Chapter 3 Family Dispute Inside the Pig's Head Bar, there was coffee on one side of the small table and a large pitcher of dark beer on the other. Isaac started chattering about the strange things that have happened in his family in recent years half an hour ago. He was talking until his mouth was dry and his head was dizzy, but he was unwilling to stop because he felt a little chilly when he recalled the details again. "Mr. Rich, I'm done. I wonder if you could help me." Isaac had been staring at the coffee in front of him with his head down while talking. When he looked up, he saw Mr. Richie across from him, tilting his head and looking around. He looked like nothing had happened, with the same smile on his face. "Oh, oh, you're done? I'm listening." Liu Yonglu turned his head and glanced at Isaac, whose face was pale. Perhaps he felt that it was impolite for him to be distracted, so he tried to restrain his smile, cleared his throat and continued: "Since you started talking, I actually understood it. This is a standard mother-son conflict, a family dispute! You said that before you and your wife got married, you sent your mother to a nursing home. After she came back, she started to hold a broken stone and talk nonsense. Your wife lost her child, and the conflict intensified immediately, right? " Isaac didn't understand some of the words in Liu Yonglu's words, but he felt that the other party's summary was basically correct, and nodded slowly. "Doesn't your mother usually let you two touch that stone?" "My mother always carries it with her when she takes a bath. I don't know where the stone came from, but... I always feel that the stone has an indescribable strange feeling. It seems to be very ancient, perhaps a ritual creation that does not belong to any known civilization at all." "Okay, okay, okay. You're getting more and more excited the more you talk. Let me analyze it for you." Liu Yonglu waved his hand.
Seeing that Mr. Richie looked so confident, Isaac quickly shut up and leaned forward slightly, looking forward to his solution. "Let me tell you the important thing first. Your mother is using this stone to catch you!" "Take... me? What do you mean?" "You don't understand? Didn't you send your mother to a nursing home a few years ago? The old woman is upset. She thinks her son doesn't love her anymore after getting married. That’s why I just picked up a broken stone and said it was some treasure, just to tempt you two. What I mean is, your mother still has a treasure here, so you should respect me well, and after I am gone, this treasure will be yours. But if you two are not filial, I will take this treasure with me into my coffin. At this point I have to advise you a few words, go back and be filial to your mother. If you are not filial to your mother when she is alive but are filial to her after she dies, that is not filial piety. My mother just came back, do something nice, take her out to play more often, let her dance and sing, etc. As for your wife, you have to give in to her. It's not easy for women, and it's easy for children to have wild thoughts. You should rush to do the housework and say some soft words, and everything will be fine slowly." After finishing speaking, Liu Yonglu took a sip of beer, looking calm and composed, as if he was being instructed by an expert. Isaac, who was sitting opposite him, was dumbfounded. He didn't understand eight out of ten of Mr. Richie's words. What did he mean by "unfilial when alive and filial when dead" and "do something that comes to mind"? At this moment, he remembered that when he went to the Special Events Management Department for help a few weeks ago, the person who received him told him vaguely that the investigators in the department would be more or less affected by such incidents due to their long-term exposure to such incidents, and would develop some quirks or strange personalities that ordinary people could not understand. He was afraid that Mr. Richie in front of him was the same. "So...what should I do, Mr. Richie?" "Tsk, you still don't understand? How about this, you take me directly to your home and I'll do some ideological work on the spot." Liu Yonglu was also happy after drinking, he wiped the beer foam from his lips and said proudly. Isaac finally smiled, which was rare. He originally thought that after contacting the investigator, there would be a protracted investigation. After all, the strange changes in his home could not be explained in just a few words. He did not expect Mr. Richie to be so efficient and wanted to solve it personally today. After walking out of the bar for more than ten minutes, the two came to a townhouse. Isaac looked for the key to open the door, while Liu Yonglu put his hands on his hips and observed the surrounding environment. It was an old New England-style building. Most of the neighbors had turned on the lights in their homes, and some were preparing dinner. Neighbors could be seen through the curtains of the restaurant on the first floor. Only Isaac's apartment building was completely dark, standing out in the middle. At this time, the door opened and Liu Yonglu walked in slowly.
