"Why is it so smelly? Although it usually stinks, it doesn't stink like this. This is the smell of fresh shit!" Xiaobai, who was shocked, pinched his nose and looked around, then ran to his house smelling the smell and listening to the noise. Go behind the building to see.
I saw many people behind my row of wooden buildings standing between the two rows of wooden buildings. They looked like they were all dressed as laborers. They were using tools to clean up the mud in the ditch between the wooden buildings, dig it out and transport it away. There had been two rows of wooden buildings there for many years. Can the place where people excret filth be dug up by this group of people with shovels and shovels in a hurry without the stench filling the sky?
"What are you doing?" Xiaobai pinched his nose and asked a shirtless laborer next to him loudly.
"Oh, isn't this Teacher Bai? Are you going home to get something during class time?" At this time, someone greeted me from behind.
Xiaobai turned around and saw that it was Zhou Tianen's brother Zhou Lizai. This man was now dressed like Lao Li. His whole body was close to nakedness, revealing the crooked tattoos on his arms and shoulders. He had a crotch cloth wrapped around his waist and was holding a hand in one hand. Iron Catalpa, bare feet and bare legs were covered with stinking black mud, like two lotus roots that had just emerged from the mud; he looked at himself and smiled without pinching his nose. It seemed that he had been here for a while and was used to the stench.
"Li Zai, don't you work at Qilihe Health Bureau? Are you here to dig out garbage?" Xiaobai asked in confusion.
Hearing this question, Zhou Lizai sighed, as if he was saying something very reluctant, and he said: "Yes, I am assigned to the Shiligou Town Health Bureau now. Damn it, I still have to dig these things." Stinky shit"
Having heard about the preparations to build the town, Xiaobai smiled: "It's good to be back. You used to have to get up in the middle of the night and run to Qilihe to sweep the streets, but now you're right in front of your home, so you can go to work easily."
"Qilihe can sweep the streets, but how can we do it here? There's not even a decent road! Didn't you see that we were digging for shit?! Besides, rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests. I can do whatever I want with people in Qilihe. Now, We all know each other in Shiligou, how can I make a move? Shiligou is such a mess, how can I work, what dare I do? I don¡¯t want to do this job anymore! I¡¯ll fuck his mother " Zhou Lizai seemed to be getting angry while working. All the dirty words came out. Cursed about his job and situation.
After scolding for a while, he remembered that he was facing his younger brother's teacher. He quickly said with a smile on his face: "My brother has to ask Teacher Bai to pay more attention to the vacancy of the examination officer. Are you free these two days? My father I¡¯d like to treat you to a casual meal to thank you.¡±
"Tianen Bowen is the most promising person in the academy. Tianen's affairs are my business. How can I not care about this matter? Don't worry! Let's eat. No need, wait for Tianen High School, I will come to your house to eat! "Bai Yuanqing laughed. He pinched his nose and ran away.
When we ran to Fang Bingsheng's wooden building, we could still hear Zhou Lizai's fierce shouting: "Dear neighbors, we have nothing to do! Until we clear and repair the culvert, garbage and urine are not allowed here! All garbage and urine must be dumped here. Put it in the designated place. If we are caught dumping garbage, it will not look good when we fine you. Please forgive me! Jesus said, think about others, none of you want to dig shit like this. Who threw something again just now? Don't be so shameless, we shoveled the shit and dragged it into your house, believe it or not?"
"What's that river of garbage and shit behind after the building excavation? The people in the Health Bureau are all full." Bai Yuanqing thought with confusion and disgust. When he looked up, he almost ran past Fang Bingsheng's house.
"Is Mr. Fang at home? I am Bai Yuanqing, Bowen's teacher. I came to visit Mr. Fang." In front of the building, Bai Yuanqing endured the stench, put down the hand that pinched his nose, straightened his clothes, stood respectfully, and then called the door.
"Oh, it's Teacher Xiaobai, please come in." The door panel was quickly removed, and Fang Bingsheng's wife poked her head out of the door, and invited Bai Yuanqing to come in with a pleasant surprise.
Climbing up the steps and getting into the doorway, I heard Fang Bingsheng's voice of surprise: "Oh, Teacher Bai, why did you come here in person? I should have visited you!"
Xiaobai raised his head to say hello, but was shocked when he saw Fang Bingsheng's appearance.
Fang Bingsheng is no longer the image of a down-and-out scribe in his impression of a cloth robe with bad leather shoes and a middle-parted hair that smells of kerosene. He is now wearing a stiff British-style suit, a tie around his neck, and a bright white shirt. The three-section toe new leather shoes under her feet sparkled when she walked, and her whole face looked majestic and majestic, giving her the temperament and image of a glass-man elite.
This change made Xiaobai, who had always been flat-footed and clasped his fists when seeing Fang Bingsheng, momentarily stunned, because his body subconsciously wanted to bow slightly to show respect for those with higher status. This was the intuition of people of that era.
"Oh, Teacher Bai, it's such a coincidence that you're here. I'll be going out in a while." Fang Bingsheng laughed loudly, took Bai Yuanqing's hand, led him to the "wooden sofa", and sat on the opposite side of the wooden board. A pony that is one head shorter is riding on it, but it is as if a king is sitting on itThe first group was a group of church co-workers headed by Wang Xintai, and the other group was a member of the Health Bureau and their "thugs" headed by a young man. There were four or five police officers under the huge iron gate, standing faintly between the two groups of people. , as if to mediate or stop the conflict, even people from the Public Security Bureau came.
As soon as I got closer, I could hear Wang Xintai's loud voice shouting clearly: "How many years has our church been here? Ever since the Manchu Qing Dynasty, this place has been full of garbage! Why should our church clean up the garbage at the back door now? What do you do for food? You still need it? We build a bunch of toilets by ourselves and pay another 5 yuan in sanitation fees every month. Why? We are doing well here, and suddenly we want to collect money? You are crazy, this is God¡¯s house! You dare to ask for God¡¯s house Money? Are you from the Manchu Qing Dynasty? You are persecuting the empire¡¯s sacred Christianity!¡±
At this time, the young man who was facing Wang Xintai station also shouted at him without hesitation:
¡°You have turned the back door of the church into a mountain of garbage!
My believers urinate and defecate everywhere after the service, and there is a cross hanging on the other side of the wall ten meters away that everyone kowtows in worship!
?? Golgotha, where our Lord Jesus Christ was martyred, is not a garbage dump or an open-air toilet, right?
Flies and mosquitoes are sweeping here and there like a hurricane. Can¡¯t you smell the stench? Did you break your nose?
????????Is your church¡¯s side business dealing in flies or salted fish?
It is stipulated in the Health and Epidemic Prevention Law to let you clean up and build your own toilet!
? 5 yuan per month is also charged based on the area and number of people in your church, which is completely legal! Approved 500 people!
You tell me now that your church only has 10 active members? You yourself brag about 10,000 people in newspapers and leaflets! According to what you say, I have to charge you 100 yuan per month!
You, an elder, can be so duplicitous and full of lies!
Don¡¯t think that if you manage a church, you represent God. If you kill someone and Brother Xi arrests you, is he also persecuting Christ?
You are treating yourself as a god!
Read the Bible well, my Elder Wang! "
That voice was very young, but his words were sarcastic and unforgiving, and his scolding tone was extremely professional. Once you heard it, you knew that this person must be a veteran of scolding. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!