"Uncle, you look only forty years old. This old lady is sixty years old at least. She is old enough to be your mother. Is this how you respect the elderly and love the young?"
In fact, Lin Yi deliberately called people old. This guy looked like he was only thirty-five at most.
He said he was at least five years older.
As expected, the fat uncle was extremely unhappy: "You blind little Sith, have your hair grown all the way up? Who are you, this tacky little old woman, that you just mind your own business?"
"Don't worry about who she is. I don't want to see someone like you who bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong and specializes in tricking honest people. Don't you just think that we, the old and the young, don't dare to cause trouble? I will show you today."
Lin Yi didn't have to guess what this kind of guy had in mind.
"What, you still want to fight?"
The fat uncle had a stiff neck and his eyes were as wide as bells. He looked exactly like the melon seller Liu Huaqiang asked him whether he wanted to keep it ripe or not.
Facing a little chicken who is in middle school, the fat uncle should not have too much psychological advantage.
Of course Lin Yi would not give him a red knife to go in and a white knife to come out. He still remembered to help the old lady carry a bucket of water first so that she could free up one hand to hold the back of the chair next to her:
"Grandma, let me tell you, I have to let you sit in this position today."
The old lady couldn't help him, so she had to let him help.
Lin Yi took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket with his other hand and pretended to say: "Uncle, what's your name? I'm going to call and report this."
The fat uncle didn't mind him at all: "You report it, you just report it, it's strange that the police would care about such a thing."
"My name is Li Sancai. Remember it. Muzi Li, one, two, three, three. Talented people, not rich people."
And "the one who has money"...
After using this name for half my life, I’m afraid I still don’t know what Sancai Tiandiren is, right?
It was expected that the call to the police did not scare him. This kind of social bastard seemed shameless and shameless. Lin Yi immediately counterattacked:
"I think you shouldn't be called Li Sancai, you should be called Li Yilian."
The fat uncle didn't understand, but instinctively felt that the words were not good, so he had to warn: "What the hell, Li Yilian, don't talk nonsense."
The surrounding passengers were actually observing the argument between the three people. This joke was easy to understand, and the young man who reacted quickly was already laughing to himself.
But they didn't intervene rashly. This fat uncle named Li Sancai didn't seem to be easy to mess with.
"People say etiquette, justice, integrity and shame, but you are Li Yilian and have no shame. You are really shameless!"
Don't say a word to this kind of person, otherwise his arrogance will become more arrogant and even more unscrupulous.
"Little bastard, what's your name, which school you're from, and do you dare to leave your name? Be careful, I'll find your teacher."
Seeing that he was no match for the bickering, the fat uncle began to roll up his sleeves and pretend to be fierce.
She also asked him his name, as if he was coming to seek revenge.
"Forget it, classmate, you don't deserve to be angry with this kind of person." The old lady next to me also tried to persuade her. After all, the incident happened because of her.
The old lady's Mandarin was not very good and had a strong dialect flavor. However, the accents in the nearby Wu dialect areas were relatively similar, so Lin Yi couldn't tell them apart.
The fat uncle's shouting made Lin Yi smile. Would he be afraid of this?
"You should also remember, I am Lin Yi from Class 24 of Lin'an Senior High School. You are welcome to come to the school to find me at any time. Just take bus 194 and get off at the freshman station."
Linzhong is a well-known brand in this city, and the passengers around him finally had some reaction, whispering: "Oh, you, it turns out you are a top student in Linzhong, no wonder you dare to come forward..."
"I just said that this young man looks upright..."
The fat uncle was speechless for a moment. He didn't expect that this train did pass by the Linzhong gate.
But today is Saturday, and Lin Yi is not wearing school uniform.
Of course, he didn't dare to go to Linzhong. There were high school students with the best grades in the city, and many of the children were either rich or noble. He didn't think he could even get through the gate.
Lin Yi knew this, and he was not defenseless.
He just enrolled in Lin Yi, Class 24, Senior High School, and this name cannot be found in the student register.
This is not called cowardice. A gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall.
What the old lady said was right. He had a bright future and it was not worth trading for someone like him.
The fat uncle tried to speak twice but swallowed it back. This time his arrogance was finally subdued.
After a while, he finally organized his words and shouted loudly: "So what if you are in the middle of the road? Can you bully others in the middle of the road? Is there such a reason?"
What a slap in the face, but I actually bullied him.
Therefore, some people will definitely be unreasonable if they can be unreasonable. If they can be unreasonable at all, they will be forced to do so.
"Okay, if you're willing to be reasonable, that's great. We'll let other passengers comment on it."
It is true that the police will not care about things like giving up your seat, but that doesn’t mean that you can’t tell right from wrong, so how can you tell the difference?
There is a word called "public order and good customs".
Lin Yi recounted what happened before:
"I was sitting in this position at the beginning. I saw that the old lady was having a hard time standing and it was unsafe, so I called her over to give her the seat."
"As soon as I gave you a hand when you were going up the steps, you snatched the seat away. The passengers around you could see clearly, don't you think so?"
Lin Yi suddenly had an unrelated thought.
I just held it up without thinking, and it seemed like it was a little swollen.
This time, people around him responded one after another. The first to speak up was the middle-aged aunt who had been approached by the old lady earlier. She responded loudly:
"That's right. We all saw that the young man gave this seat to the old lady. Why do you sit there?"
There is strength in numbers, and other people followed suit and criticized: "Hurry up and give up your seat to this young man!"
Lin Yi smiled and corrected: "It's not giving it back to me, it's giving it back to this old lady."
"Yes, give it back to the old lady!"
Seeing that public outrage had been aroused, the fat uncle actually hugged his arms and fell back, returning to his rogue appearance: "I still won't let you go, what can you do to me?"
What a Schrödinger's theory, it can advance, retreat, expand or contract.
Lin Yi was not discouraged. He was determined to fight to the end today, so he changed his strategy:
"Uncle, your figure doesn't look like someone who is short of money. Why do you still come to take the bus? It's not worthy of your status."
"Now I know it's too late to say nice things."
Uncle Fat thought that Lin Yi had given up, so he smiled proudly, thought for a while and added: "I didn't drive my BMW for the sake of environmental protection. Do you understand environmental protection?"
It is also environmentally friendly. Fortunately, Lin'an's license plate restrictions will not be implemented until October this year, otherwise his excuse would be ready.
"Xiang Ouning."
This is what country people mean.
When he said the last three words, he glanced up and down at the old lady, his look of disdain undisguised.
This aroused public anger even more. The middle-aged aunt just now was filled with indignation: "Just by your bad accent, I know you are not from here. Don't ruin the reputation of us Lin'an people!"
Lin'an has many foreigners, but it has never been known for regional discrimination.
In addition to cherishing the thousand-year-old beauty of West Lake and its long and splendid history and culture, locals are also proud of the title of "National Civilized City".
Lin'an was the first city to implement the policy of "passing traffic in front of the zebra crossing".
Lin'an had fully promoted the public bicycle system long before the bicycle-sharing war.
Just in July this year, a Lin'an citizen named Wu risked her life to catch a two-year-old girl who fell from a tall building with her bare hands. She was called the "most beautiful mother."
Each one of them can be boasted in front of friends from out of town.
The middle-aged aunt just didn't want to have contact with the old lady. It was a subconscious reaction, but she knew in her heart that it was very rude and suggested that she go and take a seat.
The fat uncle blatantly mocked "Xiang Ou Ning", which is called "losing face".