The old man Wang actually moved his chair and knelt down at me.
I'm dumbfounded, completely dumbfounded, what is he doing? As for this
Just as I was stunned, Captain Peng immediately got up and walked towards Mr. Wang, holding Mr. Wang with one hand, and wondering: "Old man, what are you doing all the time?"
Elder Wang also ignored Captain Peng’s support, but looked at me and said with a vibrato: "Little brother, you really... are you a ghostmaker?"
I subconsciously hummed, and I was very puzzled. If I remember correctly, Captain Peng just said, I am a ghostmaker and have a deep understanding of wood. Why did Mr. Wang react like this
"Really a ghost?" He didn't seem to hear clearly, and then he asked with certainty.
I hummed again, turned sideways slightly, stared at my old man Wang, wondering: "Yes, what's the matter, do you always have something?"
As soon as the voice fell, the old man Wang trembled all over, and his face full of folds became ruddy because of excitement. He trembled and said, "Little brother, you must do the old man a favor."
"If you have something, you should get up first!" I quickly got up, walked over to Mr. Wang, supported him with one hand, slowly pulled him up, and then helped him to the seat.
After Mr. Wang sat down, he turned his head and looked at me, "Little brother, please do me a favor. After this is done, the old man will never treat you badly."
I gave up and smiled bitterly: "Father, I don’t have to give you any benefits, but I have to explain in advance that if I help you, the kid will never say anything, but if it’s your old son, I’m afraid the kid Powerless."
I can't help it when I say this. It's mainly the son of Mr. Wang, that is, Wang Shiming who beat Sister Fang. If I were to help Wang Shiming, I really couldn't accept it.
When the old man Wang heard this, his face was a little bit wrong, and he said, "Little brother, what the old man asked for is exactly the unsatisfied son of the old man."
I smiled awkwardly and said, "Master, if this is the case, I'm afraid the kid can't help you."
"Dongchuan!" Captain Peng called me from the side and said, "You have to look at the face of Mr. Wang. If you can, I hope you can help him."
I glanced at Captain Peng and didn’t say a word. If Wang Shiming was just arrogant, even if he cursed Sister Fang a few words, I might help him for the sake of Mr. Wang, but Wang Shiming was already Reached my bottom line.
Seeing that I didn't speak, Captain Peng seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
In an instant, the whole scene fell silent, and none of the three of us spoke.
After about a minute, the old man Wang slowly raised his head and looked at me, and said, "Little brother, do you think this works? As long as you say it, the old man will let the rebel do it."
Without even thinking about it, I slowly uttered a few words, "Kneel down and sing the national anthem!"
As soon as these words came out, Captain Peng subconsciously pulled me, and whispered: "Dongchuan, it's almost okay, the old man's son is in his forties. It's a bit unreasonable if you let him kneel down!"
I turned to look at Captain Peng and said quietly: "Captain Peng, the sister I just recognized today was beaten by him right under my nose. As the younger brother, I just watched my sister be beaten? A ghostmaker who can't even guard the people around him, does the Eighth Office need such a person?"
When I said this, I stared directly at Captain Peng.
When Captain Peng heard this, he paused a few words and didn't say anything. He looked at Mr. Wang and smiled embarrassedly: "Old man, I haven't been in contact with Dongchuan for long, but I know a little bit about his life. What you always ask for is really the business of the noble son, I am afraid that he has to meet his conditions. After all, as Dongchuan just said, he is only protecting his sister, and you are always doing it for the noble son. I’m afraid you two will have to negotiate this matter."
"Little brother, old man..." Old man Wang paused, "Do you think this is OK? The old man apologizes to you for that wicked son, what do you think?"
I gave up, "Master Wang, you love your son, I can understand, but I have to think about it from my perspective. If your old sister is beaten, would you still be so calm?"
He sighed deeply and did not speak.
In this way, the whole scene fell into silence again. After about three minutes, Mr. Wang's whole expression seemed to shrink a little. He slowly took out his cell phone and pressed a number. After the call was connected, Mr. Wang. He said lightly, "Come to the old house."
After all, he put away the phone and looked at me, "Little brother, the old man's rebellious son, although he is a little bit dull, he will continue to live in this city of Wuzhou in the future. I hope you can keep secret what happened next."
I understand what he meant, and I guess I agree with my idea, but I'm just worried that I will spread the matter out.
At the moment, I nodded and said: "You always rest assured, the kid is an enterprising person. If you hadn't beaten my sister, the kid would not make you always embarrassed."
He raised his hand and said with a smile: "The old man understands, it's all for relatives. This time, it is indeed the rebellious son who has done too much, no wonder little brother."
Afterwards, the three of us chatted for a while, and they were all messy daily routines. For example, Mr. Wang said that he had a son in his early years, who died shortly after he was born, so that all of his love was concentrated on Wang Shiming. , And it is precisely this that led Wang Shiming, even if he was forty years old, to behave his own way.
The three of us talked about it for about ten minutes, and there was a noise at the door. If you guessed it correctly, it should be Wang Shiming.
Soon, Wang Shiming walked in, and the eye that was blinded by me was covered with a thick layer of white gauze, and some blood was faintly visible on it.
When he saw me, Wang Shiming frowned and raised his hand to hit me.
I sat motionless on the stool, while Mr. Wang patted the table with a palm, and shouted, "Nizi, don't kneel down yet!"
"Dad, where on earth are you? Your son was blinded by someone!" Wang Shiming was probably also anxious. He didn't care about Mr. Wang's words at all. He walked towards me and walked towards me. Raised his fist and smashed it down at me.
Frankly speaking, if Mr. Wang hadn't asked me before, I might have resisted, but now, I don't want to resist at all. As long as he dares to drop a fist on me, I am absolutely confident that he can return ten times.
Just as I was stunned, Wang Shiming's fist was only less than three centimeters away from my face. (End of this chapter)