Chapter 299: Chapter 299 Seven Days Stench Chapter 299: Chapter 299 Seven Days Stench Luo Qiao returned to the classroom and saw that Yan Jiajia’s complexion was not too good as she sat at her own desk. Luo Qiao thought to herself that it must be an attack happening.
She had no idea where her father and fourth brother had gone today or what they had done, but she knew for sure that they had gone to stand up for her, which was enough.
Before long, the bell for class rang, and the Chinese teacher walked in. Meanwhile, Yan Jiajia was so restless in her seat due to severe stomach discomfort that she began to pass gas not long after the lesson started.
At first, she managed to control it somewhat, but later on, she completely lost control, and the entire classroom heard a ‘pfft’ from her, followed by another ‘pfft.’ Initially, the students sitting in front and behind her laughed, but soon they couldn’t laugh anymore.
Because the sound turned into a ‘pfft, pfft, pfft,’ and the air in that area was no longer pleasant, everyone found it so foul that they didn’t want to breathe, and eventually, it all became a chorus of pfft after pfft……..
Yan Jiajia’s face turned purple with the effort to hold it in, and she nearly lost her mind.
Except for that small area, the whole class was roaring with laughter. The students from that spot were in such discomfort, shrugging their shoulders uncontrollably, that finally even the teacher could not bear it anymore, “If your stomach is uncomfortable, you can go to the bathroom to take care of it first.”
The teacher spoke tactfully, but she too was struggling with the smell. As soon as Yan Jiajia left the classroom, the teacher laughed, and then the students by the windows hurried to open them, letting in fresh air.
Once out the door, Yan Jiajia ran into the restroom, but she had no desire to actually use it. Despite that, her stomach kept rumbling, followed by a series of pffts, which continued nonstop until the class ended.
The Chinese teacher was responsible and, concerned that Yan Jiajia might be in trouble, visited the restroom after class to check on her. Once assured she was okay, the teacher suggested, “If it’s really bad, you should take a leave and go home, let your parents take you to see a doctor.”
Yan Jiajia went back to the classroom to fetch her backpack. The Chinese teacher talked to Teacher Ge, the homeroom teacher of Class one, grade one, who quickly arranged for two girls from the class to escort Yan Jiajia home.
Being a male teacher, it was inconvenient for him to accompany her, and yet he was worried something might happen to her on the way. It was not until the two students who escorted her returned that Teacher Ge could breathe a sigh of relief.
This was Luo Qiao’s punishment for Yan Jiajia, called the Seven-Day Stink. Apart from incessant farting, and getting smellier by the day, there was no other harm; it would last for seven days, hence the name.
Over at the Housing Bureau, Ding Xiangdong, who had come to work early that morning, was called into the office by his superiors, where he also met two comrades from the military court.
They said they were there for an investigation of a military daily necessities case. When Ding Xiangdong heard this, his head buzzed, and his face turned ashen.
Before his transfer to civilian life, Ding Xiangdong had been in charge of logistics in his unit. A batch of daily necessities he had purchased before leaving the service had developed issues, and the final probe pointed to the supplier delivering substandard goods in place of the good ones, implicating Ding Xiangdong.
After handing over his work duties, Ding Xiangdong was taken away, and it seemed he wouldn’t be out for quite a few years.
Jiang Shan, upon receiving the news, insisted her father must help Ding Xiangdong. However, on further inquiry, it turned out that Ding Xiangdong had accepted kickbacks during procurement. If there hadn’t been a problem, all would have been well, but now that there was, it was no small matter.
A few days later, news came that Ding Xiangdong had been sentenced to two years, and Jiang Shan nearly fainted from crying.
The Jiang family loved their daughter Jiang Shan, but they could not help at all, after all, Ding Xiangdong had committed a crime.
In the past few days, Jiang Shan’s father also encountered trouble at work. He spent the nights at home pondering whether the consecutive misfortunes were a result of offending someone they shouldn’t have.
But no matter how hard he thought, he couldn’t figure out who they had angered. It had been over a year since Xiang Dong transferred out of the military, and the items he had procured should have been processed long ago. Why were they investigated just now?
His daughter had been doing well working as a telegrapher, a job that was both easy and respectable, yet she was transferred from her position. His inquiries only revealed that his daughter was too arrogant and not suited to stay in the telegraph group any longer.