Mad Son-in-law

The next morning, Zhang Dabiao shared his suspicions with Wang Jie.

Wang Jie calmly said: "Don't say anything, these two old things must be driven away. But they are cronies sent by Wang Bojun. I can't blast away casually. I must find someone that Wang Bojun can't tell me. Reason."

Zhang Dabiao thought for a while, and suddenly said with a smirk: "Brother Jie, I have a way. In the past few days, I found that the tea that Mr. Fu gives you exclusively decreases in buckets. That is the top Biluochun, one bucket. It’s tens of thousands of dollars. Others don’t dare to do this kind of thing. It can only be done by these two old fritters. Since they are greedy for money, it’s easy to handle. We can secretly install a few monitors and put some bait on it. It was time to get personal stolen goods, and once the incident happened, the old fox of Fu Gui didn't dare to protect his shortcomings."

Wang Jie smiled and said: "Okay, your kid's brain has been stunned recently. You can do this, don't say anything for the time being. Even if Aunt Liu is wronged, she will be wronged for two days first. After two days, I will play a big ticket. I'll apologize to her again. Dare to watch my Wang Jie? Grandma! I'm worthy of him if I don't break off his two front teeth."

After breakfast, Fu Gui came over, holding an account sheet in his hand.

"Young master, tomorrow is the second grandma's death day. This is the guest list that the master asked me to draw up, as well as all the sacrificial expense accounts. You can go over it and see if you are unsatisfied. The old man should go to make up for it. "

Wang Jie discovered that Fu Gui's attitude towards himself had obviously changed in recent days.

This should be related to the last time I angered him.

Of course, there is also Wang Bojun's attitude towards him must be pretty good. Fu Gui is Wang Bojun's other face. He is close to him, which shows that his reputation in Wang Bojun is pretty good.

"Mr. Fu, you are the housekeeper of the family. I don't worry about your work. I don't need to read it. I am definitely satisfied!" Wang Jie smiled.

Fu Gui smiled slightly and nodded: "It's good if the young master is satisfied. By the way, these servants are still good? If you are not satisfied, you can teach me a lot. I really can't tell me. I will teach them for you. ."

Wang Jie looked at Ma Dahua and the others standing by, and immediately gave a thumbs up and said: "It is worthy of being the people chosen by Mr. Fu, Master Ma and they are very dedicated to take care of the yard for me in an orderly manner. Let's put it this way, a servant. Half a dear, they are my relatives. Sometimes I am embarrassed to take care of me... By the way, in light of everyone's performance these past few days, I have a small gift... a big cat!"

"Yes, Brother Jie!" Zhang Dabiao responded and took out a few red envelopes.

Wang Jie handed the two big red envelopes to Ma Dahua and Granny Yang, and then three small red envelopes to Xiao Ji’s three servants. He smiled and said: "Master Ma and Granny Yang are 20,000 yuan each, Xiao Jisan You can buy 10,000 yuan per person. Even if it’s a small reward, you won’t lose out if you follow me in the future."

When Lao Ma heard this, his eyes lighted up and they were overwhelmed with joy. They nodded to Wang Jie again and again and said, "Thank you, young master, thank you. We will do our best to live up to your trust."

At this time, Liu Huilan was standing on the side, but she was a little embarrassed because she didn't get the red envelope.

"Aunt Liu, you just came here, so I won't give you red envelopes this time. If you don't know anything, learn something with Master Ma Yang's mother-in-law!" Wang Jie said lightly, took out several hundred yuan, and handed it over. : "Take these hundreds of dollars and be a lucky winner!"

Liu Huilan quickly nodded restrained.

Seeing Liu Huilan's embarrassment, Ma Dahua and Yang Cuizhi looked at each other and smiled tacitly. Secretly in my heart, Turtle, have you seen it? Are you comparable to us? You will feel better in the future!

"By the way, Aunt Liu, there is a newly bought mobile phone in my study room upstairs. It is useless and can't be found. Have you seen it?" Wang Jie asked suddenly.

Liu Huilan suddenly became a little confused, and shook her head quickly and said: "A Jie...Oh, young master, I didn't see it, I really didn't see..."

"Don't see it!" Zhang Dabiao's face condensed, and he said loudly to the people around him: "Keep it in mind from now on. Brother Jie will take care of your food and drink, and will give you money. If you are happy, you will be given everything. There will not be a few, but no one can move without consent. If anyone eats inside and out and looks ugly, don't blame you for being polite."

Lao Ma and the others nodded.

They understood in their hearts that this seemed to be said to everyone, but in fact, it was obviously said to Liu Huilan alone.

It seems that this woman's hands and feet are still somewhat dirty.

"Young Master, if you are satisfied, the old slave will be relieved!" Fu Gui leaned slightly and said, "If there is nothing else, I will leave first and tell your friends that if you fast today, you can't eat meat, you can only enter tomorrow. Ancestral Hall."

"Okay!" Wang Jie smiled, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and said: "By the way, Mr. Fu, I want to ask, which hospital was my mother in when she died?"

