"If you think it doesn't make a sound, I'll demonstrate it for you again."
She spoke earnestly, and the women listened with satisfaction, wishing they could personally slap the men who accused them of being immoral a thousand times over.
The middle-aged man is an extremely chauvinistic person.
He is very concerned about his image and cannot tolerate the slightest disobedience. If his wife brings him a little too hot water to wash his feet, he will beat her up to establish his absolute authority at home.
His face turned ashen and he was panting heavily after being slapped in the face by Lin Xiaoxiao, a woman, in front of so many people.
He raised his hand to grab Lin Xiaoxiao's hair.
This is an experience he learned from his own wife: first grab her hair to immobilize her, then beat her hard.
"Uncle, come on, you want to hit someone?" The moment he raised his hand, the man next to him grabbed his collar and pulled him back.
Others chimed in, "Exactly, at his age he's still acting disrespectfully."
The middle-aged man's eyebrows shot up. "What do you know? Throughout history, has there ever been a case of a woman hitting a man?"
Lin Xiaoxiao raised an eyebrow. "Oh, so you're still an old feudalist. No wonder you belittle women. Great men say that women hold up half the sky. Are you going against him by spreading gender antagonism here?"
Once these words were spoken, the young people watching the commotion could no longer pretend they hadn't seen it.
He stepped forward and expertly grabbed the middle-aged man.
"Let me go, let me go!" The middle-aged man struggled violently.
These actions and words seemed familiar to everyone. Looking to the side, they realized, "Oh my, a second marriage!"
The middle-aged man was still shouting that women shouldn't hit men, and that it's normal for men to hit women.
Lin Xiaoxiao put her hands on her hips and said sarcastically, "So what if I hit you? You useless piece of trash, thinking you can fly just because you have an extra part. If I met a man like you, I would just chop you up with a knife."
The men shuddered and brought their legs together.
The women looked at her with sparkling eyes.
"Ahem..." The young man coughed, reminding Lin Xiaoxiao to take it easy and not to say things so bluntly.
These young people from the government are good people, and Lin Xiaoxiao is happy to give them some face.
A glance swept across the crowd, and those who had been pointing and whispering about the woman lowered their heads guiltily. Although they felt they hadn't done anything wrong, none of them wanted to be led astray by the young man.
"Thank you, comrade." The women thanked Lin Xiaoxiao one after another, expressing their gratitude for her speaking up for them.
Lin Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "You're welcome, you're very brave."
"If you encounter something like this in the future, you must speak up. Since the country's laws stipulate the crime of hooliganism, it is naturally to protect everyone."
"Let all those men who can't control themselves go and get shot."
The women had tears in their eyes, but their faces were beaming with smiles.
The young men, along with two other men, prepared to go back, while the others gradually dispersed.
"What are you doing?!" A shrill scream rang out.
Everyone stopped in their tracks, their faces beaming with laughter.
What a wonderful day it is today! There's one exciting event after another that just won't end.
"Why are you touching me?" The old woman, with a vegetable basket hanging from her arm, clutched her chest and glared fiercely at the woman in front of her.
Lin Xiaoxiao looked her up and down, her eyes seeming to want to strip her naked.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he not only didn't restrain himself, but instead became even more unscrupulous and groped the old woman's sagging breasts.
Wen Shiyu: "......"
Luo Qingming: "..."
The onlookers: "......"
Wow, this is so lively and exciting!
The old woman screamed and tried to run away, but Lin Xiaoxiao grabbed her, saying, "Why are you running? Isn't dressing so provocatively just so people can touch you?"
Everyone looked.
Good heavens, a patched coarse cloth shirt, dark blue trousers, cloth shoes, and a headscarf wrapped around his head.
You're telling me that being all covered up is considered indecent?
"Are you sick in the head?" The old woman was on the verge of a breakdown.
Lin Xiaoxiao grabbed her arm, her eyes undisguised as she critiqued her, "Never mind whether I'm sick or not, look at you, what decent old woman wears clothes that are fitted at the waist? Are your pants so small to show off your flat butt? Why are you wearing such bright colors? In my opinion, an old woman your age should stay at home every day, otherwise you'll just have to accept your bad luck if you get groped outside."
The old woman's face turned pale.
The others more or less realized what was happening.
Lin Xiaoxiao's lines were exactly what the old woman had just said to those women.
Those standing around the old woman heard her harsh words and secretly thought she was unreasonable.
Seeing Lin Xiaoxiao use her own methods against him now, he felt instantly satisfied.
Some mischievous people, always eager for a good show, joined in the commotion, saying things like, "That woman is right. At your age, you dress so provocatively, isn't it just so people can touch you?"
"Why are you unhappy about being touched?"
"You old woman, why do you insist on putting patches on your clothes? Are you trying to attract attention on purpose?"
"You're quite cunning."
"......"
Old woman: Holy crap, did I do this on purpose? It's broken and needs fixing, isn't it?
"Nonsense, you..."
More and more people gathered around, each taking turns criticizing the old woman.
The old woman finally experienced what it felt like to be slandered and wronged, and to be unable to defend herself. She kept begging Lin Xiaoxiao to let her go.
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