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Chapter 73: Aunt Zheng Listens to Advice and Doesn't Go

    

, leaving no space at all.She didn't even see the new stationmaster, but instead she was left here because she was running slow.The female ghost thought to herself, "Since I'm already dead, it might a...The next morning, Wang Dequan drove south as Yang Fan had instructed, with Li Grandpa accompanying him.

After turning right three times, walk straight ahead until you reach the end and stop in front of a small bungalow.

Wang Dequan, with the help of his assistant, got out of the car. He looked at the house excitedly and sadly, for his poor grandson was inside.

Suddenly they heard a woman's sharp scolding coming from inside the house, "You debt-collecting ghost, you dare to steal eggs I'll beat you to death!"

Immediately after, a series of crashing and banging sounds filled the room, followed by hurried footsteps. A few seconds later, a bald young boy barefoot ran out from inside.

He was still tightly clutching something in his hand, and behind him a stout woman with a feather duster in her hand came chasing after.

Seeing someone outside, the little boy cleverly ran to Wang Dequan's face and sought help, "Sir, save me, my mother wants to beat me to death."

The woman who followed then saw Wang Dequan and her face changed drastically.

The boy had dark skin and handsome features. He wore ill-fitting, dirty clothes. A black mole on the left side of his eyebrow was very noticeable.

Grandpa Li took a sharp breath; this child must be Old Wang's grandson!

Wang Dequan trembled and reached out to the little boy, "Kangkang...Grandpa is here to pick you up."

The woman behind heard this, turned around and ran away, but Wang Dequan's bodyguard reacted quickly. She hadn't taken a few steps before being pressed to the ground by the other party.

Wang Kang stared blankly at the elderly man with white hair in front of him. Although this was their first meeting, he inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity and didn't resist the other party.

Is this his grandfather

Wang Dequan calmed his agitated emotions, sent the woman to the police station, and then rushed back to Shanghai with his child. He was going back to deal with the two murderers who had killed his daughter and drive out the imposters in his house!

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Back at her home in the resettlement housing estate, Auntie Zheng was once again looking after her grandson. At three o'clock in the afternoon, she received a call from her son asking her to go to the train station to pick something up.

Her son had the bus driver bring some things back from the city, and asked her to go pick them up at the station in ten minutes.

It takes about seven to eight minutes to walk from her house to the bus station with a child.

After Auntie Zheng hung up the phone, she began to put shoes on the child. "Come on, Yuan Yuan, grandma will take you to the passenger station to play,"

Tomorrow, please don't take your grandson to the station. There will be danger.

She suddenly recalled what Yang Fan had said yesterday. Her action of putting on her shoes stopped, and she was startled for a moment.

That little girl was right, she really needs to take her grandson to the station today.

"Grandma, put on your shoes."

Her grandson saw her suddenly stop and called out to her in a sweet, childish voice, "Grandma, put on your shoes and let's go play."

The child couldn't wait to go out and play.

"...Well, okay, put on your shoes, Grandma will take you out to play."

Auntie Zheng hesitated but put the shoes on the child.

She thought to herself, it must be a coincidence. There are only so many buses that come and go from the station every day, how could there be any danger

Ignoring the discomfort in my heart, I put shoes on the child, took a phone and keys, and went out.

Go downstairs and walk in the direction of the passenger station.

But the closer she got to the station, the more uneasy she felt. Her heart was racing, and she had a sense that something was about to happen.

"Auntie Zheng," just as she was about to leave the neighborhood with her child, a familiar person walked up and greeted her.

Aunt Zheng looked at her in surprise, "Lanlan, when did you get back"

The one who came was Sun Zilan. She mumbled, "I just finished my internship and came back to see my father."

"Time flies! You're about to graduate from university," Aunt Zheng sighed. Time sure goes by quickly."

"Are you going to see your aunt She doesn't seem to be home today."

Sun Zhi Lan's great aunt also lives in this resettlement housing estate, and she is a neighbor of Auntie Zheng.

"I know," Sun Ziran shook the bag in her hand, "I bought some delicious fruits in Shangyuan Village and specially brought some for my aunt. I have their house keys, so I can just put them there directly."

"You know the fruit from Shangyuan Village" Auntie Zheng was a little surprised.

"You're right, the fruit here is delicious. Aunt, try some." She took out a few loquats and gave them to her and the child to eat.

The child took the fruit, but Auntie Zheng refused. "No need, we already bought some at home."

She told them about buying almost a hundred kilograms of fruit in Shangyuan Village, and couldn't help but complain after finishing her story.

That little girl's fruit is delicious, but that little girl is kind of weird.

Sun Zhi Lan looked at her with a puzzled face, "Master, what's wrong"

Aunt Zheng casually blurted out the phrase Yang Fan had told her, and she didn't notice Sun Zilan's change in expression afterward. Unhappily, she said, "That young lady is really something else, just saying that kind of thing for no reason, it's truly unsettling."

"This just so happens, I'm actually going to the bus station to pick something up. When I think about what she said, it really makes my heart…"

Sūn Zhǐlàn grabbed her hand, her expression tense, "Don't go!"

Aunt Zheng, please don't take YuanYuan to the station. Master Yang Fan is telling the truth.

Aunt Zheng: " What master"

At this point, Sun Zhilan couldn't even care about the shame of almost being sold into slavery.

She told how Yang Fan had calculated that she would be abducted on the train and how she had saved herself.

Aunt Zheng's expression grew more and more shocked as she listened, her eyes widening. She clutched her grandson's hand tightly until the child cried out in pain before she reacted.

She released the child's hand and then held the child close in her arms.

"Lalan, is everything you said true" she swallowed nervously.

Is that little girl really that good

Her heart raced, and her mind went blank.

Son Zhi-lan emphasized, "It's all true!"

Since the master has already warned you, you shouldn't go there.

Aunt Zheng shook her head repeatedly, "No, no."

Whether it's true or not, she doesn't dare to go now. It concerns her life; it's better to believe it exists than not.

She is very good at taking advice.

Aunt Zheng, holding the child, turned and walked home. Home, home, hurry home!

Seeing that she wasn't insistent on going to the station, Sun Zhi Lan let out a sigh of relief and followed.

Just as they were about to walk downstairs, a sudden loud bang came from afar.

Aunt Zheng was so startled that she shivered. The child in her arms almost fell.

She turned nervously toward the sound, her heart pounding. She saw thick black smoke billowing above the passenger station.

Her heart skipped a few beats, and her hands and feet felt weak.

Something really happened!

If she hadn't listened to Sun Zhilan just now and insisted on going to the station, she would be at the station now.

Then her grandson……

Aunt Zheng's mind went blank, her hands tightly clutching the child.

Sun ZhiLan craned her neck to look at what was happening at the passenger station. While she was worried about the situation there, she admired Yang Fan even more in her heart, "The master is truly amazing!"

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