although he was thin and frail, he had an air of nobility about him.

He felt that he had seen many beauties. When he was young, he had snuck into various sects to learn martial arts. He had also snuck into the palace to carry out missions. He had even seen his daughter-in-law, Yang Yuhuan (who was not yet Yang Guifei), who was sent to become a Taoist priest by the Saint. It could be said that he had seen all kinds of beauties. However, it was rare to see someone like Hajime Anze. When he smiled, it was like the spring breeze, soft and warm, and when he was not smiling, he was cold and aloof like a celestial being.

Who could get angry at such a beautiful person?

A thought suddenly arose in Tang Wule's mind. If Anzei were to retire from writing in the future, it would be a pleasure to stay and enjoy the sight of him.

Tsk, he was just like a jade statue.

Luckily, Hajime Anze did not meet Kang Xuezhu. Otherwise, he would have been dissected a long time ago.

"Gongzi Wu-le?"

Hajime Anze looked at Tang Wu-le, who seemed to be in a daze. He called out in confusion and put down the bowl of medicine.

He was now sure of one thing. The original owner of this body must have been weak and sickly when he was young. He often drank Chinese medicine. Oh, it was so bitter, but he felt like he was used to it.

If it were him, he would have tried to convince himself that it was expired coffee without any milk or sugar while swallowing it.

"It's more comfortable for you to call me Beta Tauri."

He felt weird when he was called Gongzi Wu-le. Especially when Hajime Anze called others "Gongzi XX".

He was so unique and unparalleled. How could he be called the same as others?

Hajime Anze pursed his lips. "Beta Tauri."

If Tang Wu-le saw Hajime Anze the moment he entered the room, his anger would have subsided by 30%. Now, it had subsided by another 50%, leaving him with only 20% left.

"You really can't change the ending?

My little sister is crying very sadly. The Old Ancestor is also crying. "

When he heard Tang Wu-le say that Tang Wu-le's grandmother cried, Hajime Anze was stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect Tang Wu-le's great-grandmother. (Hajime Anze: How old is she?)

He's almost a hundred years old, isn't he? He's actually reading my novel and even cried.

He, he only wanted to cheat the little girl's tears to earn living expenses. He had never thought of making an old man cry.

"Change the ending."

Feeling a little guilty, Hajime Anze's voice became a lot gentler. "That's impossible. I can't possibly write a sequel that entangles me for three lifetimes, right?

How about this, I'll write a new novel on my own? "

He thought for a moment, looked at Tang Wu-le's expression, and said tentatively, "Why don't you draw a circle this time and tell me what kind of protagonist you want?"

"Based on the men of Sichuan?"

"Are you sure?"

Tang Wu-le sat next to him. "Let's not talk about other things for now. A novel must have a good ending!!!"

"Okay, okay, okay. I guarantee a happy ending."

"If we use the men from Sichuan as the model …"

Tang Wu-le paused for a moment, raised his head, and puffed out his chest. "Then write it based on the good men of Sichuan like me!"

Hajime Anze: "…"

"Based on the good men of Sichuan, right?" Hajime Anze automatically ignored the words "the good men of Sichuan".

When it came to Tang Wu-le, he was full of confidence. He was just short of pasting "I'm the most handsome, the best, and the most worthy man of marriage in Sichuan" on his face. Hajime Anze only wanted to complain. Where did you get your confidence from?

A Sichuan man like Beta Tauri?

Are you sure he's not a bad example?

Are you sure that the Tangmen man won't be completely ruined and can't find a wife after writing it?

Tang Wu-le nodded. Hajime Anze's rare concession made him ignore Hajime Anze's words.

Hajime Anze nodded. "Let me think about it first. I'll write it in two days."

What was the biggest characteristic of a Sichuan man?

If this question was asked to modern people, more than 90% of the answers would be one.

Rake ears.

Therefore, after Hajime Anze thought about it, he wrote a short story overnight and sent it to the bookstore early in the morning.

Therefore, when Tang Wu-le saw it, it was already in a published book.

"My Rake Ear Neighbor"

As soon as he saw the title, Tang Wu-le was dissatisfied.

What did it mean?

Hajime Anze lived under the same roof as him. Wasn't he his neighbor?

Who was he calling a rake ear?

Hey, no, didn't you say that you would use me, a good man from Sichuan, as your model?

I'm such a manly man. How did I become a rake ear who was afraid of his wife?

N years later, Tang Wu-le, who was kicked and beaten by his wife to sleep in the study room, hugged a pillow and knocked on the door. Wife, I was wrong. It's so cold outside QAQ.

However, Tang Wu-le, who did not know the future and could not know the future, quietly opened the book.

"My" neighbor was a couple from Sichuan. Because of the earthquake in their hometown and the continuous torrential rain, they had no choice but to leave their hometown. In the end, they came to Gusu to stay.

As the wife, Lady Xu was very beautiful. "I" had always been curious about how beautiful the woman who was described as "as beautiful as a fairy" was.

Fairy?

How beautiful was that? Who knew?

"I" asked my mother, and she scolded me for being a bad student.

However, after seeing Lady Xu, I felt that a fairy should be like this. White skin, black hair, and beautiful.

However, when he saw the Xu family's wife angrily tugging on Uncle Xu's ear, this thought vanished completely.

Uncle Xu was "my" neighbor, Mrs. Xu's husband, a rake ear.

Rake ear was a dialect of Sichuan, which meant that he was afraid of his wife.

Uncle Xu was actually quite good-looking and energetic. He was very suitable to stand next to Lady Xu, but …

"I" had lived for so long, but this was the first time I saw a husband being pulled by his wife.

