"My mom isn't very educated, so she might say some things that aren't quite right. Please bear with her... I'll definitely talk to her when I get back," Zhao Wenshan explained with a forced smile, without mentioning Lin Baiwei at all.
The neighbors couldn't help but shake their heads. This Zhao Wenshan was a typical mama's boy. It seems that being a mama's boy has little to do with education level. A PhD mama's boy is even more extreme.
Ye Qingqing sneered and pointed at the old lady, mocking, "Your mother just slandered my son, saying that he broke her back and demanded 100,000 yuan in compensation. Everyone heard it. I didn't smear your mother. Mr. Zhao, how am I supposed to take responsibility for this?"
The others chimed in, saying, "That's right, your mom's words were really awful. The kid just gave her a light push, and she threw a tantrum on the ground. Don't blame it all on her lack of education. We also come from the countryside and even worked in the countryside during the Cultural Revolution. Those uneducated old folks there were all very simple and honest, and none of them were like your mom."
The middle-aged, overweight man who had worked with Zhao Wenshan before also came over. He had long disliked Zhao Wenshan, so he took the opportunity to say, "This is clearly a matter of character. I could tell from the old lady's face that she wasn't a kind person. She looked fierce and her character was seriously questionable!"
"Yes, yes, it's because of their bad character. Everyone in our community is civilized, and it's really annoying to have such a low-class person move in. They cause trouble every few days. We bought this place because we wanted peace and quiet, but now even that can't be satisfied. Doesn't the property management care?" someone complained.
Ye Qingqing pointed at the pig and said, "We all have children. Children learn good things from good things and bad things from bad things. Mr. Zhao, please keep your mother's wonderful swearing at home. Don't come to my house to put on a show and pollute my son's ears. If she causes trouble again, I will call the police. Don't blame me for not caring about neighborly relations."
Several mothers with children changed their expressions upon hearing this. They had initially just been watching the spectacle, but now that it involved their own children, they could no longer stand idly by.
"Yes, if you want to curse, go home and curse at your own son and grandson. Don't come out here and pollute our ears. It's like one bad apple spoiling the whole bunch. We're a high-end neighborhood, how can there be such a low-class person? We're so unlucky."
Everyone complained, and their gazes toward Zhao Wenshan and his mother became even more disdainful. Even Zhao Wenshan's doctoral degree could not conceal the vulgarity of this mother and son.
The old woman was furious. She put her hands on her hips and yelled, "So what if I swear? It's none of your business! I'll swear at whoever I don't like. Even the Emperor himself can't stop me. You're all just bored and have nothing better to do. If you piss me off, I'll come to your doorstep and start swearing at you!"
She felt that these neighbors were meddling in her affairs. She had cursed for three days and three nights in the village and no one cared, and she even cursed more rudely. This was nothing compared to what she had done. These people were just bored and had nothing better to do. She had to teach them a lesson. She was not someone to be bullied.
Zhao Wenshan realized something was wrong and quickly pulled his mother along, saying, "Let's go home. We can talk about this at home. Stop yelling!"
"Never mind them, these people deserve to be scolded. Wenshan, let go, I'm going to show them what I'm capable of today!"
The old lady shoved her son aside, rolled up her sleeves, and prepared to fight. Ye Qingqing took a basin of water from the house and splashed it directly at the old lady, soaking Zhao Wenshan as well.
"Go home and curse, don't dirty my yard, get out!" Ye Qingqing said coldly.
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