"How do you say this?" Xia Yuanqiu was confused.
The old man said quietly: "I made a will as early as last year and had it notarized. All my property after a hundred years will be donated to people in need in society. I have a detailed plan on how to operate it. Please take care of it." This kind of behavior will only become a joke."
It turns out that the old man is not an ordinary person after all. He naturally has his foresight. How could he be plotted by a mere villain
The old man thought for a while and said: "You two are undercover now. It is not convenient for you to go out and show your face. If you attract the attention of the police, you may get into trouble. Let's leave this matter to the detective agency!"
As soon as Aunt Zhuang heard this, she quickly found a few detective agency business cards from the pile of business cards on the table and handed them to the old man.
The old man called three detective agencies and entrusted them with the same task.
Aunt Zhuang was puzzled: "You only need to find one person, why do you want three detective agencies to do the same thing?"
The old man said: "I never put all my eggs in one basket."
In this complex and dangerous society, if you blindly believe in a person or an institution, you will most likely end up in a terrible situation. This is his life experience over the past 80 years.
After putting away the business cards on the table, Aunt Zhuang was about to go shopping for food and cook. As soon as the gate of Meiyuan opened, she saw three gift boxes neatly placed at the gate.
Aunt Zhuang wondered: "Whose suitcase is this? Why is it placed at the door of someone else's house?"
As soon as Aunt Zhuang finished speaking, she saw two men and a woman running out of the darkness. One man and one woman were about forty years old, and the other man must be his son. He looked about twenty-five or six years old. His eyes were spinning, as if he was calculating something.
"This must be Aunt Zhuang. I have heard from my uncle before that there is a housekeeper in the plum garden, Aunt Zhuang, who is very capable!" The woman grinned, making Aunt Zhuang's back shiver.
Aunt Zhuang frowned and asked, "Who are you? Why are you blocking this gate?"
The man standing next to the woman hummed: "Is there something wrong with your ears? Didn't my wife just say that? The owner of this plum garden is our uncle. Who do you think we are?"
"Uncle?" Aunt Zhuang sneered: "I have been here in Meiyuan for decades, but how come I have never heard of people like you?" She has seen many such people. Relatives who can't be beaten with eight sticks have heard that the old man The property is rich but there are no heirs. Which one of them doesn't want to come and get a share of the pie? All of them have evil intentions, and no one really treats the old man well.
The man said in a deep voice: "Can a servant like you know such a thing? Is it your turn to know about our old Xia family?"
Aunt Zhuang was not angry and asked: "Didn't you call me uncle just now? What? Your surname is Xia too?"
The woman's face didn't look too good either: "Although our surname is not Xia, my aunt married into the Xia family, and her affairs are our affairs."
Aunt Zhuang looked at the shamelessness of the three people in front of her, and naturally felt extremely contemptuous in her heart. She asked again: "So, you and Mrs. Xia are very familiar?"
Without waiting for the woman to speak, the man immediately answered: "Of course, when they got married, we even came to have a wedding banquet!"
Aunt Zhuang almost spat a mouthful of phlegm in his face. Fortunately, he had the nerve to tell such a lie. He didn't even look at how old he was now, so he dared to say such big words.