Fu Gui was startled, and asked slightly after a while, "What's the matter with the young master?"

"Oh, nothing!" Wang Jie said with a sly smile: "People say that before the birthday, the wanderer is going to burn paper to sacrifice his soul. So, the first time I came back, I thought of burning a few pieces of paper at the crossroads outside that hospital."

"Hey, what's the matter!" Fu Gui solemnly said: "Yes, the young master is filial and loyal, benevolent and righteous, and admired by the old!" Fu Gui was quite emotional, and said seriously: "The second grandma died in Tongde Hospital, if you Go to burn the paper money tonight, let the old horse accompany you there, he is familiar with the road conditions."

Wang Jie smiled knowingly, and said to Ma Dahua: "Master Ma, then I will do you a lot!"

Ma Dahua smiled and said, "You are polite, young master, isn't this what it should be!"

There was a faint feeling in Wang Jie's heart that Fu Gui let Ma Dahua go with him, which seemed to be surveillance. But the more this happened, the more it made Wang Jie feel that the death of his mother in Tongde Hospital was 100% troublesome.

In the evening, Wang Jie, Zhang Dabiao, Lin Huang and Zan Xichuan, led by Ma Dahua, drove two cars to Yancheng Tongde Hospital.

Tongde Hospital is the best private hospital in Yancheng. Those who come here to see a doctor are either rich or expensive, which is in line with the Wang family's capital status.

At the crossroads outside the hospital, several people got out of the car.

"You wait here, I can burn it myself!" Wang Jiechao Zhang Dabiao blinked.

Zhang Dabiao understood, and said: "Okay, respect the filial piety, do the best by yourself, Brother Jie, go, I'm a little urinary, go to the toilet."

Lin Huang hurriedly said: "It's just right, I'll accompany you!"

As they said, they walked towards the hospital.

Ma Dahua looked at Zhang Dabiao and Lin Huang who were leaving, and Zan Xichuan smiled and said, "Master Ma wants to go to the toilet too? If you go, just go, I'll just accompany Mr. Wang!"

Ma Dahua shook his head quickly and said, "No, no, I came out with the young master, how can I walk around at will! I'm just curious, why Secretary Zhang came out in the middle of the night with a bag on his back..."

"You don't understand, right? That bag contains the secret to attracting the soul, so that the paper money burned by Mr. Wang can reach the destination smoothly. Listen, the wind is coming... This is the soul that has attracted!"

Zan Xichuan spoke deliberately and nervously, and with a sudden beckon, he listened to the whirr... Several whimpering wind sounds, the dark street entrance seemed to be lowered several degrees.

Ma Dahua was taken aback by Zan Xichuan, quickly retracted his gaze, and closed his mouth nervously.

Zan Xichuan gave a smirk. Could it be that rubbish, you are so brave, so embarrassed to watch us.

"As the old saying goes, a crossroad is a place where yin and yang meet. People walk the sun in the daytime and ghosts in the middle of the night. Therefore, relatives who pay homage to the crossroads will light up the money of the phantom currency. I hope that the ghost will take it to the underworld and bring it to the dead Mom, I’m back. I don’t know if this paper money is important to you, but I believe it’s more important than you. Bless me and help my revenge plan succeed in one fell swoop!"

Wang Jie murmured, squatted down, drew a circle on the ground, leaving a gap in the southwest corner, then spread out the prepared yellow grass copper money paper and set it alight.

He knew that most of the paper money in Yangjian was burned to the living, just like today, burning paper is just a cover.

Wang Jie burned the paper money for a quarter of an hour, and Zhang Dabiao and Lin Huang also went to the toilet for a quarter of an hour.

On the way back, Zan Xichuan drove the car for the first time, leading Ma Dahua behind, while Lin Huang and Zhang Dabiao, who often drove, both got into a car with Wang Jie.

"Is the character finished?" Wang Jie asked coldly.

"It's done! Brother Jie, I hacked into the hospital's system and found your mother's file!" Zhang Dabiao took the laptop from his bag and handed it to Wang Jie.

Wang Jie looked at it, and it was clearly written on the file that Lin Yajun died of a heart attack. He was rescued for an hour and finally failed. He died on June 7, Jihai year, the day he got the news.

"Am I wrong? That fire has nothing to do with my mother?"

"Brother Jie, take a look at the time of the following cases!" Zhang Dabiao said with a stern mouth.

Wang Jie looked down, and the strange thing was that the electronic time of this case turned out to be June 9, which was two days later than the doctor's handwritten case.

"Mr. Wang, according to your instructions, I sneaked into the mortuary management office and looked through the paper files. There was no entry record of your mother's body at all!" Lin Huang added.

"Sure enough!" Wang Jie clenched his fist fiercely.

The above evidence is sufficient to show that the so-called case in the hospital was actually forged two days after the mother's death, and the mother had never been hospitalized here.

In other words, the mother did not die from a recurrence of a heart attack, but the person who died in the turret fire in the Lin family’s old house could be her own mother...