Zhao Meimei was very happy. Her teacher gave her many awards and little red flowers, and her father was very pleased and proud.
"Our Meimei is so amazing, Dad will take you out for a good meal today."
"We can just eat at home."
"Don't worry, Dad has money."
The father and daughter went to eat KFC together, and Father Zhao also took Zhao Meimei for a merry-go-round ride.
After school started, Zhao Meimei entered the first grade. She studied very diligently and served as the study committee member. Teachers liked her very much, and she had a gentle personality and got along well with her classmates.
Father Zhao worked hard every day, wanting to make his daughter's life a little easier. To ensure he lived a long life, Jun Jiuli added many nourishing herbs to his medicine, which made him work even harder.
He thought about his daughter being bullied. After getting Zhao Meimei's consent, he took her to learn taekwondo after receiving his salary.
She went for training every Saturday and Sunday. Zhao Meimei had no memory of her previous experiences. She wanted to become stronger so that her father wouldn't always worry about her.
Zhao Meimei grew up slowly, and she was never bullied again. The father and daughter lived their lives smoothly.
Jun Jiuli focused on her cultivation, while the bored Water Sprite surfed the internet all day.
Water Sprite: "Wow, the host is so shameless!"
Seeing Jun Jiuli’s expressionless face, it continued.
"He's just bored out of his mind, spreading rumors that the bride price is over 10 million, causing a huge uproar online. In reality, there's no such thing at all. He, however, has gained a lot of traffic, and the entire region has been subjected to discrimination."
"What do you want to do? Go find him tonight?"
The Water Sprite rubbed its hands together, "Can we really?"
"If you want to go, then go. The Heavenly Dao probably won't bother with such trivial matters."
A person holding a phone, watching the storm they had stirred up online, felt extremely satisfied, thinking themselves quite capable.
Watching those people curse animatedly, they secretly mocked them as fools. So much traffic had brought them considerable income, and they were overjoyed.
A small group of wise individuals were still struggling, pointing out the loopholes. They were immediately attacked and insulted by a crowd, as if their ancestors' graves had been disturbed.
"Those who can't give 18 million, the woman's words are useless. Those who can afford 18 million, they don't care about this little money at all. For marriage, it still depends on matching families."
"Hmph, pure internet beggars."
"Nibbling on parents when young, nibbling on husbands when married, nibbling on children when old, yet claiming to be contemporary young women..."
"Are you fucking crazy? Don't boys also rely on their parents when young? And nibbling on husbands? Isn't asking for an appropriate bride price normal? If you can't afford the bride price, don't talk to girls who ask for one, or let the woman work hard for a year or two to give you some bride price for you to marry into her family. Stop your damn nonsense."
"Besides, it's not like only men work in this world. When two people form a family, does it concern you to point fingers here? Does it mean that in the future, children will only support their mothers and not their fathers? That their father will directly die and ascend to immortality, becoming a Buddha, right? You're a lunatic. It's just that your family was too poor when you were young, and your parents couldn't help you at all, so you're jealous of parents who can raise their children well. You think you're so noble sitting here dictating things, but you're just a useless pawn in the hands of capital."
...
The rumor-monger was watching with great interest, mocking those still arguing as overestimating themselves. Many videos had comments from people retorting with 18 million.
Just then, a pair of ghostly hands reached out from the phone screen. The rumor-monger dropped the phone and tried to run.
However, the ghostly hands grew, gripping his neck tightly, "Is it fun to do this? Is it really fun to act like this?"
The rumor-monger was so scared he peed himself, trembling uncontrollably, and making muffled sounds in his mouth.
Slaps rained down on his face, and the Water Sprite's voice came with a background soundtrack.
"It feels great to play with people in the palm of your hand, right? Are you a fucking lunatic?"
The rumor-monger felt a gust of cold wind, and his whole body was thrown onto his living room television.
"Don't come near me, please don't come near me. I know I was wrong. I'll clarify it now, I'll apologize now, okay?"
"If apologies were useful, why would I be needed? Your tongue loves to wag so much, how about I cut it off for you?"
After speaking, the Water Sprite's puppet produced a large pair of scissors and floated leisurely in front of the rumor-monger.
He collapsed onto the ground, incessantly kowtowing.
"I know I was wrong, please don't do this. This is illegal. I'll clarify it right now, please stop."
"You little scumbag, spreading rumors is also illegal. And you transferred a house worth 45 million to the girl's name, can you afford that? You also mentioned red envelopes of 100,000 from over a hundred relatives. You really have a big mouth, aren't you afraid your tongue will get caught? But it doesn't matter, it won't be able to wag anymore."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I deserve to die. I'll apologize, okay? I just made up a story on a whim. It didn't hurt anyone, please just let me go this once."
"Your existence disgusts me."
The puppet's menacing arm reached into his mouth and forcefully pulled out his tongue.
"People should not do illegal and disciplinary things. You never know when retribution will come."
The rumor-monger fainted on the ground. He was discovered the next day and sent to the hospital for treatment. After waking up,
He quickly took out his phone and posted a clarification. When the police arrived and asked about his tongue,
He dared not write the truth, only that he had accidentally injured it himself. He considered it retribution and clarified immediately out of fear of further targeting.
The police took his statement, and he would be held accountable after his discharge from the hospital. After this incident, it was believed that he would never dare to spread rumors again.