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That thing in the locker room

In the locker room around seven o'clock, people who go to work are busy changing their work clothes and entering the workshop. People who get off work take off their clothes one by one and take a shower. The dressing room was split in two by a pile of walls. There are two rows of lockers in the outhouse. The passage between the two rows of lockers can accommodate at least two people walking side by side, and the back is the shower room. Eight or nine showerheads stand in a row, their heads drooping, just like mature sunflowers on the ridge.

"I am so early!"

Rubbing his hand, which was red with cold, I replied, "I can't sleep, it's boring to lie down, so I came." I come early all the year round, just like when I was a child, the teacher encouraged the pupils who stayed in bed to get up early for school. The first one who enters the classroom holds a teaching pole, the second one holds an eraser, and the third one holds a chalk head ... When the teacher is in class, we will know who is the first and who is the second. I should get a teaching position, but I didn't wait for the teacher's praise!

Then the man who robbed the blackboard eraser and chalk head came. The night shift in the workshop also got off work, and everyone filed in, and the small locker room suddenly became lively. People who go to work and those who leave work are undressing, but those who leave work are even more naked.

"Yes, Xiao Qiang's skin is so white, whiter than a woman ..." Xiao Qiang squinted and gritted his teeth jokingly.

"Your chest muscles are also big, fuller than women's!" This ungrateful retort from brother Qiang.

"Xiao Qiang's skin is white, is it as white as your wife?" Next to always simple and honest high interrupted, bad smile!

Old people and young people are fighting a war of words. ...

"Hey, stop making so much noise. I just want to ask who is wearing the wrong pants. My work clothes and pants are gone in the laundry room! " "Grandma, I don't know who wore it!" A man lost his pants and was angry with his mother.

"Who is so good with you? It's good to wear a pair of pants with you, hehe! " The one in the corner took off his clothes and spoke.

Ha, ha, ha ....., which caused a group of people to laugh. ...

"I depend, whose feet are so smelly!" Leijiacha etc covering her nose shouted.

There was no answer, and the dressing room was suddenly silent, and the laughter came to an abrupt end. ...

The door creaked and two more people came in. The hair in front is gray. It seems that I accidentally rubbed the frost on my roof in Dai Lai when I went out. I still have two steamed buns in my hand, and while eating, I muttered, "Just wait for the steamed buns at home to be cooked, and I will be late soon!"

"Lao Zhao really has kung fu. He gets up in the morning to make buns."

"No, my wife mixed the buns last night and thought I got up this morning to make them, but I got up late." Lao Zhao replied.

"Why did you get up late? Did Lao Zhao do something bad last night, so he got up late? " Lao Zhang has shaved, and he still remembers Doby Lao Zhao.

"Shave your beard, your mouth is not honest. Be careful to cut your broken mouth even harder! " Lao Zhao does not show weakness. Ha, ha, ha ... Everyone started laughing again!

"Lao Zhao takes steamed buns to the dressing room to eat, do you like the mixed fragrance inside!" Lao Zhang is still provoking Lao Zhao.

Seeing Lao Zhao eating steamed buns with bulging eyes, Lao Zhang raised his eyebrows and corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to say something more, but he held back after all.

"Hey, look at Laojiu wearing his wife's red underwear, haha!" At the other end of the dressing room, someone screamed again.

"Really, did Laojiu get up early and wear it wrong?"

Look in the mirror, comb your hair, get dressed, brush Tik Tok, and put oil on your face ... All eyes turned to Laojiu's shiny red underwear.

"No, this year's animal year, my wife said it is good to wear red, which is specially bought for me." Honest Laojiu hurriedly explained.

"You don't care if Laojiu wears his wife's underwear, as long as it's not yours, hee hee." It seems that someone is helping Laojiu.

Ha ha ha ... another burst of laughter!

……

It seems that the topic of men can never be separated from women.

At this time, the night shift also took a bath and came out of the bathroom, wet and naked, some skinny, some fat and streaky, except for a knife wrapped in an apron. When Lao Li came out, the whole corridor was narrowed, with a big belly and no hair on his clever head. A lump of meat weighing more than 200 kilograms was scalded red by hot water, half-cooked, and steaming all over, just like the big steamed bread just baked, or the kind with some purple potato noodles. Squeezing past him sideways, a boiling soap heat in the meat pot went straight into his nostrils!

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Laughing and cursing lasted less than 20 minutes. As the door slammed, the dressing room was quiet again. 12 hours later, it was another carnival.

About the author:

Liu Xiange, a native of Zoucheng, Shandong Province, has a net name of Phoenix Mountain Farmer. Migrant workers, who love literature, like to express their feelings about life through words, and occasionally their works are seen by readers.