Eight Young Masters of Yang Family Generals

Just as he was thinking, a strange growl in his stomach interrupted his thoughts.

"It's time to come, it's still here!" Yang Yanrong smiled bitterly, and quickly asked the old Chinese doctor where the latrine was.Seeing his handsome face flushed, the old Chinese doctor suppressed his smile, pointed to the backyard, and said, "Go through the back door, just turn a corner and you will be there!"

Yang Yanrong sighed, secretly feeling bad luck, lifted his pants and ran towards the backyard.Pan Xiangyun couldn't help laughing, he didn't expect that Miss Murong would play such a trick to make her husband so miserable, she was angry and hated in her heart, and secretly made a decision, she must take revenge on that stinky girl once, otherwise she would be afraid of falling This time, I really poisoned my husband.

Fortunately, although Pan Xiangyun has a bit of a temper, she is not bad-hearted. Naturally, the methods she can think of will not make him miserable. After all, she is also a girl.

Yang Yanrong is so angry!The disgusting stench in the hut almost knocked him out, and after squatting in it for a stick of incense, Yang Yanrong felt much better. Just when he was about to get up, the feeling came again.Up to now, Yang Yanrong even has the intention of committing suicide, and there is no end to it. Think about it, there are still three days, how can I live this day!

As a last resort, he had no choice but to squat down obediently again, feeling even more hated towards Murong Rong in his heart.Secretly said: Xiao Niangpi, you wait for me, one day, I will give you a taste of this second spring, let you also try the feeling of squatting in the hut for three days without coming out.

Thinking of that Murong Rong in white clothes like snow, if she really squatted in the hut for three days, I don't know what kind of situation it would be, so why don't I take a peek?Thinking of this, the corners of Yang Yanrong's mouth turned up involuntarily, and a lewd smile appeared on his face.

Murong Rong, who was treating a patient, suddenly sneezed. She couldn't help but feel a little strange. She said to herself, I have always been in good health, so how could I be sick?Could it be that autumn came too fast this year?Well, that must be the case, and it looks like I'll have to get some medicine before I get really sick, which is uncomfortable.

Squatting like this is not an option!Yang Yanrong couldn't help worrying secretly, knowing that there would be no problem if he squatted for a while, if he squatted for a long time, he might be carried into the latrine by accident, life and death are short, if he really fell, he would be covered in yellow and white stains It is really the greatest tragedy of this century.

Pan Xiangyun held his nose and stood outside guarding Yang Yanrong. The patients who passed by the latrine all looked at her strangely, thinking, what is this woman doing standing here?It's not that there is no place, alas, these days, there are really strange things every year, especially this year!

Looking at the people around her pointing fingers, she couldn't help feeling hot on her jade face, but when she thought that her husband was still enduring the "suffering" inside, Pan Xiangyun didn't feel anything.snort!Just laugh, what's so funny, aren't you the same as my husband after taking laxatives?Now that Xiangyun had figured it out, he felt relieved, and calmly faced everyone's eyes.

"Mr. Chen, are you feeling better?" Pan Xiangyun shouted boldly when he saw that the people around him had dispersed.

"Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen, why don't you speak?" Seeing that no one answered, Pan Xiangyun couldn't help becoming anxious.

Yang Yanrong was enduring the pain, and it was strange to hear Pan Xiangyun yelling "Mr. Chen" and "Mr. Chen" outside. He thought to himself, who is this Mr. Chen, why is she shouting so hard there?

After a while, Yang Yanrong suddenly remembered, isn't he the so-called "Mr. Chen" that Pan Xiangyun said?Thinking of how he was still bluffing and cheating with the identity of Chen Haonan, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. It seemed that he had to find a chance to explain clearly to Pan Xiangyun, so that he would not forget the name of Chen Haonan.

"I'm here, Xiangyun, don't worry!" Yang Yanrong responded quickly.

Pan Xiangyun was relieved when he heard her husband's answer.

"How is it now, is it better?" Pan Xiangyun asked again.

"It's still early! Isn't there still three days left? Well, it would be great if there was a sitting toilet!" Yang Yanrong responded loudly. Suddenly, his mind lit up, yes, the sitting toilet is not the solution to this problem What's the best way to do a difficult squat?Why didn't I think about it?Alas, if you don't use your brain for a day, you will become stupid!

Yang Yanrong is the kind of person who does what he says and does it. Now that he has figured out a way, how can he tire himself so much?Immediately told Pan Xiangyun about her idea, and told her to find a stonemason immediately to make a so-called sitting toilet.

Pan Xiangyun was not stupid either. Hearing what Yang Yanrong said, he immediately realized that this was a major change in the history of the toilet.In fact, women in that era also had the same pain as Yang Yanrong, because at that time, women would not go out for a few days every month when they had menstruation, and stayed at home honestly, waiting for the so-called dirty things to flow clean I dared to go out, and now I am very happy to hear that my husband has put forward such a constructive idea. If my one comes again in the future, I don’t have to squat next to the toilet every day.

Pan Xiangyun said something to Yang Yanrong, and left in a hurry.Soon, Pan Xiangyun found an old mason on the outskirts of the city. Several young apprentices carried a bluestone slab and placed it neatly in the backyard. It took half an hour to knock out the sitting toilet that Yang Yanrong had imagined earlier. .Pan Xiangyun ingeniously wrapped a thick layer of cotton cloth on the side of the stone toilet. Of course, this function is of course to prevent sitting for too long and numb the buttocks.

Yang Yanrong took a deep breath, wiped his butt clean, and staggered out of the hut. At this time, his face was pale, his legs were even weaker, and he looked like he had suffered a serious illness. Leaning on the wall, he watched a few big men put his newly invented toilet in the hut before returning to the hut.

Sitting on this latest-generation toilet, Yang Yanrong breathed a long sigh of relief. This thing is still comfortable. The bottom of his buttocks is soft and not numb at all. He feels an indescribable sense of comfort all over his body.

The sitting toilet built by the old stonemason in the backyard of "Jishitang" has long attracted many patients who come to see the doctor to get medicine, and even the shopkeeper here also came to watch the excitement.

As soon as this novel thing came out, it immediately attracted everyone's attention. Seeing this simple structure but extremely useful sitting toilet, everyone invited the old mason to build a sitting toilet for themselves.Pan Xiangyun wanted to pay, but the old mason refused to accept it, and said with a smile, "The girl's money can't be accepted. If it wasn't for the girl's idea, I'm afraid I won't have any business today, little old man!"