Then, Hajime Anze used a very delicate writing style to describe in detail how henpecked Uncle Xu was. It even made people feel that this man was a little cowardly.

(Tang Wu-le: Such a cowardly man can't be a man from Sichuan!

He definitely can't be a man from Tangmen!)

However, when a few hooligans from the neighboring village came into the village, it was Uncle Xu, who was usually so cowardly that people looked down on. He picked up Uncle Li's butcher's knife and directly chopped the hooligans, who were previously showing off, until they almost knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

That mighty and domineering appearance directly scared the people in our village.

"I" couldn't believe my eyes. Was such a domineering and fierce person really the same Uncle Xu that Lady Xu usually pulled by his ear?

When I saw Lady Xu pulling Uncle Xu, who came back late from drinking with his friends, I couldn't hold back my curiosity.

Why?

He was clearly so powerful, so why was he so afraid of his wife?

I found an opportunity to ask Uncle Xu when he was cooling off in the courtyard.

"Do you think I'm wrong?" Uncle Xu asked in return.

"Of course. Uncle Xu is so powerful, so why is he so afraid of Auntie Xu?"

"Do you think I'm afraid?"

Isn't that right?

Isn't that right?

Tang Wu-le blinked. Just like the "I" in the novel, he really wanted to know how Uncle Xu answered.

"Do you know the three obediences and four virtues of a man?" Uncle Xu pondered for a moment and suddenly asked.

"Aren't the three obediences and four virtues something women need to learn?"

"I" didn't quite understand, but was also very curious. "Isn't it something like obeying the father before marriage, obeying the husband after marriage?"

"No, no, no." Uncle Xu smiled, and then he told me about the three obediences and four virtues of a man.

"I" felt that everything he had learned since he was young had been turned upside down.

The three obediences and four virtues of a man meant that when his wife went out, he had to obey her orders, and when his wife made a mistake, he had to blindly obey her.

As for the four virtues, it meant that when his wife put on makeup, he had to be willing to give up when his wife spent money, he had to endure when his wife was angry, and he had to remember when it was his wife's birthday.

"This is too outrageous." "I" was shocked.

"How is this outrageous?" Uncle Xu was very confident. "Come, let's talk about it."

"First, I'll talk about the three obediences.

It means that when your wife goes out, she has to obey. In this world, although life is good, it's not very safe, right? "

Seeing that I nodded, Uncle Xu continued, "My wife is so beautiful. What if she goes out alone and gets harassed by blind men?

As her husband, of course I have to follow her. "

"You have to obey your wife's orders. Your wife's orders are always for the sake of this small family and her husband, right?"

Uncle Xu didn't wait for me to speak and continued, "She's wholeheartedly for me, so why shouldn't I listen to her orders?"

"You have to blindly obey your wife's orders. Your wife's words are always right. Even if they're wrong, they're still right." He said seriously, "This way, the family will be harmonious."

"Then, then what about the four virtues?" "I" asked with a stutter.

"The first of the four virtues is' your wife has to wait to dress up. '

As the saying goes, 'Buddha relies on gold, and people rely on clothes.' No matter how beautiful a person is, it's 30% natural and 70% dressing up.

Moreover, a woman dresses up for the one she likes. Isn't your wife dressing up so beautifully for your husband?

Of course, you have to wait.

Don't you want your wife to dress up beautifully so that you can look good? "

That makes sense.

Imagining his future wife dressed up prettily or in a rough and sloppy way, "I" nodded seriously.

Although "I" was still young, "I" also wanted my future wife to be beautiful and good-looking.

"The second point is' your wife has to be willing to spend money. '" Uncle Xu paused. "In your family, it's your mother who spends money on things, right?

How much money does she spend on herself and how much is spent on your family? "

"I" nodded. Uncle Xu's words made sense.

"So, your wife spends money mainly for her children and her husband. Finally, she spends money on herself."

"Therefore, your wife has to be willing to spend money."

"The third point is' your wife has to endure when she's angry. '"

"Isn't this just being afraid of your wife?" If this wasn't ear-piercing, then what was?

"I" asked the question that all the readers had in their hearts at this moment.

"What do you mean by being afraid of your wife?

Isn't a woman's flowery martial arts a piece of cake for a man? "Uncle Xu said righteously." A man isn't being afraid of his wife, but respecting his wife! "

"Why is your wife angry?

If it's outside, it's because your husband is incompetent that your wife is bullied and wronged outside.

If it's at home, it's because your husband has done something wrong! "

"For someone like me, who has neither wealth nor looks, my wife is willing to marry me. Shouldn't I let her live a peaceful and happy life without being wronged?"

"The last point is' remember your wife's birthday. '"

He smiled mysteriously. "This is to tell your husband that every year when it's your wife's birthday, you have to give her a little surprise. This way, your wife will be happy, and your mood will also be good."

"Only, only her birthday?"

No, no, no.

"Only, only these things?"

"How can that be? You have to take the initiative to hand over the money you earn to your wife. Also, every year when it's the Chinese Valentine's Day, the day you marry your wife, and so on, you have to celebrate with your wife happily."

In the end, "I" left in a daze (Tang Wu-le, who was reading the novel, was also in a daze). After a while, when "I" saw Aunt Xu pulling Uncle Xu's ear again, "I" thought that I understood.

The so-called being afraid of your wife, the so-called ear-piercing, was actually putting your wife in your heart and doting on her.

I watched as Uncle Xu tried to lower his head, afraid that Aunt Xu would be too tired from lifting his arm. I watched as Aunt Xu looked at Uncle Xu with eyes full of affection even though she was angry. I thought that this was because they cared about each other.