under the vortex

Chapter 169

Uncle Jia and his wife looked at each other. To be honest, they only care about their daughter's affairs every day, and they don't pay attention to other people's affairs at all.

But when Wu Peng asked, they seriously recalled what happened the night before, and finally shook their heads: "It seems that they didn't hear the sound of opening and closing the door, so I don't remember clearly."

Wu Peng talked to the two of them again, got up and left.

When I walked downstairs to the lobby, I happened to bump into Baimashan who came back with vegetables.

Both of them froze for a moment, Wu Peng remembered the sound of the door opening and closing on the opposite side just now, it seemed that the son of Baimashan had returned.

Wu Peng took the initiative to say hello: "Did Dean Bai just get off work?"

Baimashan smiled: "That's right, Lawyer Wu, you are really dedicated, and you come to see Xiao Jia's parents every day."

Wu Peng also laughed: "It should be, collect money from people, and help them eliminate disasters. Your son seems to be back."

Baima Shan raised a pile of vegetables in his hand and shook them: "Yes, this weekend, just after the mock exam, the school canceled the evening self-study and asked the students to go home early. No, I went to the vegetable market to buy some supplements. Nutritious food, hurry back and cook dinner for him."

"You are such a good father. If my father can be like you, I can wake up from sleep with a smile."

The two chatted and laughed a few more times. At the elevator door, Baima Shan waved to him and walked in.

When he got home, Bai Mashan saw that the door of his son's room was closed. He changed his shoes, washed his hands, walked lightly, and went to unlock his son's door. He saw Bai Xun sitting at the table reading an English book.

Baimashan didn't speak, turned around and closed the door and went out.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Bai Xun immediately threw the English book aside, revealing the comic book covered under the book, and put on the half earphone that he had just taken off.

After finishing the meal, Baimashan knocked twice on his son's door.

Bai Xun quickly packed up his things before going out to eat.

At the dinner table, Baimashan divided all the meals and dishes into two portions, one for each person.

From the time Bai Xun could remember, his father didn't let him talk at the dinner table, and he had to eat all the food that was allocated to him, no matter how much, no matter whether the food was his favorite or not.

The father and son finished their meal in silence, Bai Xun washed the dishes, and Bai Mashan, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at the time and asked, "How was your IELTS last time?"

Bai Xun said lightly, "It's not very good."

Baima Shan's face darkened: "What if it's not good?"

"Not crossing the line."

Bai Mashan stared at him coldly, got up suddenly, went into his son's room, opened the drawer, lifted the mattress on the bed, opened his schoolbag, and found all kinds of "useless" books he had hidden inside. And hand toys that are extremely boring in Baimashan.

Baimashan swept all these things to the ground, and then asked Bai Xun to tear up all the pages of the comic book in front of him, and then crushed all the toys with his feet. Throw things in the trash.

Bai Xun didn't say a word the whole time. It wasn't the first time this kind of thing happened. He smashed his treasured things expressionlessly, and then cleaned them up.

He knew that as long as he showed any reluctance, today's matter would not be over.

Baimashan watched him finish all this, and his anger had just subsided when Bai Xun picked up the door key and was about to go out.

"Where are you going?" Baimashan stopped him.

"Throw out the trash."

"No! Read a book for me right away!" After speaking, he stretched out his hand with a livid face: "Take out your mobile phone!"

Bai Xun frowned, but didn't move.

Baimashan raised the volume: "Are you deaf? You can't hear me when I speak, can you?"

Bai Xun hesitated for a few seconds, and finally handed him the phone in his pocket.

"Next time you don't pass the exam, you can just study at home. When you pass the exam, the school outside has also applied, and I will return the phone to you!"

"I don't want to go abroad, why do you have to send me out?" Bai Xun finally couldn't hold back anymore, with an irritable expression on his face.

"I'll send you out to gain knowledge, don't be ignorant of good and evil, you must go!" Baima Mountain has no room for negotiation.

