There are people in the world who are willing to give their lives and wealth for their partners, and there are people who dislike their partners' illness and drag themselves down and wish they could die early.

Chen Chang'an didn't know that there was something wrong with the male owner of the family at first, but when he passed by the door of the family, he seemed to hear the woman calling for help, vaguely, as if it was true or false, so he knocked on the door.

A few days later, Chen Chang'an heard about this incident in Chen Panpan's place. After the hostess fell ill, the hostess heard that it would cost a lot of money, so she locked the hostess at home, found some superstitious folk remedies, and often cursed women as a drag.

"This ugly trash man has a higher salary than his wife, and eats more than his wife, and he is embarrassed to say that his wife is a burden." Chen Panpan was so disgusted by this incident. "People like this are wasting air while living, occupying a cemetery when they die, and making people angry when they are not dead. Saying that he is garbage is insulting the garbage."

Several other male compatriots in the room dared not speak, but dared to nod from time to time to express their agreement, and then applauded and scolded them well.

"Aunt Juan hasn't come here these days. Haven't the matters at her sister's house been handled yet?" After Chen Panpan scolded the trash man, Chen Changan glanced at Aunt Juan's desk.

Aunt Zhou Juan is not here, and their office is not as tidy as before.

"I called Aunt Juan yesterday, but it didn't get through." Chen Panpan raised his chin towards the director's office, "Maybe the director knows that Aunt Juan has taken so many days off, so he must agree to the director."

"The director didn't say anything, it means it's not a big deal." Ding Yang sat in a chair and played with his mobile phone casually. "I haven't had much work recently, and I've also sent flyers." Moreover, most of the flyers I sent were not even looking at, and they just threw them away as waste paper.

However, these tedious tasks have to be done. Wuming City has a heavy feudal superstitious thought. In this era, there are people who are sick and do not go to the hospital. They turn to ask God for help, and finally delay treatment and die.

"It seems you want to go to the rumor scene in the middle of the night again." Chen Panpan threw a form to Ding Yang, "If you introduce these information into the system, you won't feel bored."

Their civil service department is a newly established working department. It is said that their highest department is the Ministry of National Security, but this is just a rumor. Anyway, their daily work content is not much different from that of the street office.

However, every time there are rumors about feudal superstitions, they will sort out the matter with relevant personnel into reports and import them into the office software for the civil service department.

"Sister, why are I always there?" Ding Yang felt a headache when he looked at the report.

"Because no one said there was nothing to do except you."

The two were arguing happily. The office phone in the office rang. Chen Panpan answered the phone: "Hello, this is Wuming Municipal People's Livelihood Service Department. Do you have any help?"

Not knowing what the other party said, Chen Panpan's face became very ugly. She turned her head and looked at Chen Chang'an: "The fact is not the case, please don't believe the rumors."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Panpan cursed: "A bunch of scumbags."

"What happened?" Chen Changan noticed that Chen Panpan was in a wrong mood.

"The scum who doesn't treat his wife, went online to spread rumors, saying that you can't hook up with his wife, and he won't let his wife see you, so you come to beat him." Chen Panpan gritted his teeth, "What's even more disgusting is that the scum's parents told reporters that their son is down-to-earth and reliable, and they are heartless about their daughter-in-law, but this daughter-in-law is unwilling to have children and spend money randomly. Now many people are scolding you for your adulterer. The person who called him just now called himself a reporter and said he wanted to understand the situation."

"Is this man wrong?" Ding Yang was shocked by this shameless operation. "I have seen someone who is not willing to be cuckolded when he was beaten to death. I have never seen someone who doesn't have a cuckold, and I have knitted a piece for myself."

"It's not good for Chang'an when things get big." Xu Ze said, "Many ordinary people don't know the truth. After being misled by some unscrupulous media, they may cause a public opinion storm. At that time, Chang'an may not even be able to save his job."

"I don't think you have to think so seriously." As the person involved, Chen Changan didn't expect that the man would have such a magical operation, but he felt that things didn't seem to be so bad. "Now all the words come from the man's family, and netizens are not so easy to be fooled."

Because the people in the civil service department meddled with other people's business, Zhang Qiang not only paid a sum of money to his wife for medical expenses, but was also educated and criticized by the police. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He thought of a distant cousin who was working on a self-media, so he contacted him.

