"That's right. She mustn't be cheated. How is she going to live without her house?" Squirrel waved his claws angrily.
Fangzheng took a deep breath and knocked on the door. It did not take long for the elder to arrive. The door had two layers. There was an anti-theft metal door on the outside and a thick wooden door on the inside. The wooden door opened and the elder stood behind it. He looked warily at the monks outside and frowned. "What are you doing?"
Fangzheng pressed his palms together. "Amitabha. Patron, This Penniless Monk has a question."
"Go ahead." The old man nodded slightly. He didn't refuse, but he didn't intend to open the door either.
Fangzheng said, "Patron, have you ever received a phone call claiming to be your son?"
Clang!
The door closed, and the old man's voice came from inside, "You may leave."
Then, there was no more movement.
Fangzheng, Red Boy, and Squirrel exchanged looks and were dumbfounded. What was happening? They were kind enough to give a reminder, but in the end, the door was shut in their face. They didn't even let them finish their words …
"Master, why do I feel that this matter is very strange? Could she have been brainwashed? "Hong Haier muttered.
This was the first time Fangzheng was encountering such a situation. In the past, he would always exchange a few words with people regardless of the situation. This was the first time you met someone who didn't communicate with you at all …
"Master, what do we do?" Squirrel asked.
Fangzheng said, "Let's go in and take a look. No matter what, we can't let her sell the house to a cheat."
After saying that, Red Boy used his divine power again. The few of them entered the house and saw the old man sitting there, hugging his phone and curled up in the corner of the sofa. It was really a small ball … The old man was too thin.
The old woman held her son's photo in her hand and gently rubbed it. She whispered, "Although he's not you, his voice is really similar. It's good to hear it, it's good to hear it …"
When Fangzheng heard that, he felt a stabbing pain in his heart. So the elder knew that he was a cheat. She had maintained contact with him all this time just to listen to his voice. She did not wish for others to interrupt her beautiful dream.
When Red Boy and Squirrel heard that, they sighed, unsure of what to say.
Just then, the phone rang again.
The old lady instantly perked up and picked up the phone. Before the old lady could speak, the voice on the other side of the phone said, "Mom, did you go to sell the house?"
"Ah … I'm going, I'm going." The old man smiled happily again.
"Are you kidding me? It's already been a week. That's what you said a week ago … "The other party was a little alarmed.
Fangzheng also understood that although the elder liked to listen to his voice, he wasn't a fool. He didn't sell the house and instead continued hanging on. Fangzheng could not help but pity his scammer brother. He had been scamming people all this while, but it took him so long to realize what was going on. From the looks of it, the scammer's skills were lacking!
"No, how could that be?" the old man hurriedly replied.
"Fine, if you want me to believe you, sell the house now and transfer the money to me. If you fight me, I'll believe you. Otherwise … "The swindler didn't know how to threaten him anymore. This was too much of a trap!
The old man said, "Alright, tell me your bank account number."
"I …" The swindler was about to cry. He had already said this bank account number dozens of times, and he still wanted to say it?
The swindler panicked. "Alright, don't say anything else. I say, Auntie, you can tell that I'm a swindler. You can scold me, smash the phone, or even call the police! You've been chatting with me for more than a week. You've been hanging on to me all this time. What are you trying to do? How could you play with people like that? Can you please show some respect for my profession? "
Upon hearing the swindler's words, Fangzheng, Red Boy, and Squirrel nearly burst into laughter. Red Boy hurriedly conjured a soundproofing barrier as the trio immediately roared with laughter … They rocked back and forth from their laughter.
The old man didn't laugh. Instead, he turned anxious. "Don't, I'm not teasing you. Son, my memory isn't good. Why don't you tell me your bank account number again? "
"As if I'd believe you! I'm hanging up! "After the swindler said that, he was about to hang up.
"Don't hang up. Don't hang up. I still have something to say." The old man was truly anxious as tears nearly flowed out. His voice trembled as he revealed his anxiety and reluctance.
Fangzheng, Red Boy, and Squirrel, who were about to laugh, felt their hearts wince when they saw this scene. All their smiles vanished. Instead, they wished that the swindler wouldn't hang up because they couldn't bear to see the old man disappointed.
However, the other party fell silent. It was unknown if he had hung up or if he didn't say a word.
The old man said worriedly, "Son, are you still there?"
"I'm not your son. If you have something to say, just say it. You have already dragged down my performance. I don't have time to waste on you." Although the swindler sounded impatient, he didn't hang up.
"I … I have a son. He left ten years ago. He left too suddenly. It was so sudden that I didn't even get to see him one last time … Your voice is just like him. The moment you speak, I think of him. It's as though he's still alive. "
The other party fell silent.
Fangzheng fell silent.
The old man's eyes welled with tears as she said with a hoarse voice, "I know you are a swindler, but I just feel that he's still alive on the other end of the line. He's still talking to me. He's alive and well …"
"Can … Can you say something useful?" The other party's voice was a little deep.
"I know that I'm an old woman. I'm useless to you. The only thing you care about is that bit of savings and my house, but I … I don't dare give them to you. If I give them to you, you will never contact me again. I'm afraid … "
The other party didn't say a word.
"I just want to hear your voice. Little Hui, I miss you. I miss you … I miss you so much. It's so cold being alone in this house. There's no one in the estate. The government said that they would give me a bigger house, a brighter one. But I'm not leaving. I'm afraid … I'm afraid that if I leave, you won't be able to find your way home. I've been waiting for you here all this time, waiting for you to come home … "The old woman was already in tears.
"Can we … Ahem … Can we not talk about this?" The other party's voice sounded a little off, as though he was rubbing his nose.
"I don't know what to say to you either. I just want to say that I miss you …" the old woman said.
"But I'm not your son," the swindler said.
"I know … I know …" The old woman repeated a few times before falling silent.
After a while, the old woman said, "I'm sorry."
The swindler was taken aback before saying, "Is there anything else? If not, I'm hanging up."
"Yes," the old woman said.
"Wait until I get off work," the swindler said.
"Ah … Ah? Will you still call me? "The old woman gripped the phone nervously.
"Yes … I haven't completed my mission. How can I not call you? Change the house as soon as possible. I don't fancy your crappy house now. I want a bigger one, "the swindler said.
"Alright … Change. I'll change it in a few days. I'll sell it once I change it, "the old woman said happily as she cried tears of joy.
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