“I feel like some people would still want it after washing it.”
"I have an idea."
Xuemei pretended to take out a can of something very ugly and smelly from her schoolbag, smeared it on both clothes, and then used mud in a puddle to make it look like shit, and smeared it on both clothes.
"Xuemei, it smells and looks like you fell into a cesspool. Xuemei, what was that stinky stuff you just applied? Ugh..."
"Yeah, it's a kitchen failure my sister made." Last Chinese New Year, Qingya insisted on learning how to make moldy tofu, but ended up with a black, smelly, rotten tofu. Xuemei had left a note to remind Qingya not to try it rashly, as leaving it in the house stunk up. The last time she went home, Liu's mother told her to take it away and find a place to throw it away. Xuemei had originally planned to find a stinking puddle to dispose of it, but she had forgotten about it in her space. It wasn't until this morning, while waiting for everyone in the dormitory to leave and sorting out the money, that she remembered it and smelled the stench on the money.
"Your sister is better at cooking than me." Luo Yao gave a thumbs up in admiration.
"Yaoyao, I won't say any more. I'm going to find a place for the parade first."
"Xuemei, can I go with you? I know where it is, and I'll go help you."
"Okay, then you can do whatever you see everyone doing. When you see Teacher Wang and us passing by, remember to keep cursing. If you don't know how to curse, just learn from others. Curse the same way they do. Especially when I'm handing things to Teacher Wang and the others."
"Wait, I forgot one thing." Xuemei smeared stinky tofu on both sides of the cloth bag containing corn cakes and coarse grain steamed buns, rolled the outside of the bag on the ground a few times, and then sprinkled some mud into the bag.
"Let's go! Yaoyao."
When Xuemei and Luo Yao arrived, a lot of people had already gathered. Many of them were cursing the people in the middle, listing their crimes, and throwing rotten eggs, rotten vegetable leaves, and stones into the middle.
"Yaoyao, I didn't see Zhang Xiaodong, how about you?"
"I didn't see him either. He probably didn't come." Teacher Wang was standing next to the group of people inside.
"Okay, follow me and remember what I just said."
Xuemei picked up some rotten vegetable leaves and small stones from the ground, intending to throw things while cursing.
After a while, when Xuemei and Luo Yao squeezed next to Teacher Wang, Xuemei signaled Luo Yao with her eyes.
Xuemei squatted down beside Teacher Wang, who had a sign around his neck with some unpleasant words written on it. In just two weeks, Teacher Wang was nothing more than a skeleton, his hair completely white, and his clothes still the same dark green Mao suit he always wore.
"Wang Guoping, as a teacher, instead of teaching properly, you actually gave me some unorthodox teachings. You are not worthy of your profession. You are truly guilty of a heinous crime."
Wang Guoping looked at Xuemei. When he first heard Xuemei scolding him, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, but gradually he became indifferent.
Xuemei started to undress Wang Guoping while cursing him. "You bad guy, how can you wear such nice clothes? Take them off!"
Wang Guoping struggled at first, but Xuemei seized the opportunity to grab his hand and write "clothes, money," on it. After writing each time, she slapped him several times. After doing this several times, Wang Guoping finally understood. Xuemei successfully removed Wang Guoping's clothes and pulled a smelly cotton-padded jacket from her backpack. The air was immediately filled with a foul odor. She was about to put it on Wang Weiguo when several people approached.
"What are you doing?"
"He's a mean fellow, comrade, and I don't think he deserves such fine clothes."
"Then why did you give him the cotton-padded jacket?"
"Comrade, come over and smell and take a look, and you'll know."
"This is…"
"Yes, it fell into the urine bucket and got caked with feces. The cotton wool inside has been used for more than ten years."
“When the two heard this, they quickly took their hands off their clothes.”
"I think these vicious people should wear stinky clothes like this. It's still quite hot now. Wearing this stinky cotton jacket will make them feel like they are being roasted all the time. I want them to pay the price for their mistakes."
"Well done, comrade," said the leader of the two men.
"You stinky guy, why don't you put on your clothes quickly?" Wang Guoping put on his clothes with a numb look on his face.
Xuemei walked over to Wang Guoping again and said, "You little bastard, you're in cahoots with him. You don't deserve to wear such nice clothes. Take them off and put this on me." Xuemei threw the other stinky cotton-padded jacket to the ground.
Wang Guoping's son Wang He was only thirteen or fourteen years old. He stared at Xuemei with a sinister look in his eyes.
"What are you looking at, you little brat? If you keep looking, I'll dig your eyes out." Wang Guoping pulled Wang He. Wang He had no choice but to take off his clothes and put on his smelly cotton jacket.
After Xuemei waited for them to change, she took out two corn cakes from the cloth bag in her schoolbag and quickly stuffed them into their mouths. She then blocked Wang He's mouth with her hand to prevent her from spitting them out.
"Comrade, what are you doing? Why are you feeding these two bad guys?"
"Comrade, come here and see what I have. Auntie, come here and smell it too." Xuemei pulled an aunt out from the crowd.
When Xuemei took the cloth bag out of her schoolbag, everyone smelled a foul odor.
"Could it be that there are also... leaders here asking questions?"
Xuemei nodded.
How many are in your bag? The man with the tie said, holding his nose.
Xuemei opened the bag and looked inside, then said, "Comrade, there are still ten left."
"Okay, there are exactly ten bad guys here, you give each of them one. I tell you guys, you are not allowed to spit it out."
"Revolution is not a crime, comrade, it has been issued."
"Okay, comrade, you've done a great job. Why don't you come to our place?"
"Serving the people, comrade, thank you for your compliment. I feel that my current abilities are not enough. I will return to participate after I return and study hard. Comrade, my classmates and I have also been stained with stench from punishing these bad elements. Can we leave first to clean up? Otherwise, we will be stained with stench too."
The leader nodded, holding his nose, and Xuemei and Luo Yao walked away. When they reached a deserted area, they breathed a sigh of relief. Their legs began to tremble, and they sat down on the ground.
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