This cousin was worried about the lack of topic, and when he saw Zhang Qiang coming to his door, he added fuel to the fire and brought the matter online. In order to provoke conflicts, he portrayed Zhang Qiang's wife as an image of being unfilial and lazy and unloving, which instantly aroused the emotional resonance of some male netizens.

This report was diverged by many "just men", and the comments were full of criticisms of women.

Chen Chang'an opened the report and found that someone in the comment section proposed to beat him to death, as a "adulterator", and there were also words such as "Chentang", "bitter", and "bitter".

Some female netizens left messages saying that before the matter was found out, they should not be so arbitrary, they were cursed by "just people" in various parts of their bodies, and even the eighteen generations of ancestors were not spared.

"Everyone thinks they are righteous people, but in fact most of them are venting their unwillingness and anger." Chen Chang'an sneered and threw his phone aside. "If you don't curse people online, show your sense of justice, how can they survive."

A lie that is easily exposed is purely brainless. In the end, although the platform that promotes this matter will be scolded, there is traffic and attention, because everyone's final anger will always be placed on the person involved. For example, this trash man who feels very warm when he wears a cuckold.

"Xiao Shen." Du Zhonghai came out of the office. "The public opinion on the Internet these two days is a bit extreme. For your personal safety, you go home and rest for two days. After the matter is explained clearly, you will come back."

Although many people only curse online and enjoy their mouths, they are afraid that some people are impulsive and brainless and really come to hurt others maliciously. Wouldn't Xiao Shen suffer in vain?

"Okay." Chen Changan understood Du Zhonghai's concerns, packed up the things on the table, and got off work quickly.

When he went downstairs, he heard the leaves in the yard waving and were very happy.

He stopped and turned his head to look at it: "Are you watching me lively?"

Dashu didn't dare to move any more and explained carefully: "Brother, I'm helping you scold those who are asking you for trouble on the Internet."

"Ha." Chen Chang'an raised his eyebrows, "There is a dog in the depths of your soul?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Otherwise, why are you so terrible?"

Big Tree: "…"

Before leaving the gate, Chen Chang'an found a car parked beside him. Liu Mao poked his head out of the passenger seat: "Mr. Chen, what a coincidence, where are you going?"

"Go home to avoid trouble." Chen Changan couldn't help laughing when he saw Liu Mao smiling with a simple face, "Why are you here?"

"Mr. and I happened to pass by, but I didn't expect to meet you so by chance."

Chen Changan looked behind the car. Daonian was looking at him with his beautiful eyes open, and he quickly waved to Daonian.

"Get on the bus." Dao Nian is always so concise.

"Okay." Chen Changan opened the car door without hesitation and sat in, and smiled big and brightly towards Daonian, "I'm planning to find a bicycle to ride back."

"I've been to my house these days." Dao Nian paused, "They don't cook well."

Chen Changan stared at Dao Nian for a few seconds: "Dao Nian, have you heard rumors on the Internet?" Otherwise, why would he suddenly invite him to visit?

"The common saying is that you should not take it to heart, it will be solved soon." Daonian stretched out his hand and patted Chen Chang'an on the shoulder. He might not do this often, so he was a little awkward.

"Don't worry, I didn't take it to heart." Chen Changan stretched comfortably in the car, "Anyway, it's just a comment online, and if I don't read it, it won't exist. And I don't have to worry about my lovers and relatives being implicated by me, so I don't have to worry about that."

Daonian saw a faint shadow under his eyes: "You haven't had a good rest in the past few days?"

"Can you see?" Chen Changan touched the underneath his eyes, "It seems that I still have to put on my glasses, at least to help cover up dark circles."

Since his worldview was shattered last weekend night, he has been trying to find opportunities to figure out what happened to his ten-life merit body in the past few nights, but he was strolling outside every night and did not encounter a ghost, but was chased out half a street by a wild dog.

In his opinion, a dog that can bite people is much scarier than a ghost that cannot be found.

But when he was looking for ghosts at night, he could not say in front of an atheist supporter, so he had to laugh and said, "I have suffered from insomnia in the past two days."

"Then go to my place and you can fall asleep." At this moment, Dao Nian was filled with the aura of a domineering president. Chen Changan hesitated for 0:33 seconds and then clicked his not noble head.

