The Spirited Daughter-in-law and the Mountain Man

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Su Qingyue glanced once and immediately backed out, also closing the door of the thatched house. Angrily, she cursed that petty cat a thousand times in her heart. Damn it, not reminding her not to go in while squatting in the toilet…

It’s possible he told her, but she didn’t hear it.

But shouldn’t he bolt the door when using the toilet?

She hated him so much, she wanted to fuck his ancestors a thousand times.

Once Xiao Yuchuan saw Qingyue was gone, he continued to relax, “Son of a bitch, too much dinner, too much poop. I wanted to use the toilet last night, but I had to tend to you, my sick wife, and even held in my shit. I’m telling you, wife, you’re shameless to deliberately come in at this time. Do you think my thing is not big enough? Don’t worry, it’s beyond standard!”

Su Qingyue stood outside clutching her stomach, looking around. Within the fence, the only place to poop was that thatched house, or she’d have to go to the nearby mountain.

Given the severity of her injury, it was inconvenient for her to climb over the fence, and she couldn’t get the sense of security to poop near the village but not deep into the mountain.

Therefore, she had to wait for the person inside to come out.

After a while, the petty cat inside didn’t react, but a stench wafted out.

She covered her nose and waited.

If she needed to pee, she could just find a place where no one was around to urgently solve it, but she urgently needed to poop too, and that would take time!

“Wife, are you still outside?” Xiao Yuchuan asked loudly, “If you’re there, go further away. I don’t know why but what I pooped today stinks terribly… I’m really afraid you’ll smell it…”

He waved his hand at his nose and said, “If you want to see me down there, I’ll take off my pants for you to see when I get back to the room. You don’t have to come here… how embarrassing it is for you to walk in on me like this!”

The person outside failed to respond, but heartily knocked on the door of the thatched house several times. Unbeknownst to her, the unbolted door opened again.

Fortunately, Su Qingyue promptly turned her head and closed the door again.

Xiao Yuchuan finally understood, “Wife, so you need to use the toilet too, right? If I had known sooner, I would have moved to the mountain and let you use it first.”

In a hurry, he pushed out the last bit, wiped his bottom, pulled up his pants, and walked out.

Su Qingyue immediately went in. The stench from the previous user still lingered. She reviled the smell and fanned it away from her nose. She closed the door, intending to bolt it, only to find there was no door bolt on the door panel.

That’s why she got in with just a push.

Seeing that the useless guy was still standing outside, she was afraid he might suddenly come in, so she hurriedly ran to the edge of the fence, grabbed a wooden stick about a meter long and as thick as her hand, closed the toilet door, and propped it up with the stick.

Only then could she comfortably accomplish the pressing matter.

After satisfying her needs, her face stiffened… she looked around, there were no tissues in the toilet…

Tt was understandable that ancient farmers didn’t have soft toilet naner to use. probably even toilet paper hadn’t been invented, the rice paper or similar things, were unlikely owned by common peasants.

But…

Why the hell weren’t there even things to wipe the butt with? She saw a few finger-thick sticks about a dozen centimeters long in a short bamboo basket in the corner.

That must be the “toilet paper.” Fine, she’d just use the sticks. But all of them had been used before!

How was she supposed to wipe her bum now?

With a sullen face and a pout, she wanted to kill herself.

Any kind soul who could lend her a few pieces of firewood or sticks would do. She didn’t need fanciful tissues. If someone could help her solve this pressing issue, she would be grateful to their ancestors for eighteen generations..