Happy Little Farmer -
Chapter 479
Chapter 479: Chapter 479
Even though Yang Fan had explained in such detail, Wang Daqiang still harbored some doubts.
His face turned pale as he repeatedly shook his head and said, "No, no, that absolutely can’t be true."
"Fanzi, this dream... it was a dream, right? It must have some issues. My wife does indeed have some faults, like being lazy and gluttonous, yes, I know, but she has a kind heart."
"You know, when I got home this morning, she had already cleaned my mom’s body, and the house was all tidied up too. Only the shroud was left unworn, just placed aside. If she really poisoned my mom, how could she dare to do so? She definitely doesn’t have the courage to do these things."
Yang Fan nodded calmly. "You can choose not to believe it, and that was also your mom’s wish. The decision is up to you."
"Originally, I thought she wanted my help to call the police, to seek revenge for her. But it wasn’t that. She just wanted me to tell you these facts and then you decide what to do. If you don’t mind such matters, then pretend nothing happened and continue living your life with Kou Miao."
Wang Daqiang was somewhat frantic, pacing aimlessly like a headless fly. He fiddled with his cigarette—now in his mouth, now in his hand, now touching the lighter—as if he no longer knew what to do.
Yang Fan did not rush him but waited very indifferently.
He also didn’t mention the conversation between Shen Zhongwei and Kou Miao he had overheard last night.
If Shen Daqiang was truly blinded by love, and still chose to believe Kou Miao under these circumstances, mentioning those matters would serve no purpose and only cause displeasure unnecessarily.
"Fanzi, what you just said, were those my mom’s exact words?" Wang Daqiang asked Yang Fan in a flustered manner.
Yang Fan nodded. "Of course, they weren’t exactly the words your mom said to me, but that was her general intent. My memory isn’t that good; I couldn’t possibly remember every word she said."
Wang Daqiang nodded vehemently, "That’s certain, certainly..."
"You decide for yourself. Whatever you choose, give me an answer, then get rid of the stuff in my car." Yang Fan spoke, feeling that Wang Daqiang probably knew about Kou Miao’s affair with Shen Zhongwei.
A normal person would definitely react to such information.
Whether it was anger or shock, there would be some reaction.
But he, on the other hand, didn’t mention a word, always doubting the authenticity of Yang Fan’s words.
"Fanzi, what... what do you think?" Wang Daqiang suddenly looked up and asked.
Unbeknownst to him, his eyes had begun to redden, and that honest face now bore a suppressed ferocity.
Yang Fan paused. "Why are you asking me about your family matters? I’m afraid I can’t offer much help on this."
He decisively refused Wang Daqiang’s request.
Such matters, regardless of what he said, were sure to cause future problems.
The best course of action would, of course, be to stick to the facts, without adding any personal opinion.
"Actually, I’ve long known that those two were involved, but you know, at my age, I still want a child." Wang Daqiang said bitterly, "Even though Xiao Miao came with a child, that child isn’t my own flesh and blood after all."
"But Xiao Miao always scorned me for being poor, claiming if she gave birth we couldn’t afford to raise the child. I know I’m really not capable, so I often turn a blind eye as long as she stays at home. I feel that there’s still... hope for the future, right?"
Yang Fan didn’t comment.
He knew Wang Daqiang was an honest person, but he hadn’t expected him to be this naive.
It was as if Kou Miao had brainwashed him.
"So this is your decision, to choose your wife over your mother?" Yang Fan asked.
Wang Daqiang clenched his hands tightly together, the fierce veins on the back of his hands seemed to represent the turmoil within him at the moment.
Yang Fan nodded, "Okay, I understand."
"Here’s what you should do. Go in and tell your mom that you have forgiven your wife and let her pass away in peace. She should be able to wear her clothes then. Your mom also asked me to take care of another matter; come find me after you’re done here," he said.
"What is it?" Wang Daqiang pressed.
"It’s not convenient to talk here with so many prying eyes, wait a few days," Yang Fan waved his hand and headed straight for his tricycle.
To be a person like Wang Daqiang is pretty much... the epitome.
Yang Fan was holding himself back forcefully; otherwise he truly feared he might kill him right there.
Wasn’t what he said clear enough?
His wife had an affair with another man, connived against his own mother, and he was still concerned about the matter of offspring, ready to tolerate it.
You gotta be kidding, even Ninja Turtle wouldn’t have your kind of nerve, right?
Just as Yang Fan had opened the van and was about to take out the pot inside, Wang Daqiang suddenly caught up, "Fanzi, Fanzi, I’ve decided, I... I... I’m going to avenge my mom. Don’t hurry to take it out, wait till I kill those two scum, then we can take it out together to pay respects to my mom."
Yang Fan was stunned for a moment.
"Have you lost your mind?"
Determination flashed across Wang Daqiang’s expression as he spoke through gritted teeth in intense pain, "I am, I am a bit obsessed, but I can’t just let my mom go like this."
Yang Fan: ???
What in the world is he talking about?!
"I’m going to kill them!" Wang Daqiang said fiercely.
His thoughts seemed to clear, his eyes red and filled with a murderous look.
"Wait!" Yang Fan grabbed him, "Call the police. If you kill them, you’ll end up involved too. I don’t care what you think, but if you do this, I definitely won’t be able to fulfill the old lady’s request."
"He came to me because he couldn’t let go of you, if you perish together with them, then what the hell have I done? Don’t screw me over."
Without giving Wang Daqiang a chance to reply, Yang Fan grabbed his neck and said gravely, "Wait, I’ll call the police!"
"Fanzi, don’t be like this, I haven’t lost my sanity," Wang Daqiang grabbed Yang Fan’s arm and said.
Yang Fan snorted softly, "I don’t quite believe what you’re saying right now."
"I think I’ve made myself clear enough? The old lady didn’t want you to be kept in the dark, forever the dupe. That’s why she found me, told me about this, hoping I could tell you. That is what the old lady couldn’t let go, not anything else."
Suddenly, tears cascaded down Wang Daqiang’s cheeks, "I know, I know..."
The man in his forties suddenly started crying like a child, clutching Yang Fan’s arm, weeping bitterly.
Yang Fan, feeling helpless and afraid of people discovering the pot in his car, quickly closed the van and covered it up, then leaned against the van to make the police call.
When he mentioned murder, the voice of the lady answering the phone instantly turned serious.
After Yang Fan provided Wang Daqiang’s home address, he hung up the phone.
"Wait, they should arrive quickly for this kind of case, don’t reveal anything for now," Yang Fan said sternly.
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