After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

After finishing a small bowl of rice and two tender ribs, Tuantuan drank the last bit of sweet soup in the bowl and leaned back in her chair, rubbing her little belly.

The little girl was still clutching a half-eaten pork rib cartilage in her hand, her eyes blinking as she looked at the orange cat-shaped shrimp dumplings on the table.

After Su Xiaoxiao finished the last bite of her meal, she put down her chopsticks and habitually picked up her phone from beside her.

But with that one glance, his previously gentle and relaxed expression changed abruptly the moment the screen lit up.

Su Xiaoxiao's fingers flew across the keyboard a few times, her eyes widening as she looked away.

"Brother Lin...something's happened!"

Su Xiaoxiao raised her head, her voice trembling with obvious urgency and panic: "This isn't over yet! Da Peng and his gang just released a video spreading rumors!"

Lin Fan remained calm, took a tissue to wipe Tuan Tuan's mouth, and turned to Su Xiaoxiao: "What happened?"

Su Xiaoxiao shoved her phone screen directly in front of Lin Fan: "Look! They've completely distorted the truth!"

A short video is playing on the screen.

In the video, Dapeng is wearing a wrinkled, tattered cotton-padded coat, his hair is messy, he is squatting on the curb outside the police station, his cheeks are red from the cold, his eyes are bloodshot, and he is crying loudly in front of the camera.

The video title is: "I was detained for four hours for asking about prices on behalf of ordinary people! Who is backing up these exorbitantly priced, unscrupulous shops?!"

In the video, Da Peng's voice is hoarse and trembling with tears, his tone full of grievance and anger:

"Brothers, family! I just got out of there! I never dreamed that something like this could happen in broad daylight!"

"Yesterday, I was just exploring the shops on Jin Street on behalf of millions of ordinary wage earners. I asked on camera: Why do four steamed buns cost 188 yuan? Why does a cup of soy milk cost 100 yuan? Are these prices even in line with market prices?!"

Da Peng abruptly wiped his face and angrily questioned the camera:

"And what happened?! The shop owner not only didn't offer a single explanation, but his attitude was extremely arrogant! When I went back today, the neighborhood committee, the market supervision bureau, and patrol cars all arrived in less than ten minutes!"

"Without saying a word, they forcibly took me away and interrogated me for a full four hours! They confiscated my filming equipment and warned me not to say anything inappropriate online!"

"And what about that exorbitantly priced restaurant? They simply put up a 'Closed indefinitely' sign, shutting themselves away and watching the show from the sidelines, without giving a single word of explanation!"

At this point, Dapeng stared intently at the camera and shouted with absolute certainty:

"What does this mean?! It means that this little restaurant in the old street has incredibly powerful connections and influence!"

"They abuse their power to ruthlessly exploit the people of Jiangcheng and reap exorbitant profits. Anyone who dares to question them is silenced by the use of public authority!"

"They can use their influence to silence me today, and tomorrow they can drive prices sky-high throughout Jiangcheng! If the people don't stand up today, we'll have to depend on these capitalists even to get a steamed bun!"

"Even if my account is banned today, even if I face retaliation, I will expose this dark secret! Justice will prevail!"

The video, accompanied by mournful and stirring music, garnered 500,000 likes and over 100,000 shares in just over an hour.

Following Da Peng's video were two other bloggers who had also been taken in for questioning that morning.

The two also released videos claiming that they were "threatened" and "demanded to delete the footage," distorting the normal maintenance of order in the morning into "violent stability maintenance."

In the comments section, public anger was thoroughly ignited by this false narrative of "the weak confronting privilege":

"This is outrageous! They're so arrogant! We must thoroughly investigate the protectors behind this shop!"

"Four steamed buns for 188 yuan is already robbery, and they even have officials colluding with businessmen to arrest people and silence them?!"

"Don't be afraid, Dapeng! Millions of netizens have your back! Tomorrow, netizens from all over Jiangcheng will go to Jin Street to watch and see who dares to be so arrogant!"

"Let's go offline! Boycott privileged and exploitative shops! Let's all go to Jin Street tomorrow and demand an explanation!"

Seeing the barrage of insults flooding the comments section, Su Xiaoxiao's hands trembled violently: "Brother Lin... they've twisted a legitimate police summons into a claim that we used our connections to retaliate! Now the entire internet is calling us a privileged, black-hearted business!"

"They were carried away this morning because they led a crowd to block public passageways and obstruct traffic. But in his mouth, they became heroes who spoke up for the people."

"But now netizens believe it all!"

Su Xiaoxiao was so anxious that she quickly ran behind the bar and grabbed the tablet computer that was connected to the camera outside the store.

On the screen, it was already completely dark, and the streetlights outside swayed slightly in the cold wind.

In the video, the once deserted intersection on the east side of Jin Street has now been gradually filled with dozens of people.

These people, dressed in down jackets of various colors, held up selfie sticks with built-in lights and gathered in twos and threes at the corner of the alley.

Because the police station had intervened that morning, they didn't rush to the shop entrance to smash the door. Instead, they dispersed around the old wall and steps about 20 meters away, pointing their phone cameras intently at the tightly closed black door of the Lin family shop.

"Family members! Did you see that clearly?!"

A male livestreamer with a small braid was speaking softly into his phone microphone, the harsh white light of the fill light shining directly onto the wooden door of the shop.

"This is the infamous 'Lin Family Shop'!"

"I heard the people here have really powerful connections; even the neighborhood committee has to give them face. Everyone, keep an eye on this. I'll be here tonight, let's see if this heartless boss dares to show his face!"

From time to time, private cars with their hazard lights flashing slowly glide past the alley entrance, with a crack in the window, and someone inside holding a telephoto lens taking pictures of the shop's second-floor window.

People came to watch the spectacle, take short videos, or come to check in under the guise of justice, turning the originally quiet old alley into a chaotic mess.

"Beep beep beep—"

Su Xiaoxiao's WeChat started bombarding her with messages like crazy.

In the "Lin Family Shop Customer Notification Group," regular customers who were patiently waiting for the storm to pass all saw the new developments online, and the group instantly erupted in excitement.

"Boss Lin!"

Chairman Chen of Shengshi Real Estate sent an urgent voice message, his tone unusually serious: "Dapeng's videos have gone viral on the local charts; the nature of the matter has completely changed!"

"They're not talking to us about the taste or the cost of ingredients at all; they're focusing all their criticism on privileged interference and the abuse of public power!"

"Several local gossip groups are organizing to come to Golden Street tomorrow morning."

"In this situation, someone will definitely provoke a conflict!"