"Wang Yuhai." I enlarged the document and pointed to the name on it, "Is this you?"

"It's me."

I immediately wondered, "Didn't this owner have an accident a long time ago? Who are you?"

Wang Yuhai took a deep breath: "Wang Yushan is my brother, he is dead, this house should be given to his son."

As he spoke, he pointed to the young man next to him, "This is Wang Yushan's son, Wang Zhen."

Wang Zhen glanced at me timidly, and after a short eye contact, the two of us greeted each other.

"My house is ours, and it stands to reason that you shouldn't have come."

Wang Yuhai cleared his throat vigorously, as if he was deliberately trying to hide something: "The house has indeed been sold, but the contents have not been taken yet."

"Let's come and take stock, and we'll be there in a moment."

I took advantage of the situation to dodge a way and let them go in first, and Wang Yuhai strode upstairs.

Seeing that Wang Zhen didn't move his steps, he turned his head and urged, "What are you doing here?"

Wang Zhen muttered quietly, "I want to see it here."

I gave Xu Mo a look and motioned for him to put away the knife first.

Wang Zhen walked a few steps inside and directly saw the incense burner on the ground.

He and I looked at me, and then at the incense burner, and suddenly their faces were full of sorrow: "Are you Taoist priests?"

"Can you do me a favor?"

Wang Zhen didn't care if I was listening or not, and kept talking.

"My parents died when I was very young, I never saw them, and I don't know what my parents looked like."

"You ......"

Wang Zhen hesitated, "Can you let me see them?"

I didn't respond directly, but focused on the shoes on his feet.

The temperature outside is minus 30 degrees, and you don't dare to stay outside for a long time wearing cotton shoes.

"You haven't met your parents, your uncle raised you?"

"Hmm."

Wang Zhen nodded cautiously, "For as long as I can remember, my uncle has been by my side."

According to the information given to me by Liang Hai, this house was sold more than 20 years ago, and the transaction price was more than 500,000 yuan.

At that time when the per capita income was 1,000 yuan, people who could spend such a large price to buy a house would definitely not have bad family conditions.

When his parents are gone, he must have left a lot of inheritance, even if he is down, at least he is at a well-off level.

I handed the car keys to Xu Mo: "There are a pair of new shoes in the trunk, you can bring them."

In a sense, we can be regarded as the end of the world.

The biggest regret in people's lives is that they have no father or mother, and they don't know who to cry with when they go out and are wronged.

Xu Mo took the cotton shoes, Wang Zhen looked at them intently for a while, and shook his head very firmly.

"If you really want to help me, let me see my parents."

Before I could speak, Wang Yuhai's voice suddenly sounded above my head: "The count is over, let's hurry up."

"This house is not yours, what are you still looking at here?"

In his words, Wang Yuhai was obviously full of irritability and dissatisfaction.

It's not like an uncle's doing.

Seeing this, I immediately spoke, "Even if the child doesn't want to be a parent, aren't you going to see your brother?"

"I've been dead for so many years, and there is one less person in my family, so I should have a thought."

Seeing that Wang Yuhai was about to speak again, I immediately preemptively said, "The child wants to see his parents, this is a normal thing, and you want to stop it?"

"Are you really this child's uncle?"

Wang Yuhai stiffened his neck: "Is it my uncle, it's your turn to be an outsider?"

I took out my phone, dialed a few numbers on it, and then shook it at him, "Why don't we talk somewhere else?"

Wang Yuhai immediately lost his arrogance, and reluctantly squeezed out a sentence: "If you want to watch it, just watch it."

I stared at him for a few moments, and I already had a plan in my mind.

Turning my head, I looked at Wang Zhen: "I'm not picking up cheap land, I promise you'll see it, but you have to pay first."

Wang Yuhai immediately raised his voice: "Why do you still need money?"

"Nonsense, don't we want to eat?"

Wang Yuhai frowned and stared at me: "How much?"

"Not much, give me everything in this room."

Wang Yuhai pointed to my mobile phone: "I thought you were a Taoist priest, and you were a robber?"

"Come, come, aren't you going to call? Fight!"

I leaned into his ear and whispered, "I advise you to accumulate some virtue for yourself."

"You're so talented......

Before he finished speaking, Wang Zhen took the lead in speaking, "Uncle, I agreed."

"You agree to have a fart! I disagree!"

"I put this house in your name before, because I was underage, and you got custody of me."

Wang Zhen's eyes were surprisingly calm: "Now that I have grown up, my parents' inheritance can be in my name."

"I have the right to make any decision, what do you say?"

Wang Yuhaiden's face turned red, and he slapped directly on Wang Zhen's face, leaving five clear slap prints.

"What are you smoking? Now you've learned to keep your mouth shut?"

Pointing at Wang Zhen and angrily reprimanded, "Okay, you white-eyed wolf! I raised you, and you lost your conscience so much?"

"Talk to me about the house, huh? You give me all these years of child support!"

Wang Zhen just rubbed his face lightly, and then said indifferently: "I just want to get my things back, if you want to talk about child support, I'm afraid you don't have any right to speak."

"The inheritance left by my parents is not a million, but hundreds of thousands, and my expenses have been recorded for so many years."

Wang Zhen raised his head very calmly: "You spent less than 200,000 yuan on me in total, where did the rest of the money go?"

As soon as he asked, Wang Yuhai immediately shut up, his eyes gurgling.

Wang Zhen picked up the shoes I gave him and whispered, "Uncle, I'm just young, not a fool."

"A person I don't know has given me a pair of shoes, what have you given me over the years?"