A chaotic house, a perfect couple

After being scolded badly, Zheng Haiyang, who had to put on a smile, accidentally caught a glimpse of the sweet and flirting scene between the young couple over there, and his eyes turned red as if bleeding.

Bitch! They are all bitches!

I have fallen into such a situation, why is Yu Junsheng's life so prosperous?

Just when Zheng Haiyang was thinking about how to send Yu Junsheng to the deputy director's bed and make him fall into hell as well.

Suddenly, a loud roar came from not far away:

"Ah! Fuck your mother! Which damn thief stole my shit?"

"Oh my God! How could my perfectly good pool of shit become like this?"

"Which shameless bastard is this? Too poor to eat and yet you come here to steal shit to eat! Aren't you afraid of choking to death, you son of a bitch?"

"Swish", Zheng Haiyang's face turned green again.

Xu Dongliang's expression didn't look much better either.

Where did this old man come from? Can he speak?

What does it mean to steal feces and eat it?

Is it disgusting?

You are the one who steals shit! Your whole family steals shit!

Everyone: "..."

Everyone kept repeating a sentence in their minds.

Fuck, fuck who?

Chang Dafen? !

Don’t worry, this is just a horror story!

This is a bit too scary.

Everyone quickly shook their heads, trying to get rid of this dangerous thought.

But who is this warrior who is so bold as to curse like that?

Everyone turned around in surprise and saw that it was the night soil collector Lao Zhou. All was well then.

If I can scold you, I’ll scold you more.

Lao Zhou is the excrement collector in this area. He is in charge of the excrement in all the public toilets in this area and he also cleans the toilets.

This guy has no other problems except a bad temper. Normally, he would scold others if they made the toilet too dirty. But now, seeing this pool of feces being messed up like this, he must be furious.

Let alone him, even a good-tempered person would be angry.

After all, this is just increasing people's workload.

Old Zhou started the tricycle very quickly, stopped it, and walked quickly to the public toilet.

As a result, when he walked in, he saw that everything was pitch black. He immediately exploded and cursed, "Which bastard stole my feces and not only that, but also messed up the toilet like this? Is he fighting a golden war in there?!"

Everyone: "..."

What a good curse!

It still has to be you, Uncle Zhou!

Everyone glanced at Zheng Haiyang and Xu Dongliang and thought, isn't this a golden battle?

Old Zhou followed everyone's gaze, then fixed his gaze on the disheveled Zheng Haiyang and Xu Dongliang. He angrily demanded, "It's you two, right? You two uneducated bastards, not only didn't you steal the manure pit, you also messed up everything in the toilet? You're like this, and you still call yourself a worker? Pah! You're really bringing down the quality of our working class!"

Zheng Haiyang and Xu Dongliang were immediately furious.

Just now they couldn’t scold the group of aunties and didn’t dare to fight back. Now a dung collector is scolding them, are they still afraid of him?

The two immediately retorted, "If we are not worthy, then are you? Ha~"

The two of them glanced at Lao Zhou's patched clothes, their contempt evident.

"Don't you see who you are? Just clean up your shit and don't worry about anything else!"

Everyone: "..."

Cheng Jiajia looked at the two of them with a speechless look, she didn't know what to say.

Isn’t it the responsibility of the night soil collector to take care of the toilets?

You messed up someone else's workplace and expect them to leave it alone?

Are you going to clean up anyway?