"Is it like this house?" Xu Qiaoqiao asked, "Mother, how did you come up with the idea to build it like this? Everyone else in the village says they've never seen such a house, but it's very practical, especially the latrine."
Zhang Xiaoying: "..."
She really had enough of the village's dry toilets.
So, before building this house for Xu Qiaoqiao, she had seriously designed it.
The toilet was modeled after the modern squat toilet, with a simple water tank installed. With one press, it flushed clean!
"If you like it, that's good. In the future, this is your house. As long as you live comfortably, I, your mother, wouldn't have considered all my thinking in vain." Zhang Xiaoying said.
Xu Qiaoqiao smiled slightly, leaning on Zhang Xiaoying's shoulder, "Mother, how do you come up with so many ideas?"
"Maybe your father saw our hard life and enlightened me in dreams."
"I don't care, you're the best anyway."