The village entrance was the village's main gathering spot. Everyone loved to chat there, gossip about this and that—whose hen had laid how many eggs, eggs the size of a fist, no one knew how they fed them; the Zheng family was arranging a wife for their eldest son again.
What?
The Zheng family's eldest son still hadn't given up?
Meng Ruqing was curious and asked Uncle Tang. Oh, so the Zheng family's eldest son was famously lazy. How lazy? He used to be too lazy even to go to the outhouse—he'd just pee his pants.