First, there was no takeaway at that time. A healthy man in his forties stayed at home. When he is hungry, he eats a few grains of rice and sometimes a few raw dried noodles. (Knocking on the blackboard focuses on dried noodles, not instant noodles. Sometimes my sister comes to look after him and finally drinks herself to death.
The second one, living in a bungalow, leaks rain. Anyway, the rafters and purlins on the house are rotten. Fortunately, I didn't hit him when I came down. If you don't burn the kang in winter, drag the straw to the kang to spread it. If he doesn't want to go out, he will solve the problem on the floor of the house. He never makes a fire or cooks. The village gave him relief money and bought snacks directly. If the village gives him food subsidies, he will sell the food or buy snacks to eat. The area of responsibility given to him is always abandoned. Enthusiastic villagers volunteered to take out seeds and wanted to help him farm. He said, "Help me collect it after planting." The villagers were angry and stopped helping him. He slept in the hospital after the house collapsed, and I don't know what he ate. His slogan is: "Socialism will never starve to death." He also dreamed of being with his cousin who went to college. Others teased him: "You really enjoy lying down every day." He said: "It's tiring to lie down, and it's also a waste of back." I haven't seen him for about ten years. Maybe he died, too.
I don't know if these two people are mentally ill, but at least they look fine and are ordinary students at school. The first wife finally divorced with her children, and the mother of the second wife said, "My son got married late." His great mother is not much different from him. I'm too lazy to mention her. I always feel that when people talk about it, they will suspect that I am lying. There is no way to match the map. Their house was finally cleaned in the village, and now people are building houses there.
How lazy is the laziest person? Tell a story.
Said, there is an old man, more than 50 years old, living alone. The old man is lazy. He never brushes the pots at home; the scale is half a finger thick. A thief is also lazy, never washes his face, and his face is covered with a thick layer of dirt. Once, a thief took advantage of the night to touch into the old man's house. When he saw the old man sleeping, he rummaged everywhere, but nothing came out. The thief thought that the thief would not leave empty, so he stole his pot. Thinking of this, the thief reached out and pulled out the pot. With a click, the pot was pulled out and the thief ran away with it. At this time, the old man was awakened, put on his clothes and took an axe, and was thrown out. After catching up with the thief, the old man grabbed the axe and cut it at the thief. Bang, the thief's face was cut off. The thief threw down the pot, covered his face, ran away desperately, and soon disappeared into the night. The old man picked up the pot and the thief's face and went home. When the old man lit the lamp, he saw that the pot was still there and not lost. Then look at the pot he picked up and the thief's face. It turned out to be the scale of the pot, and the thief's face was covered with a thick layer of scale. The old man is glad that he didn't wash the pot, otherwise he would have been stolen. The thief is also glad that he didn't wash his face, otherwise it would be a cut face. It seems that laziness also has its advantages.