Bai Xun looked at the man staring at him with a ferocious expression, knowing that no matter what he said, his father would not change his mind.

Bai Xun stopped talking, turned around and went back to the room, and closed the door heavily.

Then there was a loud noise in the room, the sound of tables, chairs and benches being kicked down one after another.

Baimashan's temples were twitching, and the veins on his hands were bulging. He went back to his room and took out a baseball bat from under the bed, intending to teach his son a lesson.As soon as he put his hand on the doorknob of his son's room, there was a hasty knock on the door.

Baimashan took a deep breath, put down the bat, and the moment he opened the door, he became the amiable Dean Bai again.

The downstairs neighbors were dissatisfied: "Principal Bai, what's the matter with your family? There's such a big commotion at this hour."

Baimashan hurriedly apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I accidentally knocked down the chair when I was moving things just now, we won't move it anymore, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

After closing the door, Bai Mashan tried to open his son's room with a dark face, only to find that it was locked.

Baimashan suppressed his voice and warned the son inside: "I'm doing it for your own good, don't force me to do it. Get things in order, don't let me see the mess in the house tomorrow, keep your voice down."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care how Bai Xun felt inside, and left straight away with a dark face.

On Monday morning, before Wu Peng's alarm clock rang, he was woken up by the old man's knock on the door.

He covered his head with the quilt, and said dissatisfied: "What are you doing, I don't have to get up early today."

The old man unscrewed his door forcefully and came over to pull his quilt: "Stinky boy, get up and go to work for me!"

Wu Peng pulled back the quilt and said depressedly: "Didn't I tell you that I resigned and I don't have to go to work anymore. Don't bother me to sleep, I'm very sleepy."

The old man pointed at Wu Peng who was dependent on him: "You, if you can't afford it, I'll go get the rolling pin if I can't afford it."

"It's useless for you to smash my ass. If you don't let me continue the case with Jia Wenjun, I won't go."

"No, why did you help her like this?" The old man didn't understand.

Wu Peng scratched the dull hair on his head: "I didn't help her, this is the first case I followed from beginning to end, why should I let others pick peaches?"

The old man was furious: "You still pretend to be me, don't you? As soon as you poke your ass, I know what shit you're doing, and you still lie to me? This case is definitely lost. Is there anyone willing to take it back? Not necessarily, can you tell me what peaches I can pick?"

Wu Peng got up: "Grandpa, it's not right for you to say that. Let me tell you this. I think the murderer in this case is someone else. If we win this case and clear Jia Wenjun's charges, I became famous in no time, how could I give up such a good thing to others?"

After listening to the grandson's words, the old man was a little dumbfounded: "Jia Wenjun did those things, otherwise why do you think the police arrested her? It's understandable that you want to find another way to get ahead in the law firm, but Jia Wenjun's matter is hopeless. I don't want you to get hurt again because of her."

The old man told Wu Peng what Lu Maowang said and the gossip he heard outside, Wu Peng was silent for a while, and said: "So, these words of yours were told by Lu Maowang to you?"

"Correct."

Wu Peng said seriously: "Grandpa, you listen to me, he will come to you in the future, remember to be careful."

Mr. Wang frowned: "What do you mean?"

"I can't tell you too much. In short, when you come into contact with those people on the previous ship, no matter who they are, you must be careful. I won't argue with you whether Jia Wenjun is the murderer, but the matter has not yet come to light. When it comes to time, be careful not to be taken advantage of by someone with a heart.”

The old man was surprised: "You mean?"

"Grandpa, being a lawyer is indeed dangerous, but if I shrink back this time because I am afraid of danger, what about next time? You should have thought of this when you asked me to be a lawyer."

Mr. Wang was speechless: "But..."

"Grandpa, let me ask you again, do you still want me to be a lawyer?"

The old man looked at the grandson with clear and firm eyes in front of him, finally sighed softly, and patted his shoulder: "Go, pay attention to safety."

(End of this chapter)