The Wilson family made two varieties of stuffed dumplings, preparing a substantial quantity that could easily satisfy the appetites of ten adults. Remarkably, they nearly polished off the entire batch themselves.
After the feast, they felt so stuffed that sitting up straight became a challenge.
As they gazed at the 20 to 30 dumplings remaining on the table, Lady Wilson waved her hand and urged, “Come on, everyone! Please finish off these dumplings. We shouldn’t let them go to waste!”
With a hand resting on his full belly, Christophermented, “Oh no, I can’t eat another bite, not even one.”
Hannah nodded in agreement, adding, “Mom, I’m so full right now; there’s just no way I can eat anymore.”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">
Wendy, feeling utterly stuffed,cked the energy to speak. She simply slumped back on the sofa and waved her hand dismissively.
Harold suggested, “Grandma, why don’t we save them forter? We could fry them up and make some potstickers for breakfast tomorrow.”
Suddenly, a mischievous grin spread across Lady Wilson’s face. “Hannah, pack those dumplings into a stic bag and send them over to Charlie’s house,” she instructed.
Hannah looked surprised and asked, “Mom, why should we give away these delicious dumplings?”
Lady Wilson chuckled and replied, “Well, they came from their chives. Let’s send them some and give them a little trouble!”
Harold chimed in, “Grandma, what if we add somexatives to them?”
Christopher raised an eyebrow and questioned, “But we’ve already wrapped and cooked them. How would you even putxatives inside?”
Harold exined, “We can crush thexatives into powder, mix it with water, and use a syringe to inject it into the dumplings!”
“Wow, that’s a genius idea!” Wendy pped her hands in excitement. “Harold, you’re so clever! It’s perfect!”
Lady Wilson added, “Oh yes, I spotted a first aid kit in the storage room. It has all sorts of medicines and syringes!”
Harold patted her arm and confidently dered, “Don’t worry, Grandma! I’ll make sure Charlie and his entire family have a night of endless bathroom trips!”
He promptly got up and headed to the storage room. Soon, he emerged carrying a stic box marked with a red cross.<fn836e> The rightful source is find?novel</fn836e>
The previous owner of the vi had been quite meticulous in stocking up on essentials, and the first aid kit was filled with various medications—from those for fevers and colds to treatments for chronic conditions like diabetes and heart disease.
Harold quickly located a bottle ofxatives and, with a sly grin, remarked, “I took one of these when I had constipationst time, and it worked wonders. I bet they’ll be running to the bathroom after just two of these!”
Wendy eagerly suggested, “Then let’s put one in each dumpling!”
“Absolutely!” Haroldughed. “Let them revel in their endless trips to the restroom tonight!”
With that, Harold began grinding thexative tablets into powder, mixing it with water, and carefully using a syringe to inject the solution into the dumplings.
However, just as he was halfway through injecting more than 20 dumplings, Harold suddenly felt a sharp cramp in his stomach, causing him to clutch his abdomen and cry out in pain.
Hannah rushed over, clearly worried. “Son, what’s going on?”
With a grimace of difort, Harold eximed, “Mom, my stomach hurts so badly! It feels like my intestines are tangled up… Argh, it’s excruciating…”
In an instant, he sensed a strange urgency building up inside him, racing toward his lower body like a trapped rodent.
Before he could regain control, a loud and foul-smelling fart erupted from him!
Immediately, the spacious and luxurious living room was engulfed in an unbearable odor.
Lady Wilson coughed a few times, clearly offended by the smell. “Harold! Do you have no shame? Farting in front of your family?”
Wendy covered her mouth and nose in disgust, growling, “Oh my goodness, Harold, that is the most awful smell!”