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

How do you know my son went to college?

The landlord looked at Bai Li smugly, completely ignoring the deeper meaning behind his words.

Then he turned his head and looked down at Li Jiaxin with a condescending gaze.

"Did you find out secretly?"

The landlord pointed a finger, his sarcasm unleashed:

"What's wrong? Can't make it out there? Seeing other people's lives getting better and better, are you starting to feel envious?"

The landlord got more and more excited as he talked, and started pacing back and forth in the room.

He knew that Li Jiaxin hadn't even finished junior high school, and her words were full of superiority and belittling others.

"My son is the only college student in this big courtyard in the last ten years!"

He patted his beer belly:

"That's a genuine reincarnation of the God of Literature! He's about to get a stable job in an office."

He stopped and looked Li Jiaxin up and down with disdain.

"Look at yourself, you dropped out of junior high and went off to mess around."

"You really think that just because you've changed into nice clothes, you're a city person now?"

"Let me tell you, a lowly thug like you isn't even worthy to carry my son's shoes! Stop coveting him!"

Li Jiaxin rolled her eyes so hard they almost reached the sky as she listened to these nonsensical and crazy words.

She looked at the middle-aged, fat man in front of her with an expression as if she were looking at a clown:

"Excuse my bluntness," Li Jiaxin retorted, "What's the point of your son going to school?"

"Jiaxin is right." Bai Li continued the conversation, her tone relaxed:

"These days, don't think that just because you've studied for a few years you're amazing."

"Your son might not even be as successful as those who don't go to school and work in factories making screws."

The landlord couldn't stand it when he heard Bai Li and Li Jiaxin slandering his precious son.

His son is the only son in the Zhang family, and the whole family cherishes him.

Normally, if anyone dares to say even the slightest dissent, he'll fight them to the death.

"How dare you insult my son?!"

The landlord yelled at the top of his lungs, his eyes wide open.

Bai Li saw that he was almost ready.

The biggest scandals that radar detects need all the parties involved to be gathered together to make them truly exciting.

Bai Li continued to deliberately provoke him:

"So what if I scolded your son?"

"Believe it or not, bring your mother and son over here, and I'll still dare to point my finger at you and curse you to your face!"

"I came uninvited without my son calling me!"

A bark came from outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, the door was pushed open forcefully.

The old woman who was just playing mahjong in the yard walked in with her arm around a young man's shoulder.

The grandmother and grandson make their official entrance.

As soon as the old woman entered the room, her eyes swept over Bai Li.

Although she was terrified of Bai Li's voodoo doll incident, how could she not fight back when her most beloved grandson was being insulted and ridiculed?

"Looks like this old lady hasn't been out of the mountains for too long," the old woman howled in her hoarse voice.

"Nobody knows how good I am at trash-talking in the old town!"

She pointed at Li Jiaxin's grandmother, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and started firing:

"You old bastard, is this how you discipline your granddaughter? Bringing some random man to someone else's territory and causing trouble?"

"How can your mouth stink so badly? How many filthy junk have you eaten?"

Li Jiaxin stood in front of her grandmother, and just as she spat back, the landlord's son spoke up:

"Jiaxin, you're back?"

He wore black-rimmed glasses, his face was covered in acne scars, and his hair was so oily it could fill a car with gasoline.

Li Jiaxin endured her nausea and stared at him for a long time before recognizing him as the landlord's son.

When I was a kid living in the courtyard, this guy really disgusted me.

Her brows furrowed, showing no mercy whatsoever:

"Can you please stop making such a disgusting noise?"

Li Jiaxin looked at him with a face full of disgust:

"You've looked even more sleazy after all these years."

She left no room for negotiation in her words.

I originally thought the landlord's son would back down or become angry after hearing this.

Unexpectedly, his brain circuits were not structured like those of a normal person.

Instead of being angry at such a blatant insult, he became smug.

How did you know I passed the civil service exam?

"Through relentless effort, studying at the library every night, I finally succeeded!"

The landlord's son spoke with a smug look on his face.

He cleared his throat and continued his speech.

"Jiaxin, I heard everything just now. You were secretly asking me about me."

"I know you've had a tough time these past few years, and I understand your bittersweet feeling now that I've finally made it big."

The landlord's son continued speaking to himself, completely absorbed in his own fantasy:

"But you don't need to use insults to get my attention."

"This is like when I was a kid, I would deliberately bully the person I liked."

The landlord watched her son's swagger, puffing out his chest with pride, while the old woman smiled, her face crinkling with wrinkles.

After listening to this long-winded speech, Li Jiaxin was so angry that she laughed.

She pointed to the landlord's son's face:

"Who the hell are you, Jiahao?"