Quick Wear: Devil's Whisper

Mother Yang stared at her grandson's back in a daze. The older the child grows, the more he looks like his mother.

She awkwardly invited Wang Jun into the house for tea, as her old man would be back soon.

Wang Jun declined her invitation. Since they didn't have much to say, they could just talk in the yard!

"Why did you trick the child back? What was your purpose? Who gave you the idea? Give me that person's contact information."

This series of questions confused the old lady. How did he know? Could he really be a half-immortal?

Wang Jun's gaze was sharp and oppressive, which instantly frightened Yang's mother.

The old lady couldn't withstand the pressure and gave the master's phone number to Wang Jun.

Wang Jun glanced at her and said to comfort her: "If you have done nothing wrong in your life, you will not be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door in the middle of the night. Mother-in-law, you are upright and have nothing to fear from your own shadow. Use your uprightness to scare away the evil spirits. If all else fails, you can ask your youngest son to burn some paper for his sister, and let Xiaojing bless you from below."

As soon as Wang Jun left, he reported the fake master, saying that he was practicing feudal superstition and must be arrested.

The old policeman said helplessly: "This case is not under the jurisdiction of our district. Let me transfer it to you. But are you sure you are not eliminating dissidents? Is that person stealing your business?"

Wang Jun was not happy to hear this. Is he that kind of person?

Helplessly looking at the hung up phone, the old policeman sighed. This guy just couldn't stand the truth.

Wang Yang was unhappy, and that expression was clearly visible on his face. As soon as he got home, he finished four sets of papers in three hours without saying a word.

Wang Jun sighed, "You academic masters all have such unique ways of venting your anger. Your self-control is truly enviable."

Wang Hongliang heard about this from his father and felt speechless about what the Yang family had done.

Xiaojing has been dead for several years. If she really knew what was happening in the afterlife, the person she would take away the most would be her unscrupulous brother.

Wang Jun did not comment. Couldn't Yang Jing just come back to pick someone up?

Wang Hongliang looked at his father in horror. What are you talking about? Who are you coming back to pick up? Don't talk nonsense.

Two months later, Wang Hongliang finally knew the answer.

Wang Hongliang took the box his father handed to him, but he didn't know what was inside. He was stunned for a moment, but still didn't have the courage to open it.

This time, grandma was really seriously ill, so Wang Yang still had to be present. After changing into plain clothes, Wang Yang quietly followed grandpa.

The old lady was sent to the hospital yesterday and a critical illness notice was issued in the middle of the night. A second notice was issued this morning. Only then did the Yang family call to inform relatives and friends.

When Wang Jun and other two arrived, Yang's mother was in the last stage of recovery. When she saw her little grandson, tears immediately flowed out.

"Yangyang, come here and let grandma take a look at you."

Wang Yang hesitated for a moment, and just as he was about to step forward, he found that his grandfather was holding his shoulders.

Wang Jun pushed his son and said with a smile: "What are you standing there for? Take the new shoes to your mother-in-law. I think the critical illness notice may not be accurate. Look at how good your mother-in-law looks. She is in good spirits. She may be able to get out of bed soon."

What Wang Jun said was not very nice, but it is not easy for you to find some faults.

The Yang family had experienced Wang Jun's difficulty a few years ago, so no one stood up to challenge him now.

Only then did Wang Hongliang realize that the thing his father handed him was a shoe box, but it seemed unlucky to give new shoes to a patient.

Even he understands this rule. His father is a "professional" and it is impossible for him not to know this taboo. So what is his purpose in doing so?

Wang Hongliang opened the shoe box and pushed it towards the old lady. Unexpectedly, the old lady, who had a rosy complexion just now, turned pale and breathed rapidly in an instant.

Wang Jun anxiously pulled his son over and scolded him: "Why are you so stupid? Who told you to open the box? I bought this pair of shoes for Xiaojing. I was thinking of asking my mother-in-law to take it down! Bah, bah, bah, you see, I can't spit out ivory from my dog's mouth."

Wang Jun was still chattering: "Don't worry, mother-in-law. If you like this style, I can give you these shoes. Don't be like my little Jing, who left without even a pair of shoes. How pitiful that child is!"

When Yang Pengcheng saw the pair of shoes clearly, he took two steps back, leaned against the windowsill, closed his eyes, and was filled with fear.

Mother Yang died with her mouth wide open and her eyes open, and no one could hear the words she left unspoken.

When Yang Jing died, Wang Yang was only two years old. He didn't remember what happened at that time, so he couldn't understand what the adults were saying.

The doctor announced that the patient had died and hoped that the family would mourn his loss.

Now all Wang Hongliang has in his mind is that pair of shoes. He remembers that Xiaojing was wearing those same shoes on the day the accident happened.

When the three of them went to the riverside for a visit, Xiaojing's shoes didn't fit and her ankles were rubbed, so they just bought a pair of shoes at a stall. They were cheap, but the soles were soft and very comfortable to wear.

But why did Yang’s mother act like she saw a ghost when she saw those shoes?

Wang Hongliang shifted his gaze to Yang Pengcheng. His face wasn't looking good either. He didn't know if it was because of the shoes or because of his mother's death.

Wang Jun passed by a pregnant woman. The woman was about to give birth and her belly was already very big.

Wang Jun smiled and congratulated: "Congratulations, you have a son and a daughter, it's a great combination."

The pregnant woman's eyes lit up when she heard the words. Before she could say "Thank you for your good wishes", she saw the old man had already walked to the stairs.

Yang Pengcheng chased after him and caught up with Wang Jun in the stairwell.

Yang Pengcheng knelt on the ground with a thud, and kowtowed with tears in his eyes: "Uncle Wang, I was the one who made the mistake back then. I know I was wrong. Please have mercy on me and don't touch my child. If you have any problems, come to me. I will bear the consequences of my sins myself."

Wang Jun rolled his eyes: "What are you talking about? What did I do? You're talking as if I can control life and death. I'm not the King of Hell. Just take good care of your children and don't do those things that favor boys over girls. Your children won't be lost. Human traffickers can't always find unscrupulous partners."

Yang Pengcheng kept his head on the ground and respectfully saw Wang Banxian off, not daring to look up again.

As soon as the three of them returned home, Wang Yang was sent away. Wang Hongliang was eager to know the truth of the matter. Obviously, only his father could give him the answer.

Wang Jun said helplessly: "In fact, even if you know the truth, it will not help, and the truth behind it is often quite disgusting."

Wang Hongliang still wanted to know what the relationship was between Xiaojing’s death and the Yang family?

"Yang Jing lived with her mother that night, so she knew that Yang Pengcheng came to steal the child. In a panic, Yang Jing wore the wrong shoes, which did not fit her feet, which may be one of the reasons why she stepped on empty air. After the incident, in order to help Yang Pengcheng get rid of the crime, Yang's family chose to conceal the truth. At that time, Yang Pengcheng came to steal the child in the middle of the night because he was instigated by the traffickers."

Wang Hongliang was struck by lightning. Perhaps his father was right. It was better not to know the truth.