Chapter 82: If This Child Was Bit by a Dog, It's Mad Dog Disease

"You gay man, on what grounds do you report to the Public Security Bureau? Clearly you bullied my grandson and scared him into wetting his pants!"

"I don't care; my grandson wants egg cake, give it to me and I'll consider forgiving your recklessness."

The old lady had a meddlesome, clingy demeanor, a calculating look, constantly sizing up the two young people opposite her.

Looks like they're a newlywed couple; buying so much candy, it's wedding candy, right?

Shen Man heard her own man being threatened, immediately stopped, and, with a fierce look, leaned forward to retort:

"Want egg cake? You grandparents and grandchildren just snatch openly, then turn the tables, and think it's justified to extort?"

"You little sissy, I'm talking to your man, why are you meddling?"

The old lady's gaze turned venomous, her squinting eyes narrowed, as if contemplating how to tear a layer of skin off the couple opposite.

Shen Man was insulted; although she didn't understand how filthy the term "little sissy" was, she inexplicably felt the old lady's mouth was full of profanity!

She, puffed up with anger, her face flushed red, wanted to curse back, but her profanity vocabulary was poor, and she worried about the man being present, not wanting to damage her image in his eyes—so frustrated!

"Report to the Public Security Bureau: this older woman is suspected of fraud, blackmail, and insulting active‑duty soldiers and their military spouses; we as a couple do not accept an apology, we will report to the Public Security Bureau."

Jiang Ye again said he would report to the Public Security Bureau, then gestured for his daughter‑in‑law to step behind him, as if angry about such a person?

Not worth it.

In his previous life, he had seen many back‑house scheming tactics, the domestic battles among women.

In this era, there's no need to worry about so much.

His daughter‑in‑law, he will protect.

"You—"

The old lady seemed a bit frightened: an active‑duty officer and a military spouse?

She was a bit fierce just now, the insult was a bit dirty; these two won't actually send her to the Public Security Bureau, right?

"Fine, I'll go to the Public Security Bureau right now!"

The middle‑aged man's eyes lit up; no wonder he felt this newlywed couple matched well, with extraordinary temperament—so they really are gay soldiers wearing military coats!

With a gay soldier as witness, perhaps he could shake off this huge trouble!

After speaking, he rode off on his bicycle without looking back, to report to the Public Security Bureau!

"Hey, I don't want egg cake anymore; compensate me two yuan, or—no, one yuan will do."

The old lady truly panicked now, unwilling to give up, trying to make one last claim.

The result was predictable; Jiang Ye's gaze was as if looking at a dead person—calm, unruffled, dark as night, tightly penetrating.

Of course, a guilty thief would think that.

The onlookers, ordinary crowd, were not afraid; in their view, nowadays a soldier's identity is like a living signboard—extremely reliable, very reassuring!

They instinctively surrounded the old lady and the grandchild, leaving no chance of escape!

"Everyone, listen up; this old lady still wants to extort us for money."

"My daughter‑in‑law is young and timid; even when insulted she wouldn't retort. If I hadn't come with her today, and she had gone out alone, who knows what this old lady would have extorted!"

"Everyone, you also have young children at home—sons and daughters‑in‑law—if your kids were bullied and extorted by this grandparent pair, think about it..."

As Jiang Ye spoke, Shen Man consciously played along, acting as if frightened, eyes slightly reddened, a pitiful little victim of bullying.

On one side, the meddlesome, clingy, filthy, unscrupulous grandparent pair rolling on the ground causing trouble.

On the other side, a perfectly matched, upright military family couple, the contrast obvious.

Moreover, the officer's words made perfect sense: if one day their own children—son and daughter‑in‑law—were scammed and extorted by this grandparent pair, what would they do?

We must not let good people be disheartened, nor let military families suffer unfair treatment!

Passersby, including an old man driving a mule cart, instinctively gathered, watching the grandparent pair on the ground, preventing them from leaving.

Shen Man at this moment felt relieved that she didn't have a saintly heart!

Indeed, life is full of "surprises"; among the vulnerable, they're not always truly weak—there is also evil.

In the eyes of pure evil, they are always right, and others always owe them!

"Ahhh."

The little boy, irritable, slammed his head against his grandmother's belly, like a calf that can't be pulled away.

"Grandma, you said that as long as I roll on the ground, I can snatch anyone's stuff; I want egg cake, I want candy!"

"Ahhh."

This fierce questioning, how does it resemble a child of this age?

The onlookers stepped back a few paces, fearing they'd be bitten by this abnormal child.

If this child has ever been bitten by a dog, that's mad dog disease!

Mad dog disease has no cure and is fatal!

"Oh dear, my good grandson, don't hit Grandma; my chest hurts."

"Grandma will buy you candy, buy you egg cake; stop hitting me."

"Oh dear."

The old lady, who earlier wore a sour, cutting expression, is now being slammed by her own grandson, her mouth full of curses, shouting pleas for mercy.

But it's too late; the boy suddenly, like a madman, plopped his bottom onto her belly, fists clenched, repeatedly pounding his fists on her forehead—

"I made you deceive me!"

"Old thing, are you disgusted because I'm sick and you don't want to raise me?"

Shen Man frowned at the scene; the little boy's condition was already severe.

Chao Xiong himself is already dangerous, unrestrained by family, with severe irritability; combined, his BUFFF is maxed out.

Such a child, even when grown, could be a heavy burden on society and family.

She considered herself not a kind saint; she didn't want to, nor would she, get involved in such matters.

Brother Jiang Ye, let's put the things on the mule cart first.

Fortunately, the car rental was all-inclusive, so even if we delay a bit, it won't affect the old man much.

Okay.

Jiang Ye answered with a sound, and he also noticed that the little boy was off—his intelligence and temperament seemed problematic.

Seeing how violent the little boy is toward his doting grandmother, this isn't just a matter of upbringing; the boy is likely ill.

But this has nothing to do with him; who says soldiers must unconditionally be good to civilians?

That also depends on the situation, on the civilians.

Good civilians support the military, love the chairman, love life, are progressive; he protects.

Bad civilians insult the military, humiliate military families, bully others, are lowly scoundrels; he doesn't mind re-educating them on how to be human, even reincarnating them.

Ding-ling-ling.

The Public Security Bureau is here.

Quick, look, the Public Security Bureau really came.

At that moment, the director of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative actually brought back two Public Security Bureau comrades!

A middle-aged Public Security Bureau officer riding a motorcycle with a sidecar twisted the throttle, pulling the motorcycle to a stop in the open space in front of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative.

The young Public Security Bureau officer in the sidecar jumped off the vehicle, stood firm, took out handcuffs, and looked around...