100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 1241 Twelve Hours

Once she was exposed, she stopped pretending.

He even laughed out loud with pleasure: "Just know it, why say it out loud? Isn't this how you brought your kids back? Okay, let's not talk about it anymore, I'll treat you to dinner in town."

This has become a well-kept rule in the village.

Whenever someone is born, everyone comes to celebrate!

As soon as the woman finished speaking, her son, who had been lying in the rocking chair, got up.

She obediently walked to her mother's side and respectfully greeted the village elders.

Everyone praised him for growing up, becoming sensible, and being a truly talented person who would surely have a bright future! Wang Ping looked at the scene before him with bloodshot eyes.

The malevolent aura gradually corrupted his soul.

"Aren't you going to invite your little girl along?"

The village chief glanced at the little girl washing clothes in the yard, who hadn't looked up the whole time, and spoke softly.

The woman chuckled softly, "No need."

The eldest son is much more useful than the youngest daughter. He's raised to be so obedient and well-behaved. If I had known, I would have borrowed the youngest daughter's luck and longevity first, and let the eldest son earn money for the family for a few more years.

The iron lock clicked shut, locking the door to the house.

Until the commotion at the door completely subsided.

The girl, clutching the laundry tub, trembled and began to sob softly.

"I'm sorry, brother, I'm so sorry."

She sobbed.

Wang Ping looked at his little sister with pity. His mother and younger brother were the murderers who "killed" him, and this little sister was the only one in the family whose fate was just as tragic as his.

He floated to the little girl's side.

He reached out to wipe away her tears.

However, the soul had just touched the little girl.

The girl shuddered violently at the cold sensation on her neck, and mumbled, "Big brother, I didn't mean to kill you. I really don't want to die. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"

Wang Ping's raised hand froze instantly.

What did the younger sister mean by that, and what role did she play in it?

"Mother originally chose me, but I didn't want to die. I'm sorry, brother, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to suggest to Mother that I be replaced by you..."

......

"You are the last person Wang Ping saw before he died."

"Yes, Comrade Xunjing, but I really have nothing to do with Wang Ping's death. He went to work, but the client thought his face looked too bad and asked to be replaced. It was a guest in room 888, so I went to handle that."

"You punished Wang Ping?"

"No, absolutely not!" The manager immediately panicked and denied it repeatedly!

They unconsciously spoke much faster, as if afraid that if they were even a second slower or a single word less, they would be arrested by the patrol officers as suspects!

"I noticed his complexion was really bad, like he was covered in flour, yes, as white as flour. I was worried something might happen to him there, so I let him go home first, on paid leave, three whole days! If you don't believe me, you can check the lobby's security footage!"

The two patrolmen responsible for questioning each other frowned and exchanged a glance.

But what they said didn't seem to have any flaws.

I originally wanted to ask a few more people who had contact with Wang Ping during his lifetime.

To everyone's surprise, the manager, thinking the two still doubted him, started recalling even more details!

"By the way, Comrade Xunjing, Wang Ping must be unwell himself. It has nothing to do with us. The technician who was with him at the time told me that the first thing the female customer in the private room said to Wang Ping was: 'You're about to die!'"