"Wow! Your house is so trendy! You live in a fish tank, right?" Isaac gave Liu Yonglu a nervous look, meaning to tell him to stop talking nonsense, but Liu Yonglu was wandering around at the moment and didn't notice the look at all. The house has a standard terraced villa layout. As soon as you enter the door, you can see a narrow staircase leading to the second floor. There is only a kitchen, dining room and living room on the first floor. Liu Yonglu was not shy. He threw the hairtail on the table, changed into slippers and walked into the living room. The living room was dark, with only a small dim light on on the coffee table. Through the orange-yellow halo, Liu Yonglu could vaguely see a person slumped on the sofa. This person must be Isaac's mother, Old Jenny. Her thing is quite big. Liu Yonglu was indeed a very courageous man, and he was very outgoing. He walked into the living room and sat down next to Jenny. He grabbed her hand and patted her while saying, "Old lady, your son brought me to see you. You are so wealthy, old lady. You are so lucky to have a son and daughter-in-law living together. What delicious food will your daughter-in-law cook for you in the evening?" Jenny's fat lips on the sofa trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something vicious, but she was stuck because she had too many words to say. She couldn't utter a word, and only stared at Liu Yonglu in front of her with her swollen, round eyes viciously. "I'm not busy today. I just came to see you. Isaac and I met when we were playing cards. We have a good relationship. I heard you got a new treasure and you won’t let anyone touch it, so why don’t you open it for me?” Liu Yonglu's idea is to get straight to the point. Family conflicts are sometimes caused by the unwillingness of both parties to communicate. Once the window paper is broken and both sides talk it out, they will naturally understand each other. A sticky liquid flowed out of the corners of old Jenny's mouth, and the fat on her cheeks was shaking unnaturally. It was unclear whether she was drooling because of anger or what was going on. "I'm wiping the old lady. Alas, old people can't leave their side when they get old." Liu Yonglu reached out and picked up a piece of cloth from the table, and wiped it on Jenny's face without caring whether it was for wiping the table or his mouth. He wiped his face with one hand and snatched the black stone from Jenny with the other hand. Liu Yonglu was a man of mixed character. In the folk art troupe, apart from his own art of crosstalk, he also liked to learn other things. He knew a little bit about Xihe drum clapper talk and ancient magic tricks, especially ancient magic tricks. In order to make the little girl happy, he really worked hard. He can do things like Three Immortals Returning to the Cave, Immortal Picking Beans, and Four Links. Although his hands are not as clean as those of the old gentlemen, his flexibility is much better than that of ordinary people. This tactic was a diversionary move, and neither Old Jenny nor Isaac, who had just come in from the door, could figure out how he did it. No wonder Mr. Richie is so confident, it turns out he has real abilities that he hides behind others, Isaac thought. "This thing is not made of gold, it's probably made of wood, but it could also be made of stone. It feels heavy in my hand." Liu Yonglu actually opened his mouth and bit the black stone. It had a fishy smell. "Isaac! Yulia! Isaac! Yulia!" The old woman on the sofa finally spoke in anger, making a hysterical and twisted scream. She called her son and Yulia's names, implying that she wanted to drive the people in front of her out. At the same time, she leaned forward and stretched out her fat arms to catch this ungrateful guy, but Liu Yonglu was prepared. He jumped up from the sofa like a rabbit and took a few steps back. “Give the old lady a glass of water, she has phlegm in her throat. "Isaac, what did I just tell you? Does the old lady want to take you? Look at this broken stone. It's worthless. It's a fake antique. I can buy a whole car of this thing for ten yuan in Shenyang Road. Old lady, don't be angry. Isaac is a filial son. He and his wife will take good care of you in the future and will never send you to a nursing home again." If he wants to be disobedient and unfilial, you can ask me to teach him a lesson!" The noise Liu Yonglu made after entering the house also alarmed Yulia in the kitchen. She was wearing an apron and hiding timidly at the door. The weird mother-in-law in her eyes was sitting on the sofa, her originally round eyes were almost popping out, and the blue veins were clearly visible under her pale skin. She clenched her right hand, which was holding the black stone, tightly, her nails scratching her skin, and muttered something, but no one could understand her because it was not human language at all. She seemed to want to convey some kind of consciousness, but the medium of communication was the black stone. Now that the black stone was gone, she could only worry.
"Old lady, think about it yourself. Is there something I can't say to my son and daughter-in-law in person for your own good? I'll throw this thing away for you. Now that we've talked it out, you can just enjoy your life from now on." Liu Yonglu waved his hand while speaking, and the black stone in his hand disappeared in a blink of an eye. This was actually a trick he used. The windbreaker he was wearing was baggy and easy to hide things in, so the black stone was simply pinned to his lower back. Looking at Old Jenny's strange expression on the sofa, Liu Yonglu was actually a little unsure. Was she angry? Or not angry? Was Isaac a toad in disguise? Was he going to show his true form? Liu Yonglu thought about it and decided to work harder to break the rift as soon as possible. "How about this, old lady? The meal should be a while away. I'll sing a song for you." "Just think of it as a church service at home. If you like it, ask Isaac to find me later." "What should I sing... Hey! Let's sing something that suits the occasion! Shiro visits his mother!" "Tears are shed one by one, the beach will be defeated, and the Yang family will be very sad..." Everyone is welcome to read, comment, and chat. (End of this chapter)