They say, "it's not as close as the next door," but it's in today's high-rise, sometimes with a question mark。
I went to the market in the morning and met zhang, who lived in the next building, with two black eyes, like a creamed eggplant. As soon as i heard from her, a new house had been moved upstairs, and she had been banging on the door eight times a day at midnight, and she was thrown across the door saying, "what's bothering you when i listen to songs at my house?" she laughed at me and said, "i'd rather have the thief steal it once, at least for the clear loss, and it's over; the torture upstairs is a blunt knife to cut the flesh
Zhang said that to many people in the city. In 2026, it was clearly stated in the accounts of the centre for integrated management of the streets that in the neighbourhood disputes received throughout the year, there were three types of "stabbing" neighbours that accounted for nearly 80 per cent of the contradictions. As soon as this data comes out, even the civilian police, who deal with it for years, shake their heads and say that burglary is an occasional home invasion, and that they encounter these kinds of neighbours, that is, asking god to give you trouble and to give you medicine every day。
The first kind of man's hair is numbing, it's like honey on the face, and there's nothing to see. I call this guy smiley. When you get back from work, they take you in the elevator and ask you which school your child has taken and what his husband has done to buy and sell. It turns out that in two days' time, there's a rumor in the proprietors that your kids can't do their grades before they go to a normal school, or that you can't afford your husband's income. And even worse, you're the one who made the mess out of the pipes; you're the one who threw the trash in the building and said it came out of your doorway. It's hidden in the dark, like chewing gum on the soles of your shoes, and you can't get rid of it, and the outsider looks hot at you, and you're the only one who knows that it's bitter。
One more, that's the self-interested one. In their eyes, the building was his warehouse, shoe cabinets, paper casings, old ash furniture, and the fire escape was blocked. Not to mention all kinds of noises in the middle of the night, where children beat the skinballs, dog claws, and family ktvs in the middle of the night, in total disregard of the provisions of the noise pollution prevention act that disturbs people at night by fine or even detention. You go to the property, and you say to it once, "he's got 10 minutes, and you walk on your feet, and you follow the same. Neighbors complained, but they didn't find two for 10 miles。
The last one's a little more headache. The kid runs around the house, it's lively, it's cute; move your chair and he can come up and smash the door. The leak hit your ceiling, he's talking to you about the quality of the house; if you're in his way, he can scold his waist for half an hour. Just talk to them, you've only met soldiers. There's nothing left but blood pressure。
You see, a lot of people believe in "hold on for a while." but the old man also said, "good people are being bullied, horses are being rode." one step back in the face of ordinary life, that's what it means. But if you're shitting on your neck every day and you're asking yourself to be big, it's not virtue, it's a loser. The civil code had made it clear that the right to a neighbour and the right to live in peace were the talisman of our house. I have a friend who has a pretty good way of dealing with noise upstairs — one month's noise break and time with his mobile phone, a record of property mediation, a call back, and then a petition to the court for moral damages. The court case was not opened, the upstairs house collapsed, the soundproofing pads were laid and the feet were on foot. What's this called? It's called "shows don't go out and know what's going on." we have to learn to measure people who don't make sense with the law。
After all, it's not easy to buy a house. Isn't it a birthday? How many people are thinking of opening the door to their own small days and saying hello to their neighbours. But if we're not afraid of meeting the masters, we'll take the evidence, file a complaint and prosecute. In this world, robbers come with locks, bad neighbors come with law, we don't cause trouble, but we're not afraid。
And finally, say, "have you ever had a "show" neighbor who boasted about you and dug a hole behind your back?" are you holding your nose to admit it, or are you pulling up your sleeves? The balance between the neighbors, the scales in your heart, what's the point
