Siheyuan: All the birds want to die, I enjoy happiness

After Su Xingchen translated that Huang Xiaoniu had left, she couldn't help but laugh. Damn it, she had waited so long, and finally, finally, this old guy had finally drunk the tea.

"Teacher Su, is something making you happy? Why are you smiling so happily?" Jia Chunxin turned around, just about to speak to Su Xingchen, when she saw his smiling face.

"Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing. I was just thinking about something happy..." Su Xingchen pursed his lips and didn't say anything. Was he supposed to say that he had given Huang Xiaoniu some laxatives? He wasn't that stupid.

Huang Xiaoniu finally arrived at the toilet. Luckily, the office wasn't too far from the restroom, otherwise he really wouldn't have been able to hold it in any longer. On the way to the toilet, he kept his buttocks clenched and didn't dare to walk too fast, because he knew that if he didn't clench his buttocks, he would be embarrassed at school today. His stomach was churning and he was in a lot of pain.

He felt like he was about to burst out of his butt, and when he squatted down, his butt started making a series of crackling sounds, like firecrackers going off.

Meanwhile, Chen Shaomin next door was smoking and taking a dump. He didn't know what was wrong with him for the past few days; he hadn't been able to poop for three or four days, and he was feeling extremely uncomfortable. Then he heard the person next door pooping away non-stop, and he couldn't help but feel envious.

"Damn it, who is this? They have quite the stomach!" Chen Shaomin said, half jealous and half sarcastic.

"Ouch, ouch..." Huang Xiaoniu started groaning from the diarrhea, because Su Xingchen's laxative not only caused diarrhea, but also had magical damage! After you finish using the toilet, you'll feel a burning sensation, you know, ghost peppers? It's like having ghost pepper powder directly applied to your anus, who can stand that?

Let alone ghost pepper powder, even if you put regular chili powder on your butt, probably not many people could stand it.

Huang Xiaoniu was at his most vulnerable at that moment when he heard Chen Shaomin from next door say, "Oh, it's Shaomin, it's me." Huang Xiaoniu immediately replied. Many times, Huang Xiaoniu's way of complaining was through Chen Shaomin, since his uncle was the principal.

"Hey, it's Lao Huang. What's wrong with you? Your voice sounds a bit off." Chen Shaomin smiled when he heard it was Huang Xiaoniu. They weren't exactly close, but they were pretty close.

Why do I say that? There's a saying you've probably all heard: "They fought side by side, studied together, shared the spoils, and even played pranks together." Huang Xiaoniu and Chen Shaomin shared the spoils, went to the Eight Great Hutongs together, and, more importantly, they often played pranks together. If Chen Shaomin didn't like a teacher and couldn't act on his own, he'd naturally ask Huang Xiaoniu to do it. And Huang Xiaoniu, wanting to curry favor with Chen Shaomin and the vice principal, was naturally very willing to do these things.

"Hey, Lao Huang, what's wrong with you? Did you eat something bad?" Chen Shaomin said, finally managing to squeeze out a small black lump. Then he couldn't feel anything anymore. He could only reluctantly throw away the cigarette butt, wipe himself, and get up.