Chapter 17: Aunt Lin, the Bully to the Weak and Coward to the Strong

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Zhang Yi dismissed Aunt Lin’s words as complete nonsense. However, since he had nothing better to do, he deliberately decided to provoke the old woman.
“Oh? Aunt Lin, you’re so swollen! If you’re really capable, why don’t you call Chen Zhenghao and Xu Hao downstairs to shovel the snow?”
He named them directly in the group chat, without any regard for anyone’s dignity.
Chen Zhenghao, nicknamed Brother Hao, was a notorious local thug. He had led the charge when they first broke into Zhang Yi’s home, wielding a large axe.
Xu Hao, an arrogant and domineering second-generation rich kid, was the first to attack Zhang Yi with a knife.
In short, aside from a very few decent neighbors, the rest had all taken part in attacking or robbing Zhang Yi.
He could even guess that after his death in his past life, each of them had taken a share of his property.
So Zhang Yi spared no one’s pride, ripping off their masks in the most blatant way possible, disgusted by them all.
Aunt Lin’s expression immediately changed as she looked at her phone.
Being singled out like this put her in an awkward position.
No matter how she looked at it, if she backed down now, she would become a laughingstock.
Moreover, no one would listen to her orders from then on.
With no choice, she tagged Chen Zhenghao and Xu Hao in the group chat.
“Dear neighbors, this community is our home; snow removal depends on everyone. I hope those who are free can bring their tools and come out to shovel the snow together.”
Soon after, Chen Zhenghao from apartment 25#602 sent several question marks.
Then, a voice message appeared in the group chat.
“Shovel snow, my ass! Are you blind? Don’t you see it’s still snowing so hard outside?”
“Damn it, are you out of your mind? If you’re sick, go see a doctor and stop barking here. Tag me again, and I swear I’ll kill you!”
Chen Zhenghao cursed Aunt Lin mercilessly.
The other residents in the group burst out laughing, clutching their stomachs.
Aunt Lin thought she was someone important, but Chen Zhenghao didn’t even give her a second thought.
A mere neighborhood committee member only held sway over ordinary residents.
People like him from the streets wouldn’t treat her as anything significant!
Xu Hao, the second-generation rich kid, also sent a voice message.
“Why the hell should I shovel snow? I don’t even need to work, I can sleep in all day if I want.”
He then sent a photo of himself lying in a thick comforter, holding a woman in his arms.
The apartment was just a place Xu Hao bought to keep women, and he happened to be stuck there.
Being asked to shovel snow by Aunt Lin made him think she was crazy.

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Aunt Lin didn’t dare to retort against Chen Zhenghao’s insults; she knew better than to provoke a real tough guy.
But seeing Xu Hao so defiant, she stubbornly replied, “No matter what, you’re still a resident here! Shoveling snow is your duty.”
Xu Hao sneered, “Pfft! I pay my property fees every month for nothing? Without my money, you people on the neighborhood committee would starve to death.”
“Damn it, they strut around with residents’ money acting like masters. Laughable!”
None of those rich kids were simple; although Xu Hao was idle, he had seen the world.
He wouldn’t even glance at a mere neighborhood committee auntie.
After speaking, he smugly mocked,
“My success comes from my parents and family’s influence. Do you poor bastards think you’re on my level?”
“If you want to shovel snow, then hurry up! You still need to go out to earn your meals! Once the snow’s cleared, I can finally leave this hellhole.”
Everyone heard Xu Hao’s arrogant words and felt furious.
Yet none dared to argue back.
After all, some people are just born lucky.
Though harsh, his words held a bitter truth.
With Chen Zhenghao and Xu Hao making such a scene, everyone’s spirits plummeted.
Aunt Lin’s words became worthless, and no one paid her any mind.
Aunt Lin was nearly livid.
But her anger wasn’t directed at Chen Zhenghao or Xu Hao—it was aimed squarely at Zhang Yi!
She believed she had successfully rallied the residents, only for Zhang Yi, the troublemaker, to ruin everything!
So she privately messaged Zhang Yi, angrily demanding, “Zhang Yi, are you deliberately making things difficult for me?”
“What exactly do you want? I told everyone to go out and shovel snow; doesn’t that mean everyone has to go out?”
“Now look, no one wants to do it. Are we just going to stay locked inside forever?”
Zhang Yi raised an eyebrow.
Well, well, someone was walking right into a verbal beating.
“Cut the crap! You’re just a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong, yet you’re barking here?”
“Scared stiff when people insult you, and now you come to me looking for attention?”
“Listen, your grandpa isn’t someone to mess with. Bark again, and I swear I’ll kill you!”
Zhang Yi knew Aunt Lin’s character like the back of his hand—a spineless coward.
No wonder she was so frightened after his harsh words.
She was an old woman living with her grandson, only respected because of her neighborhood committee role.

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But if others ignored her committee status and fought her tooth and nail, she was no match.
She instantly fell silent, afraid she might really provoke Zhang Yi.
Hastily, Aunt Lin blocked Zhang Yi, fearful of further harassment.
Her body trembled, unsure if it was from the cold or the fear Zhang Yi instilled.
“That bastard! A total scumbag and lunatic!”
“But for now, I won’t provoke him. Just wait, I have plenty of ways to make his life miserable later!”
Aunt Lin imagined the future, scheming to use her committee position to torment Zhang Yi.
She thought of delaying his share of supplies, or excluding him from good community events.
She pictured Zhang Yi’s regretful face, even imagining him begging her for mercy, only for her to coldly shut the door and say, “So arrogant, huh? Try me again!”
The thought made her smile smugly.
“Heh, the day will come when you beg me!”
“But for now, I won’t stoop to your level.”
With this self-deluded sense of victory, Aunt Lin felt satisfied.
She went back to the group chat to rally others to shovel the snow.
Though most despised Aunt Lin, many still had to work later and considered their own travel needs.
Thus, some honest folks grabbed their tools and braved the bitter cold, below minus seventy degrees, to clear the snow.
Zhang Yi didn’t expect that while he had just driven away Aunt Lin with insults, someone else was already causing trouble.
This time, his WeChat phone rang.
Glancing at the caller’s avatar, he saw it was Chen Zhenghao from the group chat.
It seemed Zhang Yi’s earlier mention of him had annoyed Chen Zhenghao, who now called to intimidate him.
Zhang Yi already harbored resentment for this thug. When he saw the incoming call, his eyes narrowed.
At this moment, he rather hoped this reckless fool would come looking for trouble.
After all, Zhang Yi would not leave this safe house.
But if anyone dared to start a fight, he had plenty of ways to make them die miserably.
So Zhang Yi answered the call.