"Yes, this is the first time I've ever seen such a disgusting scene," said Su Tieniu's wife, panting, hands on her hips. The old man and woman, along with the eldest son and his wife, were covered in excrement. Even as they stood, yellowish water dripped from their pants. They'd all soiled themselves; their house stank just as Lai Di had described—it was filled with excrement.
Upon hearing what Su Tieniu's wife said, the wives vomited again, their minds replaying the scene they had witnessed. They quickly began to retch, feeling extreme discomfort in their throats and stomachs.
I reckon that in the future, if they hear about this kind of situation, they won't even dare to look at the things they're given. One time almost made them vomit, and if it happens again, they'll probably be wrapped in a straw mat.
Old Su and his companions were utterly despondent, their faces ashen. If the old women had seen them soiling themselves, the whole village would know they'd done it soon enough, not just tomorrow.
They stayed in the yard until dark before they dared to drag their weak legs out of the house to wash in the river. There wasn't enough water to wash inside; they were too filthy to go inside the house or rooms. The yard was dirty, but a dirty house would be a real problem and difficult to clean.
The weather was still cold at night. The four of them came to the riverbank, shivering, and touched the water with their hands. The water was so cold that they quickly pulled their hands back. It was too cold to wash in. The four of them stood there on the riverbank, unable to make up their minds to go into the river to wash.
"Hurry up and wash. Standing here won't do any good; you're all dirty and wet, and you'll be cold. Just wash up quickly so you can go home," Old Man Su suggested.
Old Su was the first to go into the river. As soon as he touched the water, he started to tremble all over, but he had no choice but to wash himself, even though he was cold. With that thought in mind, he began to wash himself.
The other three, seeing that Old Man Su had gone down to wash, also endured the icy river water and quickly went down to wash themselves, making hissing sounds as they washed.
They could only wash away the dirt, but the stench was inescapable, and they couldn't worry about that for now. After getting out of the river, they shivered and walked home. Once home, they took off their wet clothes and changed into dry ones.
The house stank terribly, and they smelled terrible too. They were dehydrated and exhausted from diarrhea, and the whole family had no appetite; all they wanted to do was sleep. When they returned to their room, they were too afraid to sleep on the bed for fear of soiling it with their own stench. So they removed the kitchen door and the main room door and placed them on the floor in their room to use as beds.
The next day, the whole village was abuzz with the news that yesterday, Old Man Su, Old Woman Su, and their eldest son had all had diarrhea and soiled their pants. The entire house reeked; it was unbearable to get close.
Su Xingran also heard the news. She smiled, thinking that the people in the old house deserved it. It was worth it for her to poison their water tank in the middle of the night. She had used a laxative-type drug that would cause diarrhea to anyone who took it, regardless of how much or how little they ate. They would be unable to hold their buttocks in and would experience continuous pain and diarrhea.
Consider this punishment as interest on their actions. We'll give them a proper punishment when we catch them in the act. They're just too idle, always causing trouble for their own family.
Mr. and Mrs. Su heard it, of course, but they didn't react at all. They didn't even want to see anyone who wanted to harm their daughter. The fact that they didn't wish for their daughter's death was the last bit of affection they had left as husband and wife.
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