The toilets at both ends of Xuantanfang Street were finally built. On the day of completion, a simple bamboo shed was erected in front of the public toilet door at the east end. On the bamboo shed, colorful flags were fluttering and brocades were fluttering. Lu Zhiyu and Liang Yougao from Shangyuan County lined up to support them.
Waiting respectfully in front of the bamboo shed.
Nineteen monks from the Special Labor Brigade and hundreds of residents of Xuantanfang gathered outside the toilet, waiting for the upcoming ribbon-cutting ceremony.
Liang Yougao checked around the public toilet again, then went to the bamboo shed and carefully sorted out the colorful flags and brocades that had been sorted countless times. He stopped for a moment to admire the couplets on the bamboo door, nodded, and shook his head again.
Shaking his head, he sighed to Lu Zhiyu who was sitting on a stool: "The content is appropriate, but the rhyme used in the antitheses is not very neat. However, the time is too tight and there is no time to polish it carefully. It is a pity."
Lu Zhiyu grabbed a handful of beans, threw them into his mouth and said with a smile: "Liang Daling, why bother asking for trouble? In my opinion, it's good enough. Besides, Abbot Zhao doesn't pay attention to this."
Liang Yougao shook his head and said: "Abbot Zhao is a great talent, and his poems are sung all over the world. I'm afraid he won't like it after reading it... And this word, I have stayed up too late recently and I can't write it with verve. I hope the abbot won't make a joke.
"
After a while, he asked again: "Is it true that Abbot Peng is not coming?"
Lu Zhiyu nodded: "Abbot Peng's thoughts are all on the practice ball competition. As you know, President Peng is busy at Xiangluxuan on weekdays. Even I rarely see him. He has asked the abbot for permission in advance, so he won't do it this time.
Showed up."
While the two men were chatting, the young Mr. Fourteen of the Special Labor Brigade lost his temper and muttered: "Originally, there was no problem if I didn't go out for three or two days, but today the more I said no, it became worse.
The more I want to pull it, the more I hold it in and get angry! Lao Gu, are you in a hurry?"
Old Man Gu rolled his eyes: "If you want to eat a stick, just take a dip and try it. Believe it or not, Yang will let you take as many sticks as you can."
The Fourteenth Lord shuddered, as if his inner anxiety was frightened away a lot.
He just turned around a little bit, but Old Man Gu's third disciple couldn't help it anymore, and hummed: "Fourteen is right, teacher, I want it to be convenient..."
Old Man Gu scolded softly: "Be careful what you say, don't blow up the talisman paper, keep your head down, and what's the convenience? Hold it in for me!"
Yang Xian, who was appointed as the temporary captain of the special labor brigade, came to stand in front of a person, and a whiteboard popped up behind his neck: "Xiao Shao, have you peed your pants?"
Shao Yuxing turned pale with fright: "Yangtou, it's really not your fault, Xiao Xiu. Since last night, I have been reminding you not to poop or let go. I have been reminding you not to poop or let go. I have been reminding you until now. It was okay. Just now, the fourteenth and others were saying, this is true."
I couldn’t bear it anymore…”
Yang Xianjin popped up the whiteboard: "Get out of the queue!"
Shao Yuxing shivered and took two steps forward. Yang Xianxian turned around and took a few steps back. A bucket of water came out from nowhere and banged it in front of Shao Yuxing's feet. On the white board behind his neck was written: "Drink."
Light!"
Looking at the wooden stick slowly extending downward from Yang Xian's sleeve, Shao Yuxing swallowed hard, picked up the wooden bucket and started pouring it into his mouth.
Gudu, Gudu...
Yang Xian continued to write on the whiteboard behind his neck: "I have told you since yesterday to hold it in so that you can relax when the public toilet is opened and the ribbon is cut. It was you who built this public toilet, Abbot Zhao said.
....."
(The previous line disappears, and the next line appears): "You are the founders of urban civilization, and you will be the first users of this public toilet. Now that you have finished peeing, how can you pee later? Isn't the ceremony missing an important link?
....”
(Continue to change the line): "Look up, listen to me, don't look around."
Seeing that everyone still didn't focus on their whiteboards, Yang Xianjin poked his small wooden stick out of his sleeves and knocked on the whiteboard hard...
The Fourteenth Jun closed his eyes and forced himself not to watch Shao Yuxing drink water or listen to the gurgling sound Shao Yuxing made when he drank water. While he was fighting hard against his body's instincts with all his strength, he suddenly heard Yang Xianxian's voice.
The "duh" sound made by hitting the whiteboard with a small wooden stick.
This sound was like an order, opening the floodgates of Mr. Shishi's lower abdomen. A wave of warmth rushed down his trousers, and he moaned in comfort: "Ha..."
At the same time, it was Old Man Gu, the boss, the second child, the third child...
Yang Xianxian covered his eyes, and after a while, he angrily picked up a small wooden stick and beat them one by one. The whiteboard behind his neck quickly popped up a subtitle: "Rehydrate, rehydrate..."
When Zhao Ran arrived, the sound of gongs and drums suddenly rang loudly. He was helpless about this. He had no choice but to be directed by Lu Zhiyu and Liang Yougao like a marionette. He first looked at the wooden shed, shook his head at the couplet and recited a sentence.
Verse: "The seven orifices of the intestinal tract produce smoke, and the passage of the pylorus leads to the reincarnation of grains. Hengbiao: The cycle of heaven." Then he praised it against his will, "It's really wonderful."
After looking at the wooden shed, I went in to look at the toilets. After looking at the toilets, I came out and wrote a plaque: Civilized Public Toilets.
After finishing the inscription on the plaque, he simply said a few sentences in response to the request of the masses. The general idea was that he hoped that the people of Xuantanfang would all go out in the public toilets and pour their excrement into the tunnels. He asked Gang Leader He who manages the public toilets to do so.
To fire a key shot in establishing a civilized city in Shangyuan County, we must be sanitation workers who benefit the people and not be bullies who bully good people.
After that, they walked to the bamboo shed while playing and singing, and together with Lu Zhiyu and Liang Yougao, they cut the silk and satin wrapped with big red flowers into four pieces. Many old women at the scene had their eyelids twitching wildly when they saw this scene.
"You have committed evil".
After the ribbon-cutting was completed, it was time for the public toilet to be opened, so Yang Xianxian took the lead and led the public toilet construction army into the toilet and released water to their heart's content.
Liang Yougao served Zhao Ran with a smile and witnessed the entire process of the opening of the public toilet inside.
Zhao Ran looked at them standing in a row by the urinal, with their heads lowered and their stomachs straightened out. There were palm-sized prohibition symbols on their foreheads. Each one was neatly pressed to the tip of their nose, with a series of numbers written on them. He couldn't help but feel excited.
It was so funny that I had a hard time holding back my laughter.
...
In the next two days, Zhao Ran has been paying attention to the reactions of all parties after the tentative article was released. On the whole, it was quite stable. The people were full of sympathy for the protagonists of the three stories. How to solve the problem of crossing the river?
, gradually began to become a hot topic in the streets and alleys.
People in the capital are naturally fond of talking about important matters, especially such important matters that concern themselves. There is an endless stream of people who take the initiative to come up with ideas. Under the guidance of "Inside and Outside the Imperial City", various articles offering suggestions and decision-making are published.
It was sent to the journal editorial office like snowflakes.
The editorial department will select or merge and publish all kinds of opinions. Of course, articles that agree with or favor bridge construction will account for half, other neutral opinions will account for three-tenths, and the remaining five-fifths.
1. Suggestions against building bridges will also be published.