Dao Nian's house is so beautiful, with a garden, a comfortable sofa, and delicious food. Then his bed must be very comfortable to sleep.

"Dao Nian, you are really my best and most caring buddy." Chen Changan slapped Dao Nian on the shoulder a few times, "I'll make it for you if you want to eat later."

"Everything is OK." Dao Nian's face was calm, "I'm not picky about food."

After cooking at noon, Chen Chang'an deeply realized that men are liars and they cannot believe what they say at all. Don't eat braised fish and crispy pork ribs, isn't it called not picky about food?

"The fish I made are not fishy at all. Give me a face and try it." Seeing Dao Nian's refusal, Chen Chang'an looked at Dao Nian with a eager eye.

"There is a thorn, trouble." Daonian's face was cold.

"So you don't hate the smell of fish, don't you want to get thorns?" Chen Chang'an used clean chopsticks to pick up the meat on the fish's belly, removed the thorns and put it in the Dao Nian bowl, "You are the first person who can still be so lazy in front of delicious food."

Dao Nian lowered his head and ate the fish, raised his head to meet Chen Changan's shiny eyes: "How about it, it's delicious."

He nodded, then stared at the fish and didn't say anything.

"Dear buddy, you are already an adult baby, you have to learn to do your own thing." Chen Changan picked up a piece of tender fish in front of Dao Nian, picked up the thorns and put them in his mouth to swallow: "You can't grab good things if you are too lazy."

Daonian looked cold.

Chen Changan grinned with a smile.

"Hmph." Dao Nian used a spoon to scoop tofu and refused to bow his back for the food.

Chen Chang'an sighed and prepared a piece of fish and put it in Dao Nian bowl: "Eat it, I'm three years old, I'm wrong. You are not an adult baby, you are just a baby."

Daonian ignored him and lowered his head to eat the fish he had picked.

After dinner, Chen Chang'an saw that there was no sun outside, so he suggested that Nian went out to breathe fresh air. There were not many people living in this community, and the lush trees made people feel comfortable both physically and mentally.

"The air in this community is so good. You usually ask people to push you out for a walk." I wonder if it was because I didn't go to work after eating, Chen Chang'an felt that these trees were green and the air here was particularly good, as if they were breathing, transmitting vitality to their limbs and bones.

Occasionally, passersby passed by. After seeing Dao Nian, they stopped and whispered to him. When they walked away, they ran away.

Chen Changan looked back at the third old lady running away, lowered her head and asked Nian: "These people seem to be afraid of you?"

"Well, they don't pay it back, they feel guilty." Dao Nian lowered his eyelids and looked indifferent, "Don't worry about them."

"Oh, the relationship is not very good in the future, so don't borrow money." Chen Chang'an said, "I have a college classmate who borrowed me 1,000 yuan, but I haven't paid it back until I graduated. Now the one who owes money is the old man, and the one who borrows money is the grandson."

The two walked a long way and arrived at a beautiful pond. The water was filled with mist on the pond, as if it was like a fairyland in Yaochi. Chen Chang'an stretched his head and looked left and right, with a confused face.

"What do you see?" Dao Nian asked.

"Don't you find it strange? There is no fog today. There is actually fog on this artificial pool?"

"There is a fog-making machine inside." Dao Nian raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I admire the rich people's spirit of pursuing quality of life." Chen Chang'an thought, otherwise who would spend money to make any smoke effects by the pool is not a brain problem.

When he turned around and then back to the artificial pool, Chen Chang'an found that the fog on the water had disappeared. He hesitated and said, "Is it broken? Should I contact the property?"

"No, the power will be turned off automatically when the time comes." Dao Nian stared at the few koi swimming around the pool, "saving electricity."

"That's right, it's almost the afternoon working time." Chen Changan suddenly realized that rich people are still very careful.

The wheelchair Dao Nian was in was of very good quality, and there was no sound when he pushed it on the bluestone road. Chen Chang'an just walked around outside and felt that the ecological environment of this community was so good that he didn't dare to guess how expensive the property fees in this community were.

When Chen Chang'an returned to the room, he saw Liu Mao and the twins in the living room. He thought they had any work to do, so he took the initiative to go to the room to rest.

"Mr. Chen, please wait a moment." Liu Mao called Chen Chang'an, "We have helped you deal with the matter of online public opinion. Do you think this is appropriate?"
To be continued...