Siheyuan: Started in 1950, third-level cook

After three rounds of drinking, Yi Zhonghai was a little drunk.

He has a bad habit when he drinks too much. He likes to comment on everyone in the hospital one by one to show off his status as a big boss.

The first person to be named was Chen Jun, who had been the least respectful to him recently.

"Hey, Chen Jun in the backyard, you two should avoid contact with him in the future. He has evil intentions and will definitely go astray in the future."

Upon hearing this, Sha Zhu snorted coldly and said with disdain, "It's just a stinky stall vendor. It looks pretty good now, but it's not as comfortable as me in the restaurant in the wind and rain."

In his opinion, so what if Chen Jun has good skills and earns a lot of money?

No one is as decent as him!

Moreover, he was going to work in a steel rolling mill in the future. With He Daqing's influence in the cafeteria, even if he was just a fool, he could at least become a team leader.

Qin Huairu nodded in agreement and said, "Shazhu is right. Chen Jun will just be a lousy stall vendor in the future. He won't achieve much. But he's good at fighting. We should avoid provoking him if we can."

Hearing them talking about Chen Jun, Jia Zhang finally stopped and cursed incoherently: "He is a black-hearted person. I get angry when I mention him. He actually extorted money from me during the New Year. He will be struck by lightning sooner or later."

"Hmph, that kid even prepared a huge table of New Year's Eve dinner. There are only three people in his family, so they know how to eat!" Jia Dongxu said sourly.

Yi Zhonghai shook his head slightly upon hearing this: "This boy should not be underestimated!"

Others may not know, but Yi Zhonghai’s heart is as clear as a mirror.

The director of the personnel department of the steel rolling mill alone came to the institute twice, and both times he asked Chen Jun to go to the steel rolling mill for help.

What does this mean?

This shows that his craftsmanship is really good!

So Yi Zhonghai was worried that one day Chen Jun would get tired of setting up a stall and go to work as a chef in a steel mill.

If Sha Zhu met him in the cafeteria, wouldn't he be beaten to death by Chen Junzhi?

But no one present took Chen Jun seriously.

Especially the drunk Sha Zhu, who insisted on showing off in front of Qin Huairu and belittled Chen Jun as worthless.

"Brother Dongxu is right. What's wrong with Chen Jun cooking a big table of dishes? There are only three people in his family. It's not like us, who cook a full table and it's so lively."

Hearing Sha Zhu praising him, Jia Dongxu grinned.

Not bad, not bad, this kid Shazhu is finally normal. He used to praise himself like this.

Just as he was laughing, Jia Dongxu felt his stomach suddenly rumble.

Immediately, I felt a ball of gas coming out from behind.

Ok?

Jia Dongxu frowned, this feeling seemed familiar!

Before he had time to think about it, Jia Dongxu felt that he could no longer control himself.

"Du La La~~"

A loud, solid fart was released without any warning.

Everyone was startled and looked at each other in surprise. The next second, a foul smell spread in the room.

The taste is even a bit irritating to the eyes.

It stinks. It stinks so much.

It was as if thousands of bedbugs were squeezed into juice and splashed all over the house.

The smile on his face froze immediately.

Jia Zhang took a breath without knowing why, and suddenly felt an itchy throat.

"Pfft, that stinks!"

Jia Zhang frowned, covered her mouth and nose, and fanned the air in front of her with her hands.

But the stench seemed to have pickled the air in the room.

Not only the air, but even the clothes they wore, the food on the table, and even the wine in the glasses seemed to be polluted.

The deaf old lady, who had the worst physical condition, was directly overwhelmed by the stench and was about to roll her eyes.

"Hui...Fang..."

The deaf old lady uttered two words with difficulty from between her teeth.

The old lady turned her head and was so scared that she jumped up.

"Oh my, hurry up, help the old lady out!"

The deaf old lady is about to die!

Seeing this, Yi Zhonghai hurriedly stood up, grabbed the deaf old lady's arm and lifted her up, and together with the aunt, rescued the deaf old lady.

Damn, Jia Dongxu, can’t you go outside and fart?

What a bad luck!

If the situation did not allow it, Yi Zhonghai would have wanted to curse loudly.

A nice table of food and wine was ruined by Jia Dongxu's fart.

Qin Huairu was next to Jia Dongxu and suffered the most. She looked at Jia Dongxu with complicated eyes and had cursed him several times in her heart.

Come out for a meal, can you please not do such embarrassing things?

If you really can’t hold it any longer, go to the toilet!

Others may not know, but Qin Huairu knows very well in her heart that what Jia Dongxu just said was definitely not just a fart.

He definitely pulled it into his trouser pocket.

Damn, you are having such a mess during the New Year’s Eve dinner, aren’t you disgusted?

I don't know if Shazhu next to him was drunk or dazed by the smoke, but he actually laughed dryly a few times: "Haha~~ It's okay, it's okay, I farted, don't be scared."

"Come on, open the windows and doors, and ventilate it."

This idiot probably thought it was Qin Huairu who farted.

Jia Dongxu looked at Sha Zhu with embarrassment.

Now that you’ve said that, should I leave or not?

If I don't leave, what will happen to the money in my pocket? If I leave, won't that be a confession?

After hesitating for a while, Jia Dongxu decided not to leave.

Anyway, I'm wearing cotton pants, which are quite absorbent. Let Shazhu take the blame for the arrogance.

After opening the windows for ventilation and waiting for the stench to subside, Yi Zhonghai came back with the deaf old lady.

Alas, these dishes cannot be wasted.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Jia Dongxu warmly invited them to continue drinking.

"Come on, come on, uncle, let's go..."

Before he could finish his words, Jia Dongxu's face suddenly changed, and the familiar feeling came back.

No, no, we must not put it in the house this time, we must go to the yard.

But Jia Dongxu couldn't control this thing. As soon as he stood up, a series of beeping sounds came from his back feet.

"Dulala~"

"Dulala!"

This time it was a series of solid farts, and they were extremely smelly.

The familiar stench enveloped everyone again. Qin Huairu felt her eyes turn red and couldn't help but cry.

Sha Zhu was also stunned. He looked at Qin Huairu and then at Jia Dongxu. Only then did he realize that he had just taken the blame for Jia Dongxu.

"Dongxu, are you crazy? Why did you poop in the house?" An old lady couldn't help but complain, "Do you want to stink us to death?"

But now Jia Dongxu was no longer able to speak. The pain in his stomach was so severe that he couldn't even stand up.

“Puff, puff, puff~~~Du La La~~~”

It was as if some kind of switch was turned on, and the series of farts could not be stopped.

For a moment, the oxygen content in the room dropped sharply, and the air seemed to have a faint color. Yi Zhonghai and others were really high on it.