A writer told an anecdote. 　　One year, she borrowed a friend’s riverside villa to retreat and write. After leaving, she received a call from her friend. 　　The friend hesitated and asked her if she had offended the people around her when she lived in the villa. She was a little surprised, because the villa was located in the countryside, and there were only a few families around. They knew each other well, they were all polite and educated people, and they got along harmoniously. 　　My friend was still puzzled after hearing this, and said that if this is the case, why during the time I lived, some bloody dead frogs…