He was stunned for a while and then said: "Mr. Chen, do you mean that my father didn't enter the Feng Shui Hall that day at all, and someone else went in to clean it?"
"I don't know." I shook my head and denied, "I just don't rule out the possibility."
"Then...what will happen if an outsider really enters the Feng Shui Hall? Will the luck in the Feng Shui Hall be taken away?" Wang Guofeng asked worriedly.
"Have your family been memorizing Chinese characters this year?" I asked back.
"That's right." Wang Guofeng sighed and said: "My antique shop has been doing well in the past few years, but in the past year or so, it has lost tens of millions. But Mr. Chen, these things are not all
Should it be caused by my home’s feng shui problem?”
"That was a few hours ago, when I didn't know about the problem of your Feng Shui Hall. Now it seems that it is not necessarily certain. After all, you and I both live in a real world and are not fabricated by the author. Such a coincidence.
It’s a rare thing!”
Wang Guofeng looked panicked and said, "What should we do?"
"Besides, it's been a year anyway. If there is a problem, there's no rush. For now, let's finish the old man's affairs first."
At this time, several servants of the Wang family who had been called to arrest people by Wang Guofeng rushed to the hospital.
Several people held the aunt who was running away and pressed her in front of Wang Guofeng. The aunt's face was bruised and white, and her clothes were torn. It was obvious that she had been cleaned up before coming.
Already.
As soon as she was put down, the aunt shouted excitedly: "Mr. Wang, what do you mean? The old man's death has nothing to do with me. I didn't kill him! Why did you come to arrest me? You beat me like this.
!Tell me, how do you want to accompany me?"
Wang Guofeng ignored the second half of his aunt's words and said calmly: "Of course I know, it was not you who killed my father!"
"Then why did you arrest me? Why? What a reason! I didn't do anything and you just treated me like this. Believe it or not, I will call the police and send you all in!" The aunt had a tough attitude and would not give in. This made Wang Guofeng
Quite surprised.
Wang Guofeng hesitated for a moment, turned his head, leaned closer and asked me softly: "Mr. Chen, why did I arrest her?"
I took a step forward and said in a cold voice: "You knew that Mr. Wang was dead, but you deliberately concealed it, and you also colluded with the director named Wu. Is this a sufficient reason?"
The aunt rolled her eyes, a sly look flashed across her face, and she said excitedly: "Who are you? Why are you talking nonsense here? Director Wu and I are not familiar at all. What evidence do you have that he and I are in cahoots?
?”
At this moment, a young man shouted from outside the corridor: "Mom! Where are you, Mom?"
Hearing this voice, the aunt immediately shouted excitedly: "Son! Mom is here! Ouch, mom is about to be beaten to death! Son, hurry up and save mom!"
As she spoke, the aunt immediately lay down and pretended to be dead. One second she was still the unreasonable black whirlwind Li Kui, and the next second she turned into the frail and delicate Lin Daiyu, holding her waist and screaming non-stop!
"Get out of the way! Get out of my way! Mom! Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Pushing aside a few people at the door, a short-haired young man in his twenties walked in.
Seeing his aunt lying on the ground, he quickly stepped forward, helped her up, and yelled at Wang Guofeng beside him.
"Mr. Wang, what do you mean? My mother has been your family's nanny for so long, how could you treat her like this?"
"Ask yourself what she did?" Wang Guofeng yelled, not to be outdone.
The aunt quibbled: "Mom didn't do anything. Son, mom only found out today that Mr. Wang was actually dead a long time ago. Mr. Wang always asked mom to take care of Mr. Wang's body!"
"Son, you don't know. When Mom first learned about this, her heart almost stopped with fright. Mom said she didn't want to take care of her anymore, but Mr. Wang refused to let her go and even had people beat her. Look at Mom's face.
Everything was ruined, and the clothes I just bought were torn!"
"Son, Mom is sorry for you. Mr. Wang's family has a big business. We ordinary people can't afford to offend you. Mom doesn't care. You only have one life. If you are beaten to death, you will be beaten to death. But Mom can't bear to leave you. Your dad can leave.
Good morning, mother and son are the only ones left at home to depend on each other. If mom leaves, what will you do?"
The aunt spoke every word with tears, as if she was telling the truth. The young man hugged her excitedly and said, "Mom! Don't be afraid. I'm here today and I won't let anyone else touch you!"
After saying that, the young man turned around and glared at Wang Guofeng fiercely: "Mr. Wang, you are going too far. I have always regarded you as a good person. Don't worry, my mother will work for you. I didn't expect that you actually asked her to take care of you."
A dead person! Don’t you know my mother has a bad heart? How could you do this to her?"
"Aren't you going to beat her today? Okay! Then you can beat us, mother and son, to death together! At worst, we will turn into a pair of resentful ghosts after we die and come to your bedside every night to demand our lives!"
The barrage of words made Wang Guofeng at a loss what to do. He hurriedly defended: "You made a mistake. I didn't let your mother take care of the body. It was your mother who found out that my father was dead and deliberately concealed it.
I teamed up with the director named Wu to deceive me! You said that if this matter were left to you..."
"Stop talking nonsense here! I've already told you that I don't know Director Wu, and I don't know that Mr. Wang has died a long time ago! I just found out today!" The aunt's voice was loud, and after she finished speaking, she looked aggrieved.
He looked at the young man and said.
"Son, look, this Mr. Wang is so unreasonable. He insists on blaming mom for things she hasn't done. Mom is feeling miserable. She finally found a job to support the family, and yet she is framed like this.
, the key point is, if he doesn’t let mom talk back, if mom says something, they will take action directly!”
"Mom! Don't be afraid. To deal with this kind of person, let's call the police and let the police handle it!"
The young man said, taking out his mobile phone and pretending to call the police. Seeing this, Wang Guofeng became even more anxious: "Why are you calling the police? It was your mother who made the mistake in the first place!"
"Then let the police come over and see who did it wrong!" the young man said, not to be outdone.
Wang Guofeng is completely at his wits end now. He is not a gangster, so he can't really beat people to death, right?
He could only turn to me for help. I picked up the enamel jar on the table, took a step forward, and said to the aunt: "Auntie, you said, you don't know that Mr. Wang has died a long time ago, and you don't know Director Wu either.
Right?"
"Yes!" Auntie said decisively: "I don't know what you are talking about. Anyway, these things have nothing to do with me!"
I nodded with a smile and opened the lid of the enamel jar. The dwarf poked his head out and glanced at me doubtfully.
He heard the conversation we just had just now clearly inside. At that moment, I just looked at him and the dwarf kid immediately understood what I meant.
He floated out of the enamel jar, came behind the aunt, and blew into her left ear. The aunt felt strange, and when she looked back, the sun fire on her shoulders suddenly went out.
When Auntie turned around, I said calmly: "Since you don't know anything else, you must have seen this guy, right?"
"What?" Auntie frowned, and the young man looked at me with the same doubt. Just when their eyes were attracted to me, the dwarf kid grinned and slowly floated down from Auntie's head, still talking.
A high-pitched laugh erupted. This chapter has been completed!