Once upon a time, there was a family where the husband and wife were both lazy, and they were too lazy to take care of the crops in the field, so the family was very poor. How poor is it? It’s so poor that it’s hard to eat meat during the holidays, and it’s usually hard to feed and clothe; the couple can only share a pair of pants. When the man wears his pants and goes out, the woman has to stay at home; when the woman goes out, the man has to sleep in bed.
Men like to drink tea, but they can’t afford it. He wants to go to the teahouse to drink the leftover tea from others, but he is a face-saving person, afraid that others will laugh at him. So, he thought of a way. When the neighbor was killing pigs, he secretly took a small piece of fat while others were not paying attention, and hung it behind his door. What would he use it for? It turned out that it was his turn to go out wearing pants. At the time, he smeared the meat on his lips, and then ran to the teahouse in the town to pick up a bowl of leftover herbal tea from others, and flaunted it loudly: “I ate meat today. I can’t stand it, I really want to drink a sip of herbal tea to refresh it.” After speaking, he gurgled and drank it. Then I bragged about how rich I was, how good my life was, and eating big fish and meat every day. I thought it was true if I didn’t know. In this way, he often wiped his mouth with that piece of meat and then went to the teahouse to drink the leftover herbal tea from others, and boasted like this.••••••
One day, when this man was in the teahouse while sipping herbal tea and bragging, his child ran over breathlessly and said to him anxiously: “Father, the piece of meat hanging behind our house I was taken away by the cat. Mom told you to go back and have a look!” The man looked at the people in the teahouse and became nervous, but he still asked the child in a mysterious way: “Is it the big one or the small one?” There are many pieces of meat. The child said: “No, it’s the piece of wiping meat you use to wipe your mouth every day when you go out.” “Boom—” The people in the teahouse laughed. The face turned red, and his brain yelled at the child with shame: “What about your mother?” The child still ignorantly: “Mom dare not chase, aren’t her pants worn by you?” “Hahaha—” The people in the teahouse leaned forward and backward with a smile. The man was ashamed, buried his head and pulled up the child and ran away dingy.