Going home for Chinese New Year, I squeezed onto a bus with three energetic young women.

"Your grandson is really something."

Bai Li's voice, muffled in his palm, was tinged with disdain:

"Letting you experience firsthand the madness of maggots in a sea of ​​excrement—you probably won't find another filial son like him in Ping County."

Old Mrs. Ma had just pulled her head out of the pile of yellowish-brown liquid in the pit.

Her head and face were covered in a sticky substance, and there was even a half-eaten, undigested vegetable leaf stuck to her eyelids.

Hearing Bai Li's words, she trembled with anger and was about to curse:

"You... Ugh!"

Grandma Ma wanted to speak, but a wave of nausea washed over her, and she immediately...

Chen Tingting took a few steps back in disgust, keeping a safe distance.

Just as she was about to speak, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the courtyard.

"Mom! Mom, what's wrong?"

A round, chubby figure rushed over.

That's Mama Ma, notorious in the village for being a tyrant.

Behind her followed that timid, bear-like child with slap marks all over his face.

When Mama saw the open-air dry toilet and her own mother stubbornly emerging from the latrine, her face turned a deep shade of liver.

She has a simple logic: if something happens to her family, it must be someone else's fault.

Mama Ma turned her head, her small eyes fixed on Bai Li and his group of well-dressed young people.

"What did you do to my mother?"

Mama Ma screamed at the top of her lungs, her voice like a pig being slaughtered:

"And my son, look at his face, it's been beaten into a pulp! Who did this?"

Her flesh trembled incessantly with her roars, and the sweat mixed with the stench in the air was repulsive.

"Pay up! Nobody's leaving this village without at least ten thousand or eight thousand today!"

While shouting, Mama Ma slapped her thighs, perfectly capturing the posture of throwing a tantrum.

Lin Xiaoshuang was already in a bad mood, and when she saw this fat woman turn the tables on her, she was so angry that she laughed instead.

She stepped forward, straightening her slender waist, her blond hair gleaming in the sunlight.

"Hey Ma, watch your mouth."

Lin Xiaoshuang speaks very quickly and clearly:

"Your precious son blew your mother up himself; that's reaping what you sow, understand?"

She pointed to the unruly child still huddled there in the distance and continued:

"Besides, your own mother's still diving in the septic tank, and you're here asking for money?"

"What, are you saving this money to get your mom a nicer toilet stall?"

Speechless after being rebuked, Ma's mother turned to look at her son.

The mischievous child's eyes darted around, and he hid half his bottom behind the wall, clearly feeling extremely guilty.

"Help me... I don't want to stay here anymore..." Old Mrs. Ma cried out in her final moments in the pit.

Mama Ma then realized what was happening and, enduring the stench, ran towards the edge of the pit.

But as soon as I arrived, an even stronger fragrance hit me right in the head.

Mama Ma braked suddenly, her stomach churning violently.

"Ugh! Mom, wait a minute."

Mama covered her mouth, tears welling up from the fumes.

"This smell...it's too strong. I'm going to find a stick, yUe!"

"Stop looking for a stick!"

Old Mrs. Ma was almost in despair inside; she felt her soul was being assimilated.

"Hurry up and pull me out! I don't want to stay here for another second!"

At this moment, Old Lady Ma looked like a demon crawling out of the underworld, her entire body devoid of its original color.

"Didn't I raise you from infancy, taking care of your every need?"

The old lady finally snapped, her voice hoarse:

"Now you think I'm dirty, you old woman?"

"I've wasted my life raising you; you've lost all your conscience!"

Ma's mother looked troubled.

She hesitated for a long time before finally pulling a stick from the pile of firewood and carefully handing it over.

"Mom, hold on tight!"

The mother horse stood three meters away, leaning back in a posture not unlike that of someone fishing.

"Don't let your guard down, be gentle, or you'll splash me all over!"

Bai Li watched this scene of maternal love and filial piety and felt nothing but absurdity.

