As he spoke, he quickly reached out and lifted up his pants.
Unfortunately, one hand was holding the door and the other hand was holding the pants. There was no way to tie the belt on the pants.
What should I do? The other person couldn't hold him up if he put his other hand down, and he fell into the pit again.
"Sister-in-law, please give me a hand now. I have to carry my pants and I can't help with one hand." Qin Yuan said with some embarrassment.
"This... How about I help you carry it? You hold the door by yourself." Zhao Xinhui said.
"Sister-in-law, this is not good..." Qin Yuan felt that he had never been stared at by a woman before, and she even offered to help him lift his pants.
If others were staring at him, he would probably feel very uncomfortable. I don't know why, but Zhao Xinhui looked at him, and he felt a little happy in his heart.
"I'm a woman. If I can't hold you back, both of us will fall into the pit. I'll help you lift it."
Qin Yuan thought so. What Zhao Xinhui said made sense, so he nodded and said, "Okay, sister-in-law, you can help me carry it. Thank you."
"It's okay, it's okay, this is such a big deal!"
Zhao Ping'er stretched out her hands and looked at the thing under Qin Yuan. She couldn't help but want to reach out and flick it a few times. Finally, he endured it and quickly lifted Qin Yuan's pants.
The moment Zhao Xinhui came closer, Qin Yuan's heart couldn't help beating.
There is a heart-pounding feeling.
This girl is so nice, good-looking, and kind-hearted.
"Okay!" Zhao Xinhui clapped her hands and said.
"Thank you, sister-in-law!"
"You're welcome, come on, let's go out. The latrine stinks like crazy. It was fine when I pooped just now, but why do you stink so much after you've done it?" Zhao Xinhui fanned the smell and pinched her nose.
Qin Yuan smiled awkwardly, "Sister-in-law, maybe your shit smells good, but my shit smells too bad!"
When Qin Yuan said this, Zhao Xinhui was amused again.
This man was really good at making people laugh, and he even said her shit tasted delicious.
In my heart, my favorability toward Qin Yuan increased greatly.
"Stop talking nonsense, you think I'm stupid, whose shit smells good? Let's go, let's get out!"
"Okay, sister-in-law!" Qin Yuan responded happily.
In the house, the Qin couple and Zhao Wenhua and Liang Jinqiao were discussing the marriage of Zhao Ping'er and Qin Yuan's two children. I thought of setting a date as early as possible and getting married.
Zhao Ping'er waited for a long time before Qin Yuan came over, and said anxiously, "Why hasn't Brother Yuan come back yet? Did he fall into a latrine?"
Zhao Yun'er was drinking water when she choked on Zhao Ping'er's words.
Zhao Ping'er is such a weirdo, she can't stop talking without saying anything surprising.
"Yeah, Yuan'er has been shitting for a long time, why hasn't he come back yet?" Mu Chunfang also felt strange and frowned.
"Maybe your stomach hurts too much, so just stay in the pit for a while." Qin Dahai replied, telling Mu Chunfang not to worry too much.
"Uncle, how can anyone keep peeing for such a long time? Their legs can't stand it at all!" Zhao Ping'er said anxiously.
Qin Dahai thought that this was indeed the case. If he stayed in the pit for a long time, his legs would become numb.
Seeing Zhao Ping'er walking around agitated, Zhao Yun'er put down her tea cup and said to Zhao Ping'er, "Sister Ping'er, since you are so anxious, why not go and have a look. In case Qin Yuan really falls. It’s gone into the latrine, but you can still fish it out!”