The happiness of crossing every day

Chapter 1072 Women with Moral Decline
Wang Jiacheng's cronies, Dunzi, when he heard this, he became energetic.

He also gritted his teeth and criticized excitedly.

"I think the boss of New Western is absolutely right! Just because Chinese women have a decline in morality and quality, our country has followed the decline in morality and quality..."

This friend of Wang Jiacheng's stalker has a pair of frog eyes.

Those eyes are very bulging and very big.

The two of them had never been welcomed by lesbians before, so they had a strong malice towards lesbians.

Every time they talk about Chinese women,...that's what they talk about.can not stop.

As soon as Wang Jiacheng heard what his friend - Dunzi said, he also began to nod desperately.

"Yeah, yeah, I really don't understand now, why the women in our country are so corrupt, so depraved, and don't talk about traditions at all! In the past,...just take people from my mother's generation Tell me, how hardworking you are!"

"When my mother just married my father, she couldn't eat enough to eat three meals a day. At that time, she drank porridge! Sometimes all she ate was bran, but my mother didn't even complain, she just followed me with peace of mind. dad……"

"My father eats meat and my mother eats bran. My mother never complains. My mother treats my father like an ancestor. My father has only made money in the past few decades! Dunzi, I can do this Said, marrying a good wife can prosper for three generations, my mother is such a woman..."

Wang Jiacheng's friend, when he heard this, his mother nodded because of the person, and he said excitedly.

"Brother, I think you are right. My mother is also like that. When my mother just married my father, the family was poor and poor. There was nothing. There was a jingle of poverty, but my mother never I don't speak ill of my father, and I don't think my father is poor..."

"But look at these women now! They just want to pick up ready-made food, they want to find a rich man to marry, they just want to be lazy and do nothing, and they want to be young mistresses and ancestors at home..."

When Wang Jiacheng told his friends about this, he was very excited, very excited.

After thinking about it, he talked to Dunzi on the other end of the phone.

"Dunzi, I sometimes feel that the women in our country are not as good as those in Africa! They can't even compare with the women in Southeast Asia! The women in Vietnam and Pakistan are more solid than them. Diligent, sensible, filial..."

"Sometimes I think, if I am the leader of the country, I must vigorously introduce some foreign women! For example, like Ukraine, like Belarus... If we can marry such a beautiful woman , then the children we give birth to are all mixed race. They are smart, sensible, kind and capable. They are much better than those born by some Chinese girls..."

"Now when I think of women in our country, I feel disgusted, I feel disgusted...especially those who are over 25 years old, those who are not good-looking, those who are poor, short and fat...especially those who are very Where...they should all have their nationality removed!"

When Dunzi heard this, he patted his thigh and laughed.

"Brother, you are so right, I think so too!"

"It's rare to find a virgin wife in this world! Especially the kind, young and beautiful, rich, good-looking, obedient, sensible, filial, and a virgin under the age of 25!"

"I think, if I find such a woman as my wife, I will definitely let the whole world know about it!"

After hearing this, Wang Jiacheng said excitedly.

"If it were me, I would definitely let the whole world know about it."

"I'll tell everywhere that my wife is the best wife in the world!"

Wang Jiacheng and his friend had been chatting on WeChat until after two o'clock in the morning before he hung up the phone.

After he finished chatting, he was still a little excited and couldn't sleep.

At this time, he thought to himself, when will he be able to marry a virtuous daughter-in-law who is young, beautiful, sensible and capable, filial and earns money, and has a rich family? !
Although he is already in his 30s.

However, in this world, men have 41 flowers and women have forty scum.

Anyway, he is not in a hurry, he can wait slowly, even an 82-year-old can find a 28-year-old!
If I was that age, I might be able to find a young and beautiful girl under the age of 30!

Having such a sweet dream, Wang Jiacheng wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth on the pillow.

His bed sheet and quilt cover hadn't been washed for almost a few weeks, and they all exuded a strong stench.

After thinking for a while, he took out a pair of pants from under the quilt, which he had worn for about two weeks.

The trousers, um, are the trousers that are worn inside.

He wears it from the front and the back.

He didn't know how to take it off until all the clothes were covered with dirt.

Today, he took it in his hand, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it.

He thought to himself, ah, it still smells like that.

Wang Jiacheng is very obsessed with this taste, because he feels that this is a typical manly smell!
After having this smell, it means that he exudes the charm of a man all over his body.

Wang Jiacheng still likes his own hygiene.

He doesn't like to be clean.

Because in his consciousness, if he loves cleanliness too much, he is a bitch!

Therefore, he often does not wash his hair, bathe, feet, face, or brush his teeth.

No nails yet.

Sometimes in bed, he often picks his nose.

After picking out the booger, put it on the bed sheet or the pillowcase and wipe it lightly.

Or squeeze that booger into a ball, hit the wall next to it, and press it hard.

In short, traces of his crimes can be seen everywhere on his territory.

Xu Xiaojia was quite dissatisfied with this.

She had quarreled with him many times over this matter.

Tell him to wash his hair, but he never does.

When the two of them first got married, the new quilt on the bed, the side where Wang Jiacheng slept,... a week later, it completely turned black.

But Xu Xiaojia's end is still clean.

Wang Jiacheng's usual style is rather sloppy.

It’s fine if he doesn’t wash his hair, and he doesn’t wash his feet every day.

When I got home, I took off my shoes and went straight to bed.

Sometimes, he even eats in bed.

He asked his mother to bring him the meal from the kitchen.Pass it to him personally, or he is playing games while mother feeds.

Every time Xu Xiaojia saw him like this, she couldn't stand him.

Smelling the new bed, the new quilt, the smell of his head, feet, sweat, and the extremely uncomfortable bad breath... Xu Xiaojia felt quite disgusted.

(End of this chapter)