Zhang Qian clung to Bai Li's arm, her voice sweet and coquettish:

"Brother, look at that old woman, doesn't she look like a burnt potato?"

"Potatoes don't smell as bad as her," Bai Li replied.

Finally, after the mother horse exerted all her strength, she managed to...

With a sticky "splatter" sound, Grandma Ma was finally pulled out of the abyss.

She slumped to the ground, breathing in the fresh air in large gulps.

Although the air was filled with the smell of excrement, at least I could breathe more easily.

After a while, Grandma Ma recovered.

She showed no shame whatsoever; instead, she turned her head, her eyes, half-covered in filth, gleaming with a sinister light.

"Pay up!"

Grandma Ma's voice was shrill and as unpleasant as sawing wood.

"belch!"

"This happened while I was using your bathroom, and the Lin family has to pay compensation! This is called 'accidental death compensation'!"

As Grandma Ma spoke, she stood up, large chunks of yellow mud sliding down her trouser legs:

"If you don't give me money, I'll lie down in front of your house and let the whole village see how you city folks bully elderly people like this!"

Bai Li was genuinely amused.

When this person gets shameless, he's truly unbeatable.

He wanted to attack, but Granny Ma was now fully equipped with divine armor, so physical attacks would be suicidal, and the old woman couldn't understand magical attacks either.

"Go ahead and call."

Bai Li spoke indifferently, her tone devoid of any warmth:

"Call me whatever you want."

Lin Xiaoshuang couldn't sit still any longer.

The star jar in her arms was destroyed by this old lady's grandson, and that score hasn't been settled yet.

"Don't fucking throw dirty water on me."

Lin Xiaoshuang took a step forward, her face full of hostility:

"Your grandson blew up my outhouse, and I haven't even asked you for repair costs yet."

Zhang Qian added insult to injury:

"Yeah, you should be grateful we didn't charge you for the meal, you've eaten so much!"

Upon hearing this, Grandma Ma looked at her grandson.

The chubby boy's face was filled with terror, and his legs were shaking uncontrollably.

Grandma Ma doted on this grandson the most in her life. In the past, when her grandson caused trouble for other families, she not only didn't stop him, but also helped clean up his messes.

But today, the fire has burned back at her.

She never wanted to relive the taste of that excrement being poured down her throat again.

This kid... he has to be disciplined.

She tried to put on a kind and gentle face to coax her grandson to get over it.

But as he opened his mouth, his face trembled, and a large chunk of half-dried mud fell to the ground with a "plop."

Her current form is that of a mud monster with a human-shaped outline.

It was taking strange steps, approaching the unruly child step by step:

"Hiccup~ Grandson, come here."

"Grandma... ugh... Grandma promises not to hit you."

Upon hearing this, the mischievous child hesitated for a moment.

I was about to take two steps forward when I was overwhelmed by the stench.

The chubby boy burst into tears and retreated rapidly.

"Grandma, don't come any closer! You smell terrible! Ugh!"

That utterance of "stinky" completely broke down Old Lady Ma's defenses.

She endured so much injustice, yet even her grandson despised her.

"Good grandson, Grandma's not dirty, let Grandma give you a hug..."

Grandma Ma sped up, her steps becoming increasingly frantic.

The mischievous child had nowhere to retreat and his back was pressed against the corner of the Lin family's courtyard wall.

He watched the sallow figure draw closer, his eyes filled with despair.

"Grandma, please, don't come any closer, I'm really scared... Ugh!"

At this moment, Grandma Ma had already reached the corner of the wall.

Her hands, covered in unidentified objects, were less than twenty centimeters from the child's collar.

She gave a sinister smile, which looked particularly ferocious against the backdrop of her mud-covered face:

"My dear grandson, you can't escape now..."

Grandma Ma's voice was low and suppressed:

"Grandma loves you, let Grandma treat you well~ I love you so much, oh oh oh oh..."