A funny joke.

A county magistrate with a strong accent went to the village to give a report: rabbit, shrimp, pig tail! No pickles, pickles are too expensive! Attention, comrades and villagers! Stop talking and have a meeting now! After the county magistrate finished, the host said: Sausage pickles, please! Now, please talk to the township head! The township head said: Rabbit, the dog ate today's meal, and everyone is a big jerk! Comrades, that's enough for today. We are all big bowls! Township head: There are no pickles. I'll pick up a lump of shit and lick it for you. Don't talk, I'll tell you a story.

Legend has it that there was once a county magistrate who loved loquat very much. In order to flatter him, someone bought him a basket of good loquat and sent someone to contribute first. When the county magistrate saw it, he posted, "Please accept a basket of pipa." The magistrate wondered, "Why did you give me a basket of pipa? Why is the pipa in a basket? " Then the real goods arrived, and when the magistrate saw it, it was a basket of shiny loquats. The county magistrate replied with a smile: "Thanks to the pipa, when you open the basket, you will find it silent and delicious."

The person who sent the pipa was ashamed and wrote a doggerel: "Loquat is not this pipa, but only hates poor literacy in that year;" If the pipa can blossom and bear fruit, all the pipes in the city will be open. "