Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s

Chapter 550: 550th, you must stand up for me.

Gu Shuangshuang went downstairs with the lock, and when she got to the bathroom, she gently pushed the door.

Inside, Feng Chunhua’s voice came through: ”Someone’s here, stop pushing.”

Gu Shuangshuang’s lips curled upwards, and after making sure no one was around, she locked the bathroom door from the outside with a click, proudly raised her eyebrows, and left.

Feng Chunhua, hearing someone messing with the door, called out: ”Who’s out there?”

Outside, it was dead silent, not a single sound.

Feng Chunhua, feeling much better after using the bathroom and pulling up her pants, was ready to leave.

She tried to open the door latch from the inside and pull the door towards her, but it wouldn’t budge.

After several pulls, the door still didn’t open.

Peering through the crack, she saw that the door had been locked.

This door was clearly an old one taken from somewhere else, and although it had a place for a lock, it never had one; it was specifically kept unlockable for the convenience of everyone needing to use the bathroom.

Who would come and lock it!

Needless to say, the first person Feng Chunhua thought of was Gu Shuangshuang.

So, she started shouting from the bathroom downstairs: ”Somebody! Open the door for me! I’ve been locked in the bathroom.”

The building was eerily quiet, and no matter how loudly Feng Chunhua yelled, no one came.

She kicked and made a fuss in the bathroom, but still, no one came.

Not until mealtime did Zhang Guifang take Yang Erxiu to eat, and they didn’t see Feng Chunhua anywhere.

She happened to run into Gu Shuangshuang and asked if she had seen Feng Chunhua.

Gu Shuangshuang casually lied, saying Feng Chunhua had gone out to buy watermelon.

By evening, people gradually started to return.

Feng Chunhua’s throat was hoarse from shouting, the medication had passed through her system, but she still felt the urge to go to the bathroom from time to time, and by the last trip, she was out of toilet paper.

Desperate, she squatted there, legs numb and unable to stand.

Zhang Guifang, with Yang Erxiu in tow, hadn’t seen Feng Chunhua come to take her son for quite a while and was starting to get unhappy. So, she took Yang Erxiu upstairs to look for her.

Just when she passed the bathroom, she heard someone inside sobbing, and the voice sounded like Feng Chunhua’s.

”It’s my mom’s voice,” Yang Erxiu said, immediately recognizing Feng Chunhua’s voice.

”Chunhua, is that you?” Zhang Guifang called through the door.

”It’s me! It’s me! Guifang, please save me! I’ve been locked in the bathroom and now I don’t have any paper either. I’m so tired from squatting here,” Feng Chunhua wailed.

”Okay, don’t panic! I’ll get you out,” Zhang Guifang assured her.

Zhang Guifang found a large stone on the ground and smashed the door lock, then pushed the door open to enter the bathroom. Seeing Feng Chunhua’s pitiful state, she couldn’t help but laugh.

”How’d you manage to get locked in here?” Zhang Guifang pulled out a piece of paper from her pocket and handed it to Feng Chunhua, ”Hurry up and wipe yourself, get up.”

”It must have been those two little vixens!” Feng Chunhua said resentfully.

Finally able to stand up, Feng Chunhua nearly toppled in the bathroom; being confined for several hours had made her legs feel alien.

”You’ve been stuck here all this time; why didn’t you think to kick the door down?”

”I didn’t think of it at first; I figured shouting would bring someone to help. Later, when I wanted to kick it, I couldn’t get up from squatting here, could I?”

”Alright, alright. Lean on me; let’s get you upstairs,” Zhang Guifang said.

After taking Feng Chunhua upstairs, Zhang Guifang left.

Gu Shuangshuang went downstairs, retrieved the lock, and threw it into the trash bin.

Late into the night, Yang Dahe came back. As soon as he entered, Feng Chunhua burst into tears, wailing dramatically: ”Yang Dahe, you’ve got to stand up for me! I can’t take it anymore; I’m being bullied by two little girls to